“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.

“Where to start with you?” I lick my lips as I look at her tits one more time. I don’t know why, but the idea of a quick fuck on her couch just isn’t doing it for me. Blair deserves to be devoured. “Bedroom?” I ask, arching an eyebrow at her. She goes to get off my lap, but I hold her still, collecting her ass in the palms of my hands. Her legs wrap around my waist as I stand, and she directs me up the stairs to her bedroom.

Her room is far more feminine than I expected it to be. A mix of dark grays and greens, a large king bed in the center with a soft-looking emerald and black blanket. She has a ridiculous amount of plants along the wall and hanging from the ceiling. Her slate gray dresser houses a variety of crystals and other trinkets. But the most surprising item in her room is a large ball python sitting inside of the wall length terrarium.

She must see my gaze take in the creature, her arms still wrapped around my shoulders. “He’s my familiar. Does it bother you?”

“I’ve never heard of a witch with a snake for a familiar.”

She shrugs her shoulders again. “His name is Fez.”

“Doesn’t bother me. Will it bother him?”

Blair grins at me before kissing me softly. You wouldn’t think Blair as being someone soft and needy. An egotistical part of me hopes that this part of her has been reserved for me.

“I believe you mentioned something about tasting me?” she whispers by the shell of my ear, making me smile.

“Is that what you want, babe? You want my mouth on this wet pussy. I bet when I put you down, I’ll have a wet spot on my pants.”

“Please, daddy,” she whispers and I shiver. I place her down on her back on her soft bed. Her tits bounce with the motion and her skirt flips up, covering her waist. I debate heavily on making her take the skirt off or not. It can stay.