The Witch and Her Second Chance

7 | Beginning

Their apartment was small but cozy. He couldn't help but check out the photos they had along the walls, them together, with what he assumed were family and friends.

Jo surprised him by taking the lead. She caught both his hands and walked backwards, taking him further into their apartment and to a bedroom.

She pressed her body against his as she brought them to a stop. He couldn't hold back anymore, cupping her face and capturing her mouth. Their lips moved against each other. He teased her mouth open, moaning as their tongues met. She responded with heat at the sound, pulling their pelvis together.

"f**k, you're hot," she whispered as he traced kisses along her jaw and down her neck. Her flesh tasted sweet. He was quickly becoming lost in her. His need to take her was strong, stronger than he ever remembered experiencing before. She slowly withdrew from him, his hands trying to keep her in place.

"Watch us?" Jo requested after sitting him in a chair.

He just nodded, happy to let Jo steer the night.

Like a well practiced dance the two women melded on the bed, pulling each other's clothes off as they kissed and caressed each other.

His breath caught once they were naked, Jo travelling down Jackie's body, her tongue trailing over the other woman's rich flesh. This was different to his trysts with other warlocks, everything already so much more intimate.

He swallowed the spike of unworthiness he felt. Their absolute adoration for each other was apparent as was their arousal with each other and him watching them. He breathed deeply to settle himself.

The redhead positioned herself with her posterior in the air and Verin could see her s*x. She had a plug in. Godsdamn. Had she had that in the whole time?

He shifted his erection in his tight jeans, and then he rubbed his throat when all he wanted was to stroke himself.

He was pleasantly surprised to feel the edge of the energy building despite the cuff on his wrist's dampening effect. It felt fogged over with the barest sense of its presence available to him, but it was there, so he didn't really need to be able to feel it in its entirety to take it, and he instinctively drew it in.

Jackie's cries of pleasure quickly came to a climax, Jo rising back up to her face for a kiss before turning towards Verin.

Her flushed face was lit by the fire in her eyes. She confidently came to him, bending at the waist and gripping the two arms of the chair. She kissed him opened mouthed.

"She tastes amazing, doesn't she?" She asked him. He licked his lips not finding any words forthcoming. He could taste the other woman on his lips and it made him want to taste Jo.

She climbed on his lap, straddling him. His hands gripped the arms of the chair, unsureof what he was allowed to do.

His eyes followed her hand as she ran her fingers across her bottom lip, over her chin and down and cupping the base of her throat before settling it onto his chest. She felt the planes of his chest, the steady but fast rhythm of his heartbeat. "I need you to tell me how much you want me."

He stood taking her with him, a little squeak escaping her. He set her on the chair he'd just vacated and knelt between her knees. "If I don't taste you right now I'm going to explode."

She laughed, leaning back and parting her legs further for him. He didn't wait for any other indication, encircling his arms around her ass and pulling her forward and up as he lowered his face against her core.

He took his time just using his mouth and tongue, his chin pressing against her plug. Her cries were music to him. She shuddered in his arms as she came.

"Oh god, you're good at that." She panted. "Sure you weren't a lesbian in a past life?"

He chuckled as he reluctantly pulled back from her wet core. He felt Jackie come up beside him, turning his face and kissing him, tasting her woman on his mouth.

He looked at Jo as he kissed the other woman. Jo touched herself as she watched, her hands dancing across her breasts and teasing at her folds.

Verin could feel the energy as it was ramping up again. As Jackie's kisses increased in depth, he turned to her more, giving her all his attention, spurred on by Jo's evident enjoyment at watching them.

He placed his fingers into Jackie's folds, still wet from Jo's head. He felt Jackie stiffen and he pulled back to kiss her under her ear, "It's okay," he soothed, "I know the rules."

He laid her under him on the floor, using his bulge of his jeans to push against opening her as his fingers tested how much pressure she liked at the hood of her c**t. Her naked form under him, as he was fully clothed, with Jo watching them turned him on inexplicably. He curved up so he could capture a n****e in his mouth, her short frame causing him to pull her lower half up into his lap. He paid attention to her moans, adjusting how he pushed against her, letting her body move against him how she wanted. He could see Jackie's eyes never left Jo.

When her release was close he cast his eyes to Jo watching her reaction to what he was doing. She had her fingers inside her, as she sat in the armchair, arching her back as Verin pleasured her love there on the floor before her.

Jackie's body shuddered as he brought her to her release. Her tremors were slighter but took longer to peter out than Jo's.

"Holy s**t…" Jackie fumbled out.

With a smile of satisfaction at the smaller woman's evident surprise at his skill, he released her gently to the floor and was almost bowled over by Jo as she pushed him onto his back. Her mouth found his as she pulled up his shirt.

"That was so f*****g amazing," she panted as she rubbed herself against him, pushing his shirt up so she could pepper kisses over his chest. He pulled this top over his head, happy to be free of one of the barriers between them.

She looked over to Jackie, who had collected herself and was crawling to be with them. "Was that good, my love?"

"Very," she breathed out. She came behind Jo and wrapped her arms around her, her fingers alighting on the places she knew Jo liked.

Verin looked up at them above him. Jo's hands traced down his chest, resting at the button of his jeans.

"Let's get these off you," she quickly freed him, eliciting a sigh of relief from him as he ceased to be constricted. She hummed as she saw him.

Propping up on his elbows he watched as she took him in her hands. The sensation of her touch on his s*x elicited a moan from him. She shimmied back, pushing Jackie back as she went.

"Jo Jo," Jackie said softly as a warning as Jo dipped him in her mouth.

"Just for a minute," she whispered back before taking him in her mouth again.

"What's wrong?" He asked, panting. He was having trouble thinking beyond her mouth and those eyes that stayed on him as she worked her mouth down his length, torturously slow. She moaned as she tasted his precum, switching to concentrating on his tip.

"We need to get a condom on you," Jackie left his field of view for a moment, but he was beyond caring why.

"My gods. Your mouth feels amazing…" he groaned, snaking a hand into her hair. "I'm not going to last much longer if you keep that up," his voice was husky. He didn't want her to stop. He wanted to be in this moment forever.

Jo withdrew and smiled coyly as she flowed her body up along his to find his mouth again. She sat his length against her core as she straddled him, rocking and sliding.

Verin sat up, her heat against him driving him wild. Hooking her legs around him, he pushed her down harder against him, into his lap as he crossed his legs under her, reaching around and teasing her plug. Her moans grew as she slid herself against him with renewed vigour.

His kisses became wild, drawing his teeth along her jaw as the pleasure of her flesh against his took over. He could feel each time her opening hit the sensitive underside of his tip–just one move from him and he could be inside her.

He vaguely noticed Jackie suggesting they stop and head up on the bed, but the two were lost in their grinding, his twirling and pulsing at her back passage, driving Jo into wild ecstasy.

She shuddered her release against him, her cries undoing him as he spilt his seed in between them, the wet warmth spreading as he came.

"f**k," he groaned. His orgasm had come on so quickly he hadn't the opportunity to try and hold on. They clung together as they caught their breath.

Jackie tsked above them, "What a mess…"

"Sorry," he mumbled, shifting slightly to see the damage.

Jo giggled, placing her face into his neck, "Come with me. I'll get you cleaned up."

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