Witch In Charge - Celia Kyle Page 0,68

take control.

She immediately released him, his slick cock bobbing and throbbing in her face, and stood. He reached for her but she wagged a finger at him.

“Uh, uh, uh,” she warned. “You stay right where you are, mister. And watch.”

She was wearing professional black slacks with heels, a jacket, and blouse. Not exactly sexy, but she doubted he'd complain. He'd better not, anyway. Not if he didn't want a different, less pleasurable punishment than a striptease.

Kicking off her pumps, she unbuttoned her slacks then spun around and bent over at the waist, keeping her legs straight as she slowly shimmied the pants down her legs. Freeing them from her feet while still looking sexy and not falling over wasn't easy, but apparently she managed it, judging by his whispered, “Oh god.”

She smiled in satisfaction.

Once the pants had been eighty-sixed, she turned back to face him and stretched her arms behind her, letting her jacket fall to the floor. With a whispered spell, seductive music played low as she twisted and gyrated in front of Ronun, releasing one button of her blouse at a time. The pace was excruciating for her and she hoped he was suffering just as much.

Finally she reached the last button, but instead of flicking it open, she sucked on her forefinger—that was sexy, right?—then dragged it down the length of the opening to her belly button. Ronun licked his lips as he followed the glistening trail. One quick flick of her fingers and the blouse fell open, revealing the lacy bra restraining the girls.

Clad only in her delicates, Kelly did her best imitation of a stripper—and realized quickly that she'd better not quit her day job. But she must have been good enough for Ronun, because when she whirled around and was facing away from him, he broke the rules of her game and wrapped his arms around her. She was about to scold him when he surprised her by picking her up and tossing her on the bed.

Play time was over, and she couldn't have been happier about it.

With one deft move, he tore her panties free with a sharp, delightfully painful yank. Then, without a word, it was his turn to drop to his knees. Ankles firmly grasped in each hand, he bent low and buried his face in her mound. His tongue was as punishing as hers had been, drawing her to the edge again and again, a series of glorious spasms racking her frame as he held her firmly in place.

Pleasure shot through her like bolts of lightning. She was no longer in control of her body and she didn’t want to be. Ronun kept up the relentless pressure, diving deep and teasing her endlessly. Kelly came with the force of a thunderclap, her body shuddering violently, rattling her senses straight out of her head.

“You are so beautiful,” he murmured against her flesh. “And you’re mine.”

His words sent another spasm ringing through her body. Her clit was on fire and she ached for him. Scrabbling at him for purchase, she tried to pull him up toward her, angling her hips for entry. He merely smiled and stood, looming over her with lust pouring off him in waves.

Pulling her hips up, he braced himself against the edge of the bed and allowed the tip of his cock to barely press against her. Her eyes fluttered closed for a brief moment, then he pulled away. When she opened her eyes to figure out why he'd stopped, he smirked and repositioned himself exactly where she wanted him to be.

He wants eye contact, she thought, almost coming again at the thought.

Holding his gaze, she gave him an almost imperceptible nod. Slowly, painfully slowly, he slid inside her. Neither of them blinked or looked away as their bodies joined together. It was a true merging of souls—and they both knew it. Forces beyond their bodies worked in the air, filling the space with true magic—something that had nothing to do with their powers and everything to do with love.

Ronun rocked into Kelly, gripping her hips until he was sheathed as deeply inside her as he could be. Kelly leaned her head back, wrapping her thighs around him and encouraging him to thrust against her. Ronun ran a hand over her body, pausing to admire her as she stretched before him.

Kelly reached for him and this time he acquiesced, kissing her fiercely as she squirmed under him, trying to get him moving again. The kiss lingered and it