My response was somewhere between a hum and a whimper, and he chuckled against my skin. “I fucking love how responsive you are, Piper. I’ve never been with anyone quite like you.” His palms found the globes of my ass cheeks, and he gave a hard squeeze. “Bend over. Put your hands on the door.”
A gush of wetness soaked my pussy at his words, and when he backed away from me, giving me room to move, I took several steps back from the door and hinged at the waist, bending myself into a perfect L-shape as I placed my palms on the wooden surface.
“Fuck,” Jayce muttered, sounding a little tortured already. “You look so damn good like that.”
His hands came back to my ass, and I felt movement behind me but couldn’t tell quite what he was doing. Just as I turned my head to look back over my shoulder, Jayce buried his face in my pussy from behind.
I let out a strangled noise of pleasure, my fingers scrabbling at the door as I almost lost my balance and pitched forward. The hellhound had licked my pussy plenty of times, but he’d never gone in from this angle before, and something about the feel of it, of having his tongue lap through my folds while his hands kneaded and massaged the flesh of my ass with an almost bruising grip, made my pussy walls clench tight with desperate need.
“God, yes, Pipes. You’re so fucking sweet.”
His words were muffled, and he barely got them out before he was back to torturing me with his tongue again.
“Fuck! Jayce!”
I was sure my fingernails would leave marks on the wood, the way I was scratching at it like a cat in heat. With one more flick of his unreasonably talented tongue, I came hard—and as the pleasure roared through me, tensing and relaxing all my muscles, Jayce slipped one thick finger into my ass.
I came again, the second orgasm rising up before the first had even finished.
My knees almost buckled, but Jayce secured his free hand around my waist, surging to his feet and holding me up as his finger worked in and out of my puckered hole.
“You like that?”
“Yes,” I panted, twisting and writhing as I tried to—well, I wasn’t even sure what anymore. I didn’t know if I was trying to escape the intense sensations or chase more of them, but my entire body seemed to buzz with an electric sort of high.
“Good. Because I’m gonna claim that sexy ass tonight, Piper. I told you I would. Are you ready for that?”
I nodded weakly, rocking back on my heels as I tried to take more of his finger inside myself.
He groaned in appreciation, sliding it in a little deeper before withdrawing it, leaving me empty and unsatisfied. He dropped his head to bite down on my right ass cheek, and as the shock of pain made me yelp, he chuckled.
I lost his touch for a minute as he crossed the room and then came back, and when I felt the smooth, cool glide of something wet dripping between my ass cheeks, I held my breath, clamping my bottom lip between my teeth.
Two fingers followed the lube down, spreading my cheeks to work circles around the tight ring of muscles, spreading the lube before dipping briefly inside. Anticipation was making it hard for me to relax, and Jayce draped his body over mine, trailing soft kisses over my shoulders and down my spine. “Let me in, baby. Relax for me. Touch yourself and focus on how good it feels. I promise I’ll make you feel good.”
His words were like an aphrodisiac, that same incredible blend of soothing and arousing. I dragged one hand away from the door, sliding it down my body until my fingers found the hard nub of my clit. It was still sensitive from my earlier orgasm, but that only made me hungry for more—the succubus magic inside me was like a sponge for pleasure, soaking it up and never becoming too full.
Jayce’s fingers pressed deeper into my ass, and I pushed back against him, groaning in pleasure as I worked toward another orgasm. The foreign sensation made everything feel heightened, and as he slid another knuckle-deep inside me, stretching and relaxing the muscles, I felt an overwhelming urge to feel more of him.
I wanted his cock. I wanted his heart and mind and body.
I wanted every single part of this beautiful, sunny man.
And I wanted to give him something of myself too. A part of myself no one had ever had before.
“Jayce!” I gasped, bumping my hips against him faster, urging him on. “I’m ready. I need you—please!”
“Fucking hell, Pipes. You drive me insane.”
His voice was a rasp as he slid his fingers out of me. That feeling of emptiness returned, but I didn’t mind it this time, because I knew it was only the precursor to something amazing. My fingers kept moving over my clit as I felt the bro
ad head of Jayce’s cock squeeze into me. It was bigger than his fingers, but the slight sting of pain only enhanced the pleasure. I rocked back against him, inviting him in deeper, and he groaned, grabbing my hips—to steady me or himself, I wasn’t sure.
I could feel his muscles shaking, his entire body tensing up from the effort of taking this slow. After a few more gentle thrusts, I felt his pelvis press against my ass cheeks as he sank in to the hilt.
The feel of him flush against me, of his cock so deep inside me, of my fingers still moving in quick, sharp circles pushed me over the edge. I dropped my head, groaning out my release as Jayce grunted behind me.
“Fuck, Piper. I can feel that. I have to move, are you ready?”