His breath was already ragged, mouth pressing excited kisses to my throat as his hand worked between my legs.
“Yes, that’s good.” I rode his hand, tangling my fingers in his hair. “You can rub me faster.” The stiff pole in his pants created friction against my inner thighs, but I knew better than to touch him there.
“Fuck, I just want to…” He buried his face in my chest, mussing his hair even worse than my hands.
I pulled off my shirt and bra, balling them up in the corner between the bench and the wall as Zach feasted on my flesh.
“You can touch me too,” he mouthed between my breasts before dragging his lips over to one nipple. “Take me out of my pants.”
“Zach,” I whimpered at the sweet bite of his mouth on my sensitive peak. The combination of that and his hand working tirelessly at my clit had me writhing. “Are you sure?”
“Yes, I’m sure,” he groaned, licking a path back up to my neck. “I wasn’t ready in the moment, but I’m dying to feel you touch me again.”
He bucked when I palmed his thick shaft, groping the shape of him before I went for his belt and zipper. His hand pulled away from between my legs as I freed him, and for a moment I wondered if he had second thoughts. Before I could ask, his hand slipped into the waistband of my leggings, coming into contact with my bare, slick pussy.
“Oh, you’re wet,” he grunted, dick twitching in my fist. “So wet.”
“You can...oh, Zach! Yes, that!” Exploring fingers had found my entrance already, pressing inside as his thumb swept over my clit.
“Bad little virgin,” I purred, sinking onto his fingers as I twisted my hand around his base. “How did you know to do that?”
His already-blushing face darkened even more. “I...might have seen a video or two before.”
“Naughty.” I clicked my tongue, tightening my grip on his cock. “Good thing you’re at confession, Father.”
“Is that what this is?” He pumped his fingers into me harder, attacking my other breast with his dirty little mouth.
My retort was lost on a moan as I found a rhythm on his hand that was just right. He watched me with hungry eyes, so eager to please and learn. We didn’t speak, only the wet sounds of crashing flesh and ragged breaths filling the small box.
“Zach…” My breath felt stolen from my lungs every time I tried to tell him something, words lost as my brain tried to compute the pleasure coiling inside me like a compressed spring. He wasn’t that close yet, so why did I feel like…
“Zach,” I whimpered, filled with disbelief. “I’m gonna...I’m gonna come!”
“Yes, Deyva.” His growl was low and sexy, something I expected more from Stavros. “Let me feel it.”
My grip had slackened on his cock at some point, trembling hands now clutching his shoulders as I hovered over his lap. His fingers crashed into me up to the last knuckle, curling against my walls for more friction as his thumb remained steady on my clit.
What the fuck? This isn’t supposed to happen! Pleasure overrode my shock as I bit Zach’s shoulder to stifle my scream. The explosive pulses of my release shot out in all directions before settling into heavy bliss.
“Holy shit, Deyva!” Zach’s arms now wrapped around my back, holding me to him. “I think I felt some of your pleasure, that was so fucking hot.”
“I...wow, yeah.”
I couldn’t make any rational sense of it. All my life, I believed I could only feed from someone else’s orgasm. No other succubus or incubus had ever mentioned being able to come like a human.
But then again, no one had ever insisted on pleasing me to that point, either. Stavros had tried, but I brushed him off, assuming it wasn’t possible.
“You okay, there?” Zach nuzzled kisses along the side of my face, as if I wasn’t already melted and gooey enough.
“Yeah, just...recovering.”
He chuckled, the swell of pride from him tasting decadent. “Sit on me when you’re ready.”
“Hm? You mean…?”
“On my cock, yeah.”
The word sounded especially dirty coming from his mouth, and I had to pull away to make sure I heard him correctly. He pushed my leggings down my thighs and I watched dumbly as he wrestled me out of the fabric.
“You want to…?”
“Lose my virginity to you, yes.” He swallowed, looking determined. “I wasn’t sure this morning, but I am now.”
“Zach, that wasn’t that long ago. Are you sure—”
He pressed down on my hips, so swiftly