The Witch's Desire. Elle James
talking, a little more action.” She sealed his lips with a kiss, her tongue thrusting through to tangle with his. When she broke free, Demi slid her mouth along his jawline and down to his throat, scooting over him to take one of his little brown nipples into her mouth.
Already his cock was so hard he could drive nails with it and she wanted it even harder when he drove it into her.
His body tense, his jaw tight, Cal said, “Babe, I’m not sure I can take much more of this.”
“Two minutes. That’s all I’m asking you to wait. Then it’s my turn.” She ripped the gown over her head and tossed it over the chair beside the bed. “And I want the whole enchilada.” Demi plumped her full breasts. “These haven’t seen near the amount of action they should.”
“I’m on it.” He leaned forward and sucked one nipple into his mouth.
Her core heated and she pressed her breast deeper. “That’s more like it. But I’m not done with you.” She tore free and wiggled her way down his legs, her mouth blazing a path along his chest and over his flat abs to where his cock jutted up, straight and proud, pulsing with his need.
“Ready to be ignited?” She slid her lips over him, tonguing the tip, dipping into the hole on the end.
He surged upward, filling her mouth with his thick girth, thrusting deep until his cock bumped the back of her throat. She pulled back. “Eager, are we?”
“It’s been more than a week,” he said through gritted teeth. “What can I say?”
“Please?”
He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. “Please.”
Demi cupped his balls and lowered her mouth over him again, taking him all the way in, then slipped up to the velvety rim and back down again. He pumped into her mouth, his hips rocking.
Demi loved to get him off. It made her hot and slicked her channel better than anything. Well, almost as much as when he went down on her. That was pure heaven.
The thought made her impatient for her turn. When she thought she had him on the very edge, Demi pulled free and spun around, giving him access to her.
He scooted diagonally across the bed, parted her thighs and positioned her knees on either side of his head, then captured her buttocks in his big hands and lowered her on top of him until his tongue could flick the lips of her channel.
A moan rose up her throat and she sank down, sucking his dick into her mouth, taking him in and out, loving the musky taste of him, the hard shaft encased in velvety skin.
Cal parted her folds and tongued her clit, licking it in long, sweeping strokes, priming her engine before he began flicking the strip of flesh so tightly packed with nerves.
Her fingers sinking into Cal’s buttocks, Demi pulled him deeper into her mouth as he thrust his tongue into her cunt. It was great…but not nearly enough. He fingered her anus, poking his thumb into the tight hole.
Demi arched her back and sank lower until he could suck her clit into his mouth. She was on fire, so hot she was going to explode.
It started in her core, rippling outward like a flash of lightning, spreading across her body in tingling waves all the way to her toes. She let go of his cock and held her breath in her throat while she rode the waves for a few brief seconds.
Then Cal was shoving her down his legs. She crawled forward as he scooted out from under her, and came up to his knees on the bed behind her. His hands gripped her hips, he positioned his cock at her entrance and slammed home, filling her to full, his girth stretching her deliciously.
With each thrust, she rocked backward, taking him deeper, loving the rapid-fire pumping, the animalistic position and the vigor with which he took her.
Faster and faster, he fucked her until he halted suddenly, leaned over her and grasped her breasts then thrust one last time, his cock throbbing inside her.
After a long, thoroughly satisfying moment, he pulled her down on the bed beside him and into his embrace.
“Now that’s a good start to this vacation,” she said, snuggling into the crook of his arm, her cheek resting against his warm chest. “Where is it you said we were going?” She yawned, her eyelids already drooping.
He stroked her arm, his hand gliding over her hip to cup her buttocks. “I didn’t.”
She smiled sleepily. “That’s right. It’s a surprise.”
Chapter Two
“I don’t know what he has planned.” Demi juggled her cell phone against her ear as she balanced her purse on one arm and dragged her suitcase with the other toward the hangar at the Chicago Midway International Airport. “He wasn’t in bed when I woke up this morning. He left a note to meet him at the airport. That’s all I know.”
“Oh, I’m so excited for you,” Selena gushed into Demi’s ear. “He’s taking you away from Chicago, by charter air, no less. What could be more romantic?” She sighed. “I’ve got to get out more.”
“You really need to date, sweetie. You’re a catch by any man’s standards.”
“Yeah, but you and I know it would take a very special man to accept me for who I am.”
“I found one.” Demi’s heart swelled as she caught sight of Cal at the corner of the hangar, talking to a man Demi assumed was a pilot.
“Yes, you did. I hope I’m lucky enough to find a man like Cal to love me and all my baggage.”
“You’ll find one even better suited to you. We’re all different.”
“Some of us more so than others.”
“It still feels weird to consider ourselves part of the paranormal community. I only knew of witches before the incident at Aurai’s college campus.”
“Don’t remind me. Of all the ways to be initiated into the paranormal world, coming face-to-face with a chimera wasn’t ideal.”
“You’re telling me.” Demi shivered. All their power had been nothing compared to the chimera’s when he’d manipulated it against them. “We were lucky to have Cal to help save our butts.”
“It takes all kinds.”
“Indeed it does.”
“Give my love to Cal and you two have a fabulous trip. Oh, and stay away from the east coast. I can sense a big storm building in that direction.”
“Can’t promise you anything since I have no idea where we’re going, but thanks. Love you.” Demi fumbled with the phone, clicked it off and dropped it into her purse.
Cal looked up at that moment and smiled.
The sun didn’t shine any brighter than when Cal smiled at her, and Demi felt like she could conquer the world. Especially knowing she’d be spending the next three days alone with him. No work, no chasing down paranorms, no being shot at, trapped in underground prisons, no being thrown against the walls or lit on fire. Just her, Cal and one king-sized bed.
Demi’s body tingled in all the right places in anticipation of getting naked with this human she loved more than life itself.
He met her halfway across the tarmac and enveloped her in a warm, strong embrace. “Mmmm, you smell like honeysuckle and oranges.” He kissed her soundly, the kiss stretching longer as his tongue thrust between her teeth and slid along hers.
By the time Cal broke the kiss, Demi was breathless. “Getting an early start on our weekend?” she laughed.
“Getting a start, anyway.”
“I can’t believe the chief gave us the weekend free and clear, plus transportation in a charter plane. Who did you have to do to get that thrown into the bargain?”