Page 75 of Lust & Lollipops

She didn’t expect me to ensure she had far more pleasure than I did.

The woman hadn’t learned yet, but she would. Quickly.

I unbuttoned her shorts and slid her bikini bottoms down her legs. Her breathing picked up as she let me strip her. The cameras would still be rolling, so I didn’t dare toss the blanket aside the way I wanted to. Though someone would cut out anything private before putting it on TV, I didn’t want the editors seeing a shred of my female’s pleasure.

When she was bare from the waist down, her sweater pushed up to her abdomen, I shucked my shorts and tucked her close against me, spooning her from behind.

She sucked in a sharp breath when my erection wedged between her ass cheeks, sticky with the pleasure she’d given me.

“Cam,” she whispered, her chest rising and falling quickly.

“Close your eyes. I don’t want the cameras to see anything but you sleeping against me,” I murmured.

“They’ll still hear u—oh.” The last word was a breath, as I throbbed against her back entrance.

Beneath the blankets, I took her slick hand and guided it between her thighs.

“What are you doing?” Her whisper was hot.

“You’re going to play with yourself, with my release.” I nipped at her earlobe, tugging lightly on the piercing I loved to play with.

Her hips arched back, pressing my cock tighter to her center. “Am I?”

“Mmhm. Stroke your clit for me.”

She moaned softly as she traced a slow circle around the sensitive bud with her slick fingers.

I sucked lightly on her throat.

When she was fae, no mark I gave her would linger for more than a few minutes. We healed quickly.

While she was human, she could wear it for hours, maybe days. And I wanted her to.

I sucked harder on her throat. The intensity made her curse, jerking her hips.

“Now, put my pleasure inside you,” I murmured.

“I’d rather put your cock there,” she whispered back.

I throbbed hard between her cheeks. “You don’t get that until you’ve chosen me, Lollipop.”

“Thought I already had.”

I eased her fingers down to her slit and guided them slowly into her channel, pushing them all the way in until her slick palm was pressed against her core.

Her breathing was faster.

The scent of her pleasure even thicker.

“Permanently,” I said.

“You think you can handle three more days of this before giving in and filling me?”

“Yes. The first time I’m inside you won’t be beneath a blanket, on an uncomfortable wooden pallet. You’ll be spread eagle on our bed, watching my thick cock enter you.”

Her breathing grew heavier. “You just want me desperate for it.”

I chuckled. “No. I just want to hear the sounds of your pleasure when you come with me inside you.” I pressed her palm harder against her core, and she couldn’t stop herself from grinding against it.

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