“It wasn’t like…”
Firefly shushed him with a finger to his lips, shaking her head. “Yeah, it was. But guess what?”
Steve waited for a moment and realized the answer wasn’t forthcoming without his response. “What, Firefly?”
“This is the good part. You weren’t brave then, but now you were.”
“That doesn’t make sense.” Steve complained