Chapter 11
“Yes,daddy.”
Blair slides down to her knees, obediently between my spread legs. I look around her living room and think about how I want tonight to go. I definitely didn’t expect to pour my whole soul out after eating some random chocolates on her counter. Her hands go to undo my pants and I grab her wrists.
“One day I’ll have your mouth around my cock, but tonight we’re taking things slow, Blair. Is there anything you don’t like?”
“That your cock isn’t in my mouth?” she says and it feels like she’s trying to push against the truth truffles. That won’t do.
Her eyes plead with mine, in their deep honey color. “Remove your eye glamour.”
That gets a rise out of her. “I don’t like removing it. It makes me feel vulnerable.”
“I want to read easily how I make you feel, beautiful, but if you’re not ready, I can be patient.”
“Can we wait?” she asks in a small voice, and I cup her cheek. Her skin is smooth and warm.
“Of course. Back to my first question. Is there anything you don’t like?”
“Nothing comes to mind currently.” Her hands fidget in her lap.
“You look so fucking cute. When are these irritating truffles going to wear off?”
“Probably another hour.” I groan, not completely liking the idea of every thought that comes to my head spilling out of my mouth.
“We’ll just have to make this last, nothing like the other day in your office. I want to see you. Take your top off.”
She licks her lips and slowly un-tucks her top from her skirt. The material is stretchy and clings to her skin as she slides her shirt off of her body. She’s wearing a black lace bra, and it’s the first time I get a view of some of her other tattoos. She has a mandala of a lotus flower adorned with two moons under her breasts and a sprig of lavender tattooed on her left collarbone.
My finger trails the top of the lace. Her tits are full and creamy white. Basically spilling over the material begging to be touched.
“This too, pet,” I say, tugging on the lace. She looks at me while her arms wrap behind her back and she unclasps the bra, sending it to the floor. Her nipples are pierced with barbells through each nipple. The end of each barbell has purple studs. The color contrasts perfectly against her pale skin.
I gently push the barbell to the side, testing her sensitivity, earning me a moan. “So beautiful, Blair.” She blushes and looks away. I put my thumb under her chin and force her to look at me.
“Does my fierce little witch not know how to take a compliment?” She goes to look away again, and I grab her jaw more firmly. “Daddy’s just going to have to work on that, isn’t he? Sit on my lap.” I let go of her jaw and relax against her couch, putting my legs closer together so she can straddle me. I’m worried that she’s gone quiet and I need to make sure that she’s doing okay.
I glide my hands down her arms and can’t help it as I stare at her tits, they bounce slightly, when she straddles me. I almost forgot that she gave me her panties and nothing separates us, except the fact that she is still wearing her cute little skirt. That can stay.
“Blair, are you all right?” I ask, rubbing her arms.
“M’ fine. I’m not used to the attention, I suppose?”
“Mmm, we’ll have to work on that. Because I plan on giving you plenty of attention. So soft and beautiful.” I nuzzle against her breasts and she pushes into me. My tongue leaning forward and tracing the piercing before putting her whole nipple in my mouth. I swirl the piercing with my tongue clicking the metal in between my teeth before sucking again. Her hands grab onto my shoulders for purchase as she groans as I suck harder. “Sensitive, pet?”
“Very, don’t stop.” Her voice is pure sin. If I didn’t already know she was a witch, a succubus would have been a close second.
I palm both of her tits and give each one attention with my mouth. Tugging on the piercings with enough pressure to make her squirm on my lap. Then switching it up and taking her whole nipple into my mouth.
My palms drag down to her narrow waist, finally resting on her thick thighs. They look even better pressed down against my legs. I knead my thumbs into them, and Blair leans over to place kisses along my neck. She isn’t gentle as she sucks and bites the skin. I like that she isn’t meek or shy. She tugs on my short beard as she nips at my earlobe.
“Careful, witch.” I grab a handful of her ass and grind her down on my cock so she can feel what she’s doing to me.
“I don’t want to be careful,” she says.
“What do you want?”
“I want to please you.” Her words shoot straight to my cock and I groan.
