“Is this what you want, pet? You want me to fuck you hard from behind? Grab your little skirt and ride you until I fill you up with my cum?”

“Yes, please. I’ve never wanted it this bad.” It feels like our magic is intertwining itself, and if I were smart I would stop this. I haven’t even been inside of her and I already feel addicted. It’s too much, too fast.

Never said I was smart.

I line my cock up against her dripping pussy and rub the head up and down her slit. It’s in that moment that reality sinks in.

“Birth control?” I ask softly, pissed at myself for pausing our momentum.

“IUD and I take a potion.”

“Thank fuck.” I push into her hard and fast. No preamble. “So fucking wet for your daddy, aren’t you, pet?”

“Yes, you make me feel so good. Don’t stop.” With one hand on her hip and the other gripping her skirt, I fuck her hard, her ass smacking against my pelvis and my balls hitting her clit with every thrust. I can feel myself about to come already and that won’t do.

I pull out of her and grab the base of my cock hard, making me groan. Once the feeling passes, I put myself inside of her again, but pull her up with an arm wrapped around her chest. So her back is flush with my chest. I have to flip the skirt up so I can lazily circle her clit.

“Your tight pussy was trying to get me to come before I was ready,” I whisper against her hair. We’re both sweaty and breathless as I fuck her slow—shallow thrusts into her wet, perfect cunt. “I want to feel you come around my cock, pet. Can you do that for me?”

She doesn’t answer, and I pick up the pace of my thrusts and the pressure against her clit. “Can you do that for me, Blair?”

“Yes, oh, fuck. I’m coming.” Her smaller body shivers against mine, and I feel her clenching around my length. Bright stars flash behind my eyes as my magic tingles under my skin. My magic has never been so present during sex. As her softer magic edges against mine, it pushes me over the edge. I moan into her neck as I fill her with my cum, her body shakes against mine and I can feel my thighs wanting to give out. I continue holding her up against my chest for a moment until her small hands tap on my forearm.

“I need to pee,” she whispers, her cheeks blushing.

“Okay,” I say, letting her out of my arms and I lie back on her bed.

What the fuck was that?