The Witch and Her Second Chance

8 | Lost in flesh

Jo and Verin padded down the hall to a small bathroom that had a shower, toilet and vanity with a sink in it. She helped him wipe his lower torso down and then herself.

"Jump in the shower," she quickly turned the taps on for him, adjusting the handles slightly. He watched keenly, not able to take his eyes off her. His logical side raised its concern at the loopy way he was gazing at her. The thought was pushed down as he entered the stream, turning to look back at Jo.

He reached out to her, indicating for her to join him. She seemed to hesitate before stepping into the small space after him. He stood back so she could be further under the water.

Taking the lead, he washed her where he'd spilled on her, brushing his fingers through her pubic hair.

"I usually last longer than that, but this flesh…"

Jo melted against him as he drew her to him, their mouths meeting under the flow. She leant back, returning the favour by soaping him up.

"Well, I guess we've confirmed we've got chemistry," she laughed, him joining in. It felt like a long time since he'd felt like this.

She rinsed him off. "Enjoy the shower, I'll get your clothes." She exited the shower wrapping a towel around herself.

He felt a spike of concern at leaving so soon. Coming halfway out of the shower he said, "I'll be ready again in–" he glanced down at his semi, worked up by their brief moments washing each other, "very shortly. If you want me to stay."

She bit her lip to stop a smile as her eyes followed his gaze, "Umm…. You've already done so much…" he pulled her to him and kissed her mouth, drawing her body in line with his. He pulled back to see if he'd changed her mind. She looked back at him misty eyed. That kiss had been something. "Let me have a quick word to Jackie."

He couldn't help but listen out to see if he could hear their conversation. He was cursing himself for cumming so quickly, but her body and her response to his had been too much. He couldn't even begin to imagine what it would be like to be inside her.

"You're being too careless Jo."

"I know, but–"

"No buts. You want gonorrhea? Huh? The dreaded herps? Or any other STI?"

"Jack, I–" she took a breath, "I'm sorry. He's just so sexy…"

"I get it." A loud sigh. "If you want him to stay longer that's fine but I think I'll just watch. Make sure you don't make a dumb choice."

"I love you."

"Yeah, yeah," but there was adoration in Jackie's voice despite her attempt to wave off Jo's assurance of her love.

Verin quickly skirted back and jumped under the flowing water again. He was wondering how it worked as a fleeting thought as he saw Jo come back into the room. She had a silk robe on and seemed a little bashful. She didn't have his clothes with her.

"Hey…" she collected a towel and bundled it around him. He toweled off and kept it slung around his waist.

On the way back Verin pointed to a closed door. "What's through there?"

"That's our bedroom." His eyes lingered as they passed it.

Jo happily climbed up on the bed, Jackie already there having put on a tight singlet and short boyleg underwear. Verin cast his eyes over her with appreciation. Her athletic thighs were slightly parted as she reclined back.

He nestled in, cross legged in front of Jo, her sitting with her legs bent over his knees, as he caressed her inner thighs, and she leant back on her hands.

He took his time caressing her through the silk, teasing her breasts and laying his hand flat high on her chest, like she had when she straddled him. Her heartbeat steadily. His fingers splayed, reaching to touch her collarbone, just holding pressure against her.

"How do you want me to take you?"

She had been watching as his semi-firmed completely. Hearing his voice, she looked up at him. Her hazel eyes had a dreamy look to them–affected by the lingering touches of his slender fingers. "I really want you to f**k me in the ass," she replied simply.

He grinned at her forthcomingness. "I have to feel your p***y first, then I'll f**k you there."

Her breath hitched with anticipation.

Jackie appeared by his side with a small packet. When he just looked at it she tore it open and pulled a circular disc object out. Jo stroked his shaft, squeezing lightly at the base and twirling her hand up over his tip.

He moaned, feeling his hardness fully renewed. Jackie slid the object over him, he didn't question anything just watched. He tested a stroke on himself, just once. He felt desensitized, which was disappointing, but it wasn't so much they weren't going to enjoy themselves.

He let Jo guide him into her. She made little hitched breaths as his length eased into her. An involuntary noise came from him. f**k. He could only imagine how amazing she would feel without the condom between them.

