“No problem, let me know if you need anything else!”
Tamsin waits for her to go back behind the ice cream counter before diving into her lava cake. She takes a bite and moans. “Damn, I wish her deserts weren’t so good.”
“Why?” I’ve also sampled the ice cream, feeling very relaxed after the first bite.
Tamsin just smiles at me, eyes now roving over my chest in a way that makes me feel lightheaded and fuzzy. I have a sudden urge to leave the ice cream shop and head to her apartment, even though we just got here.
“She can be a little nosy sometimes, but she means well. How’re you feeling?”
“Relaxed. Very relaxed. Being in town can make me feel…weird, but I feel nice right now. I think I like ice cream.” I slurp down another bite, watching people walk the town, going about their daily business. Every now and again, I spot a monster, or a demon carrying their shopping, or kissing their mate like it's the most natural thing in the world. “It feels right,” I murmur.
“It’s the ice cream, it’s enchanted. So is my lava cake, just in case you were interested.” Tamsin’s foot slides up my leg under the table.
Her eyes are bright with that familiar mischievous energy. “Are you…wanting to leave?”
“Definitely.”
“You’re not done with your dessert.”
“I’m hungry for something else.” Her hand sizzles up my arm, the now-familiar static electricity of her magic igniting my cock.
“I think I’m hungry for something else, too. Back to your place?” Standing quickly, I almost knock over my chair.
“Rowan, we’re leaving, see you at book club!” Tamsin shouts over her shoulder, pulling me through the door. Just before it closes, I hear Rowan give a chuckle under her breath, and I could have sworn I heard her say, “My lava cake works every time!”
We race down the street, fumbling with the lock into Tamsin’s shop, and make a beeline for the stairs to her apartment. This is the first time I’ve ever been up here, and as soon as we open the doo,r Tamsin is pushing me down onto the bed, unzipping my pants.
“I think it’s time for you to have another sexual revolution.” She yanks my jeans down, freeing my hard cock, kneeling between my knees.
“Tamsin, wh-” I stammer, unsure of what more there could be. All I ever want is to please her, butholy shit. She glides her lips over my cockhead with whisperlight precision, causing all thoughts, questions, anxiety to stop. A single lick from her tongue curls my toes.
“Tamsin, what are you…ahhh…fuck!” I’m in her mouth and she’s bobbing her head up and down, suckling me and swirling her magical tongue over and over in a dizzying pattern. Those lips, those juicy lucsious lips are worshipping my cock, sucking my cock as though something delicious can be found inside. Her small hands cup my heavy sac, massaging me, almost indecent slurping noises coming from her as she moans, sending vibrations right into my spine. My hips start to match her rhythm, I can’t stop.
Looking down, I see her mouth bowed out, taking the length of me, her chest heaving in her sweater. That fuzzy, softpink sweater is taunting me, trapping her heavy breasts. It’s not fair that she’s so covered up and I’m exposed. I want to see her, feel her supple flesh under my hands, feel her hips.
Pulling her away from me, my cock slips from her moth with a faintpop!She starts to protest, but I don’t hear her. Instead, I rip away that sweater, tearing at it like tissue paper, shredding it along with her bra clean off her body, her breasts tumbling out. Next, her tight jeans, in one long strip, I peel those away, taking her soaked panties with them. Kicking her legs apart I yank her to me, her legs straddling my lap, my cock just notched at her slick opening.
“You’re mine, and I want to fill you up. I needed these.” Her breasts sway heavily in my face as I suck on one nipple, and then the other as she wriggles on my lap, whimpering in her attempts to sink herself down onto me. “What’s that called, putting my cock in your mouth? Is that magic?”
She giggles, a sound like tinkling windchimes in the wind. She’s breathless from struggling, which only makes her breasts jiggle around more, something I’m enjoying.
“Ezren!” She huffs.
“Tell me, and then I’ll fill you up. That’s what you want, isn’t it?”
“Yes.” She moans, before letting out an exasperated sigh. “It’s called a blow job. I wanted you to come in my mouth.”
Eyebrows crinkle in confusion, “But…you sucked my cock, you didn’t blow on it? This doesn't make any sense.”
“You have a lot to learn. And I can’t wait to show you.” She leans forward, nibbling on my ear.
“Spread your legs, Tamsin,” I whisper, leaning back so I can see her dusty rose cunt, so wet for me already. My fingers find her little bud, the one that makes her shiver all over. My other hand guides her hips down, letting her weight sink onto me, watching as my cock disappears inside her, relishing in her warmth. Spreading my wings out wide to hold her body, I can let go and lean back as she bounces on my cock. We find our rhythm, her holding onto my wings, and me thrusting my hips up to meet her, wet slapping sounds filling the room.
Her chest is flushing, her hips jerking, and I can tell she’s close when the yellow light of her magic where we’re joined begins to glow, becoming brighter and brighter. Pulling her tight, wrapping my arms around her, enveloping her in my wings, I whisper into her ear, “I love you, Tamsin.”
“I love you!”
As we come together, we’re showered in glimmers of magic, engulfing us.
