Page 27 of Magic Pussy

Shifters could be very casual about sex. Rain had seen it firsthand. When Ace wanted sex, back when she'd been single, she'd walk up to a guy she fancied and inform him of everything she'd to do to his dick if he got his cute ass in the passenger seat of her car. Vivicia was a man- and woman-eater. Basically, every shifter she knew treated sex as something natural and simple, unless it was with their life partner, would that be someone they were married to, bonded with, or mated to.

Rain didn't doubt that Luke wouldn't make this awkward. He'd just fuck her brains out, and they'd go back to being friends right after.

They walked side by side in a silence full of tension and sensuality. When they got to the closest adequate store, she stared at the aisle, despairing at the amount of choices in front of her, but Luke picked a massage bar, winking. He also picked up a box of condoms. Magnum size. Of course.

"Do you know how many guys actually need magnum size?" she felt compelled to tell him.

"Oh, but you know I do. You watched me quite closely this afternoon."

Shit, the man had a point. And now, she was thinking about his huge, hard dick. She bit her lip and tried not to combust in place.

Her skin was burning by the time they walked up the stairs of Ma Curtis' place. Her nipples were already hardening in expectation.

Luke followed her to her room and closed the door behind him. He threw the small shopping bag on her bed and stared down at her, smiling.

"I'm going to kiss you, Rain White-Phillips."

Was he? Oh, good.

She nodded, in case he needed permission, and Luke got to his knees.

"What are you…?"

He grabbed one of her thighs and placed it on his broad shoulder before burying his head under her skirt. Oh. He was going to kiss her there.

Shit.

Luke's lips ran from her knee up her sensitive inner thigh, before kissing her hipbone, and then lower, on top of her panties.

Luke chuckled.

"Nice lingerie."

Shit. Of course, she was wearing her ratty weekday panties. And, if memory served, she had Monday on, although it was Wednesday.

She was going to say something smart, but then he pushed the fabric of her panties aside and ran his tongue on the lips of her pussy, before sliding one finger inside her soaked heat.

Luke sucked on her clit, playing her pussy like an instrument with two fingers curled inside her. She moaned in pleasure as her muscles clenched and her insides turned to molten lava.

Just a few minutes, and she was almost ready to come. Then Luke got to his feet, and walked over to the bed, opening the bag to pull out the massage bar.

She watched him, open-mouthed. Seriously? He got her worked up like that, and now he was done?

As if feeling her indignation, he turned to her, shrugging. "I just wanted to break the ice, lass. Now you won't go all tense when I shove something in your pussy during your massage. And trust me, I will. Come here."

Feeling petulant, but not quite willing to tell him to fuck off, she obeyed. He got her close and helped her to remove her top, his hands caressing her torso slowly, taking their time when they got to her breasts. The skirt was next, and then, the bra. Finally, he slid her panties down her legs, while kissing her inner thighs.

She stood there, entirely naked, and he took his time watching her, his eyes bright and amber like they were when he was about to shift.

"Now, you do me," he told her, his voice almost harsh.

She undressed him, taking her time too, so he could feel just how infuriating his slow teasing really was.

When she pulled his trousers down his thick thighs, his dick jumped out, ending up right in her face, hot and so fucking hard. Rain tilted her head and licked at the top playfully, before concentrating on removing the trousers.

Given the way he looked at her, she half expected Luke to just throw her on the bed and slam right into her, but he ordered her to lie down on her stomach.

Fuck, this slow torture was killing her. And whatever it was, it certainly didn't feel like a quick, casual fuck. At all.

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