Back Extra Witchy
Chapters (39)
  1. Front Cover
  2. Title Page
  3. Copyright
  4. Contents
  5. Chapter 1
  6. Chapter 2
  7. Chapter 3
  8. Chapter 4
  9. Chapter 5
  10. Chapter 6
  11. Chapter 7
  12. Chapter 8
  13. Chapter 9
  14. Chapter 10
  15. Chapter 11
  16. Chapter 12
  17. Chapter 13
  18. Chapter 14
  19. Chapter 15
  20. Chapter 16
  21. Chapter 17
  22. Chapter 18
  23. Chapter 19
  24. Chapter 20
  25. Chapter 21
  26. Chapter 22
  27. Chapter 23
  28. Chapter 24
  29. Chapter 25
  30. Chapter 26
  31. Chapter 27
  32. Chapter 28
  33. Chapter 29
  34. Chapter 30
  35. Epilogue
  36. Excerpt from Boss Witch
  37. Acknowledgments
  38. About the Author
  39. Back Cover

But honestly, his cock had an ego, because it swelled more beneath her admiring gaze. He squeezed his eyes shut, trying to get a handle on his emotions. Embarrassment warred with…pride? Yeah, fuck. It was ridiculous how much he wanted to make this good for her. Memorable, even, in the way he never was.

“That thing should have its own zip code,” she said decisively. “Take it easy on me, okay? I’m not exactly new at this, but you’re packing more than I’m used to.”

With her avid eyes locked on his junk, it took him two tries to get the condom on, and then he nudged forward, tilting her body to meet his first thrust. Taking Leanne at her word, he pushed in slow and careful, pausing at the halfway point when she started to squirm. He leaned in for a kiss, and she nuzzled her mouth into his with a little purr, her tongue swirling around his until his heart kicked in his chest.

She wants this. I want her. It’s all good.

“How am I doing?”

“You want a Yelp review or what?” She grinned and nipped his lower lip.

He’d never laughed so much during sex, yet it didn’t even seem strange. Oh fuck, yes. Once he pushed all the way in, he closed his eyes, trying to get a grip on the unexpected intensity. Trev forgot they were at a party, forgot everything but the woman wrapped around him. She held on while he fucked her, and he moaned because it felt so damn good.

Sometimes they kissed while they fucked, but mostly, he buried his face in her shoulder, biting down to keep from yelling while she rolled her hips against him. If he went as hard as he wanted to, he might break the sink and the mirror, and hell if he wanted to be remembered as the dude who wrecked the downstairs bathroom at this party.

Finally, she whispered, “I’m getting close,” and came all over his cock.

The tight clutch of her pussy carried him over, and he filled the condom in panting spurts. His head went gloriously clear—no thoughts, no anxiety, nothing but the endless pleasure of her making him whole. When the orgasm glow faded a little, so did some of that euphoria. What an absurd thing to imagine about a total stranger.

When he was sure he could manage without falling over, he drew back and pulled out. At least he could still deal with a condom neatly. Leanne hopped off the sink, and she wobbled a little. Trev took serious pleasure in that as he steadied her.

“You okay?”

“I’m awesome.”