"Oh, you're…" he caught his words, feeling a little jumbled.

"Yes," she groaned out at his body taking over hers.

"Your p***y is like magic," he didn't know what he was saying but she was wrapping her legs around his waist, cupping his butt and using her lower legs to pull herself against him, deepening his thrusts. He felt dumb and consumed.

Jo laughed and said cheerfully, "Sometimes magic just happens."

Her words tickled an idea in his mind. Magic just happens.

He grinned brilliantly. His usual sultry visage transformed with his joy at how her words had made him crack the dragon communication device.

"You exquisite woman." He kissed her madly.

She made a questioning moan into his mouth. He pulled back, reducing his smile. "You helped me think of how to progress my current project."

He chuckled, tucking his face into her neck and sped up his thrusts, smoothly rocking in and out of her, her surrounding him causing a long moan to leave him.

"Of f**k, you feel good," she moaned.

His movements rocked her body as he went through a series of speeds and roughness to test what she could take.

He pulled his body up so he was sitting back on his heels. He held the base of his c**k, angling it and restricting the length it entered her. He used his other hand to pull her to him by her hip. Her body rocked up to meet him, her hand rolled against her c**t and she pinched her own n****e.

She cried out as he hit her sensitive spot, eliciting a moan from him as his tip nestled into the nook inside her. He could feel she was close.

"You tell me if there is anything you don't like." He told her then pushed his hand into his mouth, rocking his three fingers into the back to generate saliva, coating them.

~*~

Jo panted a yes as she watched him, mesmerised.

He pushed his fingers in with his c**k, thrusting together into her. She cried out as his fingers took over thrumming against her center, his c*****g still filling her.

She felt like she was going to die or be reborn or both as her climax built. She had only ever felt this way with one other person…

He withdrew as she came, her body rocking with her orgasm as she screamed out. His hand remained as pleasure exploded through her body, her movements no longer in her control. He switched his hand out again, both of them moaning as he entered her again. Her fingers gripped his hair only just realising he had moved his mouth to hers. His tongue moving at a slow languid pace matching his gentle thrusts.

"I'm going to f**k you like this for a while and then I'll move on, okay?"

"Oh…I don't know." She wasn't sure she could handle anymore tonight now.

He laughed into his kiss, "You can take it."

"You good Jo?" Jackie asked. She sounded out of breath as though she'd been right there with Jo.

Jo gently twisted out of Verin's kiss, him using the opportunity to drop his mouth to her n****e. He took it gently, like every touch he was making to her body. She felt a deep stirring.

Jackie's eyes met hers. Jo bit her lip and moaned low and deep.

It was enough of an affirmative that Jackie stretched to take her mouth. Jackie pulled back during the kiss, her eyes flickering between Jo's face and where Verin was rolling his tongue around a pebbled n****e.

She joined him, stroking her tongue against his and Jo's sensitive flesh.

Verin made a low groan as his arousal peaked. He sat up, leaving Jackie to trailing loops across

Jo's flesh. He hooked her legs up together and against his shoulder.

"Oh Goddess!" Jo exclaimed, the position change further igniting her insides.

She could feel as he tested her back passage, gently moving her plug. Oh s**t. She might c*m before he could enter her. Like he sensed it too he withdrew himself before he went back to releasing the plug from her. She sighed as a light pulse of tightness rocked her lower body. Her legs dropped down as he released her, her knees dropping open.

"f**k…" Verin moaned looking down at her. Jackie helped hold a leg open while he tested her readiness, brushing his tip against her bud.

"I don't think I'll last long," Jo blurted out. She was almost cumming and he hadn't even got his tip in.

He chuckled, "don't worry, I won't either."

Jo's mind blanked with pleasure as Verin curled in and around her, she felt his lips move against her ear as he whispered to her. She didn't understand the words.

She lost track of time and was just lost in him. His moans of pleasure increasing her own. His strokes were slow and gentle, taking it easy on her. She had no time to tell him to f**k her harder as she rushed towards her peak.

His mouth found hers again as she came. He breathed out into her mouth, his end coming too.

His body tense as he came, his final thrust juddering as he filled the sleeve coating his c**k. He withdrew gently, kissing the side of her knee as he laid her legs back down on the bed.