Sabine chuckled and pulled back to look up at me. “You okay?”
“Nothing bruised but my ego,” I replied, my chest heaving.
She smiled mischievously and leaned back, saying, “You taste so good, baby.”
My core flooded at that. Warmth filled my veins as she dropped her mouth back to my clit, and I moaned, letting her drive me higher and higher.
Fuck, did she know what she was doing.
Within a few ragged breaths, I was already teetering on the edge.
How?
I thought I knew what sex was supposed to be like before her, but now, I realized that my exes had no idea what they were doing. The fact that they’d even found my clit was a miracle, but when they’d gotten there, they’d had no idea what to do with it.
But Sabine knewexactlywhat to do. Her hot, wet tongue circled my swollen bud at the perfect pace and pressure. It was as if she were in my head, as if she could feel every sensation for herself.
“I . . .” It was the only warning I could give her. I barely had time to lift my hand and cover my mouth before I was coming.
Sabine groaned into my pussy, making my echoes of pleasure go on and on.
When she stood up and I gathered up all my swoony bits to put myself back together, we couldn’t help but giggle. I felt like I’d just gotten off a roller coaster. My hair was tousled, my voice was hoarse, and sweat dampened my brow. All while Sabine looked like the happiest, most mischievous cat.
“I wish my magic could freeze time and keep making you feel that good forever,” she said.
With a wicked grin, I wrapped my arms around her neck, spinning then pinning her back to the wall, just like I had in the boat shed. “When’s it going to be my turn?” I asked, suddenly very aware of how bare my ass was under my skirt.
“When do you want it to be?”
“Now,” I insisted, dropping my mouth to hers and tasting my release on her tongue. I fumbled with her belt, opening her shorts just enough to drop a hand in.
She was already soaking wet, and I hummed in satisfaction as my fingers explored her. I started moving my hand over her in the same way she’d driven me wild. The pads of my fingers pressed and circled her clit, but despite her panting breaths, my nerves got the better of me. I wanted it to be good for her. I wanted her to feel as amazing as I did.
“Is this okay?” I dropped my mouth to her neck, kissing a line across her throat and over her collarbone.
“Goddess, I love what you’re doing.” She groaned, which was all the affirmation I needed. “Faster.”
I worked her clit at her command until she was bucking her hips and digging her nails into my wrist.
“Shit, Gwen.” She moaned, grabbing me by the back of my neck and bringing my mouth to hers as she came.
It was the most electrifying thing I’d ever felt, even more than my own orgasm. Making her come with only my touch, having her moan her pleasure into my mouth, it was like something had scrambled up my insides and reorganized them into something better.
I didn’t know how or why, but these last few moments together and the raw intimacy we shared . . .
I was falling. Hard. Sabine was everything I was too unaware to know I needed.
I was falling in love with this witch.
“That was . . .” She sighed. “Amazing.”
We relished in another long kiss, but the sound of clattering plates from the mess hall brought us crashing back to reality.
“I have to go, but I want to see you later,” she said, her hands quickly buttoning her shorts as I put some believable distance between us.
I nodded just as a group of girls started coming down the path. Before they rounded the corner, Sabine gave me one last kiss, then dashed away. My cheeks burned, but more importantly, I hurried toward the Flower Moon cabin to change. Because next time Sabine took a souvenir, it would be lacy.
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