Succubus Dreams Page 0,82
I teased. "You've come to your senses."
Seth smiled at me, and my heart raced at the juxtaposition of the animal desire and trademark laidback look on his face. "Nope," he said. "Let's see how far we can go."
"You already know," I said. "We've timed this before."
That was a bit of an exaggeration. We'd never had a stopwatch or anything, but we'd gained a good sense of how long and how deep a kiss could go before it was time to part.
He shook his head. "Not kissing. This."
I wore a black tank top with a red cardigan over it. Seth reached out and unfastened the sweater's three large buttons and pulled it off of me. Letting it drop to the floor, he then rested his hands on my arms, fingers warm against my bare skin. He looked at me expectantly.
"We're timing how quickly you can take off my sweater?" I asked.
"Wrong answer. It's not always about you."
Removing his hands, he caught the bottom edge of his Cap'n Crunch T-shirt and pulled it over his head. He'd pulled me to his chest before it even hit the floor, and suddenly, I was face to face with golden, delicious-smelling Seth skin. Lots of it. Resisting the urge to start kissing his chest then and there, I looked up into his face and attempted levity.
"Is this like strip poker? Except...without the poker part?"
"This, Thetis," he said, grabbing the edge of my tank top, "is a test. A test to see how far we can go on all dimensions. Not just kissing."
I should have stopped him, but the feel of his hands sliding up my torso was too intoxicating. The tank top went over my head and joined the other clothing on my kitchen floor.
I laughed. "So...we know how much kissing we can do. Now you're trying to see how much naked we can do?"
"Yes," he said. He was attempting a dignified air. "It's a scientific experiment."
"Mostly it seems like you pulling off my clothes."
"That's part of it. We know how much we can kiss. But can we kiss naked? How long can we kiss naked? Is it the same?"
"I don - "
Again, he cut me off with a kiss, and my whole body tingled as my breasts pressed up against his chest. There was nothing between us, just skin on skin, and it was incredible. Between that and the kiss, I felt dizzy.
And so, Seth's experiment progressed. He removed articles of our clothing one at a time, then would kiss me, pause, and examine the results. When we were both completely naked, he stepped back and admired my body, his face gleeful and smug.
"I don't think the succubus thing is working," he said.
"Oh, it works, believe me," I said, suddenly nervous. Every inch of me wanted to be touched and caressed and ravaged. My skin burned. And the hunger within me - the instinct that urged me to feed off human energy - was raging, realizing just how close it was to dinnertime. This had started out as an amusing game, but it now occurred to me how dangerous this had become. "It's less about naked and more about us not kissing so much. Remember that time we started making out in bed? I got some of your energy then, and we were dressed. Push this enough - or start doing things with other parts of our bodies - and it'll be game over." I stepped back and reached for my shirt. "But you made good scientific progress tonight, I'll give you that."
Seth caught my wrist before I could get the shirt. He pulled me back to him. "Just a little bit more. Just to see." He still had the same intensity and arousal all over him. I'd seen it in him before but never like this.
"What more is there?" I asked.
"Just one more kiss," he said, feigning innocence. "A...parting kiss."
"Oh good grief."
"One kiss, Thetis. That's it."
I hesitated, then nodded. "Okay. Fine. But I'm onto you, so don't think you can get away with anything here."
"Noted."
At least that's what I think he said because it came out kind of muffled with his mouth crushing mine. I was pressed back against the counter again, and his hand was moving down my ass, down the back of my thigh. We were so close. So, so close. We'd never been this close, this naked, before. We'd certainly never been this naked and kissing before. I felt alive and on fire, craving him both as a succubus and