Slow Burn by Sascha Illyvich

beautiful creature.”
    Impatiently, she began fumbling with his shirt. “You can
take this off.” She tugged at it. “Or I can yank it off and you’ll need a new
shirt.”
    Before he could respond, she ripped the shirt off him,
exposing him.
    She let out a low whistle of appreciation. “I guess we’re
even now.”
    Derrick cocked his head. “Are you going to stare at me?” He
chuckled. “Or are we going to fuck?”
    Her mouth curled up in a smile. She shoved against his
chest, batted her eyelashes, and scooted her ass over his crotch. “We’re going
to fuck. Now.”
    Derrick braced himself.
    Sonja slithered down his body, covering his chest with
kisses and bites. He shivered against each one, especially when she took a
nipple in her mouth and sucked.
    If she took his cock in her hot little mouth, he’d lose it
instantly. No other woman had this finesse or wickedness in her sex, and
Derrick wanted her to know it. He’d make damn sure she came and came hard.
    She bit down, applying gentle pressure and suckling, just
like he’d do to her. He should have stopped her and tried to figure out what
they were doing in a foreign bed and what their next move would be, but logic
failed him.
    Her power probed his mind again. Ever so slightly, it broke
his concentration just enough to reveal her presence.
    “You’re only allowed to use your body to do this, sweet
Jesus!” Her teeth grazed against his now exposed hip.
    When did she slide his jeans down?
    Her tongue sliding along the cord of muscle stole any
thought from him. She held his erection firmly with one hand while her other
cupped his balls and tugged lightly.
    “How did you?”
    She arched a brow. “Witch, remember?” She bent forward and
stroked his cock with her tongue while her breasts pressed against his thighs.
    His balls drew up against his body and her fingers continued
rolling them around, tugging the sack. She drew a nail up the ridge of his
balls, making him shudder.
    He looked down the length of his body, saw her ass up in the
air while she bit and sucked at flesh, driving the heat level higher between
them. This needs to stop , some part of him thought. They were…
    The warmth of her mouth sealed over him. She took most of
his cock in, swirled her tongue around it like a candy cane, before sucking
hard while drawing up the length of his shaft until she popped the head out.
    He hissed through clenched teeth and gripped the bed sheets
tightly.
    Her mouth worked up and down the length of his shaft. Her
tongue snaked around the thick head of his cock, making his breath race. His heart
beat faster and faster in tune with her sucking. “If you don’t stop, I’m going
to come.”
    She popped the head of his cock out of her mouth again and
grinned. “That’s the point.”
    Not if he could help it. He wanted to be inside her heat
when he had his release, and he wanted her to have hers first, while he still
gripped something resembling sanity.
    The probe in his mind disappeared, leaving behind a
lingering sensation she quickly erased with her wicked tongue.
    She lifted her head and let strands of hair fall on each
side of her face, giving her the look of a witch bent on seduction. “You’re
cute telling me no, babe. But…” She gave him one last lick. “I get off on power
play, too.” She blinked and began crawling up his body. “I am dying for this.
So…” Her breasts pillowed against his chest. Their eyes met, and she stared
back just as fiercely as his beast. “Fuck me, cat.”
    He couldn’t ignore the demanding tone in her voice. Yet, it
wasn’t magic, it was simply…her.
    Sultry, sensual, and slightly dominating.
    He caught her jeans, popped the button, and tugged the
zipper down to expose more of her heady, memorable scent, along with smooth,
creamy flesh. Derrick inhaled, drawing that scent into his nose and mind
forever. No relationships , he reminded himself, but he could have the
memories of a happy time for now.
    She snickered