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I pull back when my bare cock touches her wetness. “Do you have any condoms, or should I magic one, Kitten?” I ask her. There’s no way I’m risking her like that. I’m clean, but we don’t need any mini-mes running around.

She shakes her head at me. “No Sir. I’m clean and I’m on the spell. Please, I need to feel you bare inside me,” she pleads with me.

I groan. Isn’t that what every man wants to hear? I reach down to grab my cock and rub it along her slit, coating me in her desire. I line up with her entrance, and slowly slide inside, letting her get used to my thickness. She’s so fucking tight I don’t know how long I can keep going slow. I need to fuck her hard and fast.

Once I’m buried inside her to the hilt, I stop moving, waiting for a sign that she’s ready for more. It doesn’t take long for her to attempt to get me to move. When I continue to stay still inside her, she scratches down my back and I quickly pull out and slam back in.

“I was trying to let you acclimate to my size Kitten, but if you’re ready to play again, so am I.” I slam into her again as I say the last word and she screams.

I sit back on my knees and throw both her legs over my shoulders. I pull out again and pound into her. The more I fuck her the needier she gets. She’s clawing at my chest begging me incoherently as her pussy squeezes my cock. I pull all the way out and she mewls in distress.

I smirk at her, then grab her hips and flip her over. I pull her hips back until she’s on her knees in front of me. She wiggles her ass at me, so I take the time to smack it nice and hard before I slam back into her slick heat. I fuck her hard and fast with short deep strokes until she’s a moaning, screaming mess.

I take my right hand off her hip and grab a fistful of her hair. I pull her hair and force her head back. “You like that, don’t you, Kitten? The harder and faster I fuck you, the wetter and tighter you get,” I groan.

My left hand slides up her side and around to cup her breast and I squeeze it as I continue to fuck her like she likes. I pull her up to her knees by her chest and her hair, so her back is flush to my chest. I tilt her head to the side with my hand still in her hair and leave a trail of kisses down her neck to her shoulder, all the while holding her close to me with my other hand on her throat and never faltering in my punishing strokes.

I finally let go of her hair so I can squeeze both of her perfect tits. I slowly trail the fingers of my right hand, down her chest, her belly, and finally stop when I find her swollen clit. I dip my fingers a little lower to collect some of her wetness and rub it into her clit. I match my pace on her clit to that of my hips slapping her red ass.

“Oh, god! Oh FUCK!! NATE!” she screams as I continue to punish her in the best way.

“What’s the matter, Kitten? You want something?” I tease her.

“YES!” she shouts at me.

“Tell me, Kitten. What do you want?”

“Oh, god! I wanna cum Nate! Please!” She’s switched to calling me Nate when she’s not supposed to. I should withhold her orgasm as punishment, but I need her orgasm as much as she does, so I give in just this once.

“Do it. Cum for me, Kitten. Now!” I roar as I lose my careful rhythm, pounding into her erratically.

She explodes around my cock with a scream and I soon follow her over the edge. She collapses forward, and I stay there, enjoying her heat for just a moment longer. I finally slide out and drop to the bed beside her. We both lay there, panting, trying to catch our breath as we enjoy our post-orgasm high together.

Rowen cuddles into my side and I hold her close with one arm, while I run my other fingers through her hair. “How are you feeling sweet girl?”

“Mmmm. Great,” she sighs.

I smile to myself and kiss the top of her head. “You’ll let me know if I ever go too far. I can’t believe I forgot to say anything about that before we started. I’m so sorry Rowen. We never should have started playing until I made sure you knew you could stop it at any time,” I berate myself.

She leans up and looks down at me. “Hey. Don't do that. Tonight was everything I needed. I trust you explicitly Nate. You wouldneverhurt me. I have complete faith in you,” she tells me adamantly.

I lean forward and kiss the ever-loving hell out of her. This woman gets me. She doesn’t shy away from my dark desires. She just fulfills them better than I ever imagined.

“I love you so fucking much Rowen,” I declare when I pull away from her.

“I love you too Nate,” she professes then gently kisses me. She pulls away too soon and tries to climb out of bed, but I stop her.

“Hey, where do you think you’re going?” I demand playfully.

“To the bathroom. Unlike you lucky men, us women can’t just go to sleep after sex. We have to pee and clean up, otherwise, you won’t be getting a repeat for a while,” she rants then disappears into her ensuite.

While she’s cleaning up, I magic myself fresh boxers and clean up myself. By the time I’m situated in the bed, Rowen comes out of the bathroom looking sore and exhausted. I lift the covers up and she crawls over to me and lays down with her head on my shoulder. I cover us back up and just hold Rowen until she falls asleep. I don’t think this night could have gone any better. I think I definitely succeeded in distracting her too. I undo the spells on the room before I follow Rowe to sleep, feeling true happiness and peace for the first time in years.

38

Rowen

It’s finally Wednesday. Nate did a fantastic job distracting me Monday night, but it only lasted so long. By the time I dropped Violet off at school and got to work yesterday, I was a nervous wreck. That’s when Hudson took over ‘distract Rowen’ duty.

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