Page 60 of Simon

As his warm, wet tongue delicately caressed my earlobe, my brain scrambled. The sound of his gentle sucking made my nipples pucker. While the soft touch of his roaming hands sent shivers down my body, he asked, “Lucy, can I touch?”

I didn’t point out he was already touching, but his grip on my breast stopped my words of reply. I whimpered against him, pushing myself further into his body.

“Your scent is strong.” His hand dove between my legs, cupping my mound.

My eyes rolled back in my head while I parted my legs for him. I panted, trying to think of anything else but his body so close to mine, so much more skin contact than when I wore that dress—it was too much.

I tried to break from his hold, but he held onto me tighter. Not that I complained. I really didn’t want him to let go. “Calliope… who is she to you, then?” I breathed.

Simon’s hand reached up under my skirt, his fingers touched everywhere but where I wanted most.

“I was not always in this form,” he rasped and suckled on my neck. “Not the half-man, half-beast.”

I rested my head back onto his shoulder, feeling the soft brush of his fingertips against my skin as they delicately explored the curves of my body. The huffs of his breath pushed my hair across my cheek.

“What do you mean?” I released a deep, throaty moan as he slid two fingers inside me. With a subtle twist, he caressed my insides, causing a wave of tingling sensations to ripple through my body.

“You know there is magic here.” His fingers thrust into my body, and I let out a cry.

I couldn’t stop him. My body wanted this. I couldn’t get enough of him. My pussy wept for him.

“Y-yes,” I choked.

Simon thrust into me again. “Calliope saw I differed from the animals that lived within the palace pastures, saw I was alone.” I gasped as his thrusts grew faster. “She rescued me and called me her friend.”

Simon inserted another finger. I felt the sting of his fingers stretching me wide. It was a good pain, one that came with pleasure while his thumb rubbed against my clit. I reached up and pulled on his horn. He growled into my ear.

“From then on, I wanted to protect her. I couldn’t think much, not like I can now, but I knew I owed her my life.” Simon gripped my breast and pressed his erection into my backside.

I let out a long moan, and my hips bucked against his hand. “I’m so close.”

Then Simon took his fingers away. I cried out when he turned my body so I was straddling him. “I’ve got you, female.”

Simon's cock had fully emerged from his pouch. As I observed, my eyes drank in the sight of it. Its impressive size was visually striking, as it appeared long and astonishingly girthy.

Where was my notebook when I needed it?

A pearl of liquid streamed down his veiny shaft, and I licked my lips.

Simon huffed and shoved his fingers back inside in one swift thrust. My forehead fell on his shoulders, and I deterred my attention to his dick.

I grabbed hold of his shaft beneath me and squeezed.

“Nnhn!” he huffed, and my hair whipped around my head. “I need to tell you.”

I gently caressed the smooth texture of his skin, feeling the warmth radiating from his body. Soft moans escaped his lips. With each stroke, a slick sensation coated my fingertips, allowing me to glide the liquid up and down the length of his shaft.

Romance novels, don’t fail me now.

“Ugh, Lucy.”

“Tell me.” I pressed my lips against his. I slung my head back. We were both panting, our hot breaths fanning our faces.

Simon pressed his hand to my lower back, holding me still until my body seized as I came, and a bright white light exploded behind my eyes. “Simon!”

“Yes,” he breathed, “let me have it.”

My body collapsed on his, his cock was still thick in my hand, but I couldn’t let go.

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