with a jumpy alertness that didn’t know what to do or where to go. Eating the food that Henry was kind enough to bring wasn’t sufficient; it almost felt like I needed to run laps around the house, otherwise I would never be able to lie down again. And with him sitting there across the room, looking good enough to have for dessert...
It felt a little disreputable or at least inappropriate to crave sex after the awful day, and with what happened to Silas still lingering, but my body wanted him with an urgency that only seemed matched by how much he wanted me. I hardly had to waggle my eyebrows at him and he’d carried me into the bathroom and managed to lose all his clothes as he went.
He kissed me until it felt like my lips would bruise, and barely paused to turn on the water before he started tearing at my clothes, too. His mouth left a heated trail down my throat and I held on to his shoulders as he knelt to pull my jeans off and throw them through the half-open door. I worked my hands into his hair and closed my eyes as I gripped the towel bar for balance as his hands and mouth paused to take advantage of their proximity to my thighs.
He breathed against my stomach and worked his fingers between my thighs until I moved my feet apart. My fingers dug into his scalp and my head fell back against the wall as his mouth found my slit. He gripped my ass until I tilted my hips and gave him more room. I could hardly breathe as the room filled with steam and all of my energy went into staying on my feet as he feasted on me and sent lightning through every inch of me. My toes curled and my voice pitched high as I whispered, “This feels wrong.”
“I beg your pardon?” Henry gave me a dark look as he kept caressing my thighs.
“Not that,” I said, my whole face burning with embarrassment. He grumbled and nipped at a particularly sensitive spot and I went up on my toes with a gasp. “You should definitely keep doing…that.”
When he did, I nearly lost my train of thought completely. I moved against his mouth as Henry held me close and sucked hard against the bead of nerves that made me groan in anticipation. A rising tide of sheer need started at my toes and built with each nibble and hard wave of suction. “I meant... Oh my. Just… Right there. I meant having sex. After today. And what happened with…oh.”
I dug my fingers into his scalp and held him tight as I arched and moved to meet the clever press of his fingers as he finally slid inside me. Sparks ignited behind my eyes.
Henry broke away for a moment, though he kept thrusting his fingers deep into me and curling them, searching for the spot that had me whining and bouncing and trying desperately to get there. “Nope. Sex is good. Sex is life. Sex means we won. Best way to celebrate a victory, witch. Now stop messing around and come all over my face.”
My knees failed as the tidal wave carried me away and all of me tightened up the moment his tongue found its target once more. It was a damn good thing he caught my hips and kept me from passing all the way out, otherwise I would have ended up on the floor. I hardly even remembered to breathe.
Henry chuckled as he kissed his way back up to my breasts and then my throat, murmuring, “It’s good to know you do what I say sometimes.”
“Only if it’s what I was already planning to do,” I breathed, my eyes still closed. I managed to wrap my arms around him so he could pick me up and move us into the shower. “So don’t think you can use your powers for evil.”
“Never.”
I braced myself against the slippery tile and managed to stand on my own as a few ripples of ecstasy ran through me when the hot water bounced off my already sensitive skin. Henry picked up a loofah and enthusiastically dumped body wash on it, creating an absolutely ridiculous amount of suds, and started soaping me down with just as much energy. I just had to stand there, trying not to laugh or moan, as he seemed to enjoy it even more than I did.