Page 19 of Dottie's Forbidden Wizard
"We'll get there," I promise.
I remove her sneakers one by one. Her jeans and underwear quickly follow. With a flick of my wrist, her shirt buttons fly off, exposing incredible tits cupped by a lacy black bra. Lying on her back, her pillowy breasts spill out over the top, and I'm desperate to get my mouth on the puckered nipples pressing against the silky fabric.
"You better be able to fix this," she huffs, pulling off the remains of her shirt and tossing it to the end of the bed. Her eyes are wide, but she appears delighted to be naked so quickly.
I grin. "Why? I don't plan for you to leave." Reattaching buttons is child's play when it comes to magical abilities, but I don't need her to know that.
Dottie licks her lips as her eyes roam over my body. They pause on the hard bulge tenting my pants, and she swallows hard. "Be gentle with me," she whispers.
"I’ll never hurt you," I vow solemnly.
Her trusting smile is enough to ensure I’ll never break my promise.
I eye her breasts hungrily, but Dottie holds up a hand. She places her feet against my thighs, pushes me back, and slides off the bed. Walking to the shoebox, she bends over, and I almost come in my pants when I see her naked ass on full display for me. Her tiny, puckered hole begs for my tongue.
I walk toward her, but she glances over her shoulder and stops me in my tracks with a single word.
"No."
I listen, but pace like a hungry, caged panther as she picks up the first shoe. Teasing me with sultry looks, she slowly fastens one heel at a time. Straightening, she gazes at me over her shoulder as she reaches back to unclasp her bra. Her ass is lifted in the impossibly high heels, and the delicious jut of her rounded cheeks has me practically drooling for her. I need my mouth between her peachy cheeks now.
Dottie slides the straps of her bra from her smooth shoulders, tossing it to the side with her back still turned to me. She crosses her arms over her chest and turns slowly before lowering her hands to her sides.
"Fucking hell, Dottie." I release a hard breath as my eyes trail over her body hungrily.
She's built like the Greek goddess statues I saw in Italy years ago. A sexy fucking hourglass with erotic proportions. Thick thighs and round hips. Her pussy is bare and smooth. The top ofher slit glistens with her arousal. I run my eyes up to the indent of her waist, picturing my hands gripping her hips as she rides me to release. I'm desperate to touch her. I want to bury my face between her enormous breasts, and the erotic sight of her rosy nipples has my mouth watering. Her long, wavy, chocolate-brown hair cascades over her shoulders as she turns her head, revealing a soft, supple neck that I inexplicably want to sink my teeth into. I’m going to taste every inch of her incredible body.
I can't take my eyes off her. "The greatest artist in the world couldn't capture your beauty, love."
A soft blush appears on her smooth skin as she stands taller, letting me get my fill. Her confidence is one of the things I love most about her. She walked intoEmerald City Preparatoryten years ago and commanded attention. Even when it made her the target of so much hatred, she didn't back down, defending her friend against people much more powerful than her.
My cock strains painfully against my sweatpants, jutting straight out, desperate to claim her. I grip my dick through the material, giving it a couple of hard pulls as I continue to admire the view.
Dottie’s cheeks flush, and her mouth parts as she watches my hand. Her chest heaves, and her pink tongue darts out to wet her lips as her eyes widen. She wants me as badly as I want her.
I crook a finger at her, beckoning her toward me. She moves immediately. I love how responsive she is.
Dottie stops in front of me, graceful in the sexy heels I bought her for the sole purpose of seeing her naked in them. I drop to my knees in front of her, looping my arm around her full ass to pull her toward me. My tongue slides along the top of her slit, and when I find her hard nub, I flick it, burying my face so I can taste her like I did last night.
"Oh, God," Dottie pants, placing her hand on top of my head.
I double my efforts as I nudge her toward the bed, stroking my tongue against her core until the backs of her thighs hit the mattress. She falls back on the bed, and I pull her to the edge, opening her wide for me to feast on her beautiful pussy.
"So gorgeous," I tell her, my tongue sliding through her slit to catch every drop of her juices.
"Oh, God, yes!" Dottie cries out as I insert a finger into her opening. Her core throbs around me when her body tries to pull me in deeper.
I mumble my appreciation against her skin, too focused on my task to worry about forming coherent sentences.
"Oh, there. Right there. Oh, God, please don't stop," Dottie begs, her body thrashing against my face as I find the spot that drives her wild.
She lets out two little moans and falls apart, her legs shaking as I wring the first orgasm of the night from her body.
"One," I whisper, licking and sucking at the apex of her thighs to prolong her pleasure.
I stand, supporting her butt, and push her into the middle of the bed. She stares up at me, biting her lip as I remove my sweatpants and underwear. Reaching into the bedside table drawer, I pull out a scrap of black silk and a condom. I toss the silk onto the bed and focus on the condom. I've never needed one of these, and I hope I can put it on without looking like an idiot.
"You found some." Her chest heaves as she stares at the foil square in my hand.
