Page 41 of Code Mages & Empty Pages
“Fuck, Roe!” I snarled, my hands buried in her hair. She sucked me hard and fast. Her enthusiasm sent me over the edge almost embarrassingly fast. My orgasm tore through me. She swallowed every drop.
My climax hadn’t even faded before I yanked her up, spun her, pressed her back against the racks, and dropped to my knees.
“Let me help you clean up,” I growled, already ducking under her skirt. I dragged my tongue up her thigh and over the mess I’d made, tasting myself on her.
Dawn gasped and gripped my fur. As her thighs trembled around my ears, I realised that I’d never be able to get enough of her, and I’d never stop wanting to make her unravel.
I licked her until she shuddered and clenched against my mouth, her fingers buried in my fur, her breath ragged moans. Only after she went limp did I stand. I held her close and kissed her slowly.
“We should probably get back to work. You go first, okay?”
We giggled like school kids as we got into the car on the Thursday before the summer solstice. Today was our team-building day at the shelter.
“I still can’t believe Carson did this,” she snorted.
“Me neither.”
I glanced over as she settled into the passenger seat. Dawn folded her bare legs, and that short romper she was wearing hiked dangerously high.
All I’d wanted to do since she got out of the bathroom before breakfast was to get under it. She’d looked so delectable, her skin damp and her face glowing from her shower.
It took all my self-control not to bend her over the kitchen table. I tightened my grip on the steering wheel.
That image will haunt me all day.
We still had a bit of time before we arrived at the shelter, and I felt safe enough to rest my hand on her leg. “You look great.” I squeezed her thigh.
“You said so earlier. Twice,” Dawn said with great emphasis.
My ears twitched with embarrassment. “Well, it’s true.”
“I’m glad you like my outfit.” Roe grinned at me.
“And the person wearing it,” I said but kept my eyes on the road. Although “like” didn’t even get close to what I felt for her.
“Do you want to pull over really quick? We have a few minutes.”
I snorted. “Don’t enable me, Roe.”
“Well, isn’t that my job, Comte?” she said sweetly.
As soon as I pulled over and parked the car on the far end of the car park, Dawn teased me. She stretched her legs, pretending not to notice the way my eyes lingered on her thighs.
“You’re impossible,” she giggled.
“Impossibly turned on,” I gritted out between clenched teeth.
“So why don’t you do something about it?” She skimmed a hand up her lush thigh and played with the hem of her romper.
“Goddess,” I groaned, unable to help myself. I leaned across the middle console. My hand followed the path hers had taken only moments ago, my mouth hot on her neck.
Dawn moaned when I slipped under the romper and pushed her knickers to the side. She dripped for me.
Fuck!It was clumsy and breathless, with my seatbelt digging painfully into my stomach. But I didn’t give two shits about it. She needed to fall for me.
It had rained during the night, so the still-cool car fogged up around us. Dawn laughed into my mouth. It sounded triumphant—as if this was exactly what she had wanted all along. Her hand found my cock, and she stroked me through my trousers as I made her come in under five minutes. I could have managed it in even less—she was that turned on—but we had enough time for a little more teasing.
“Comte!” she gasped when her cunt contracted under my slick fingers.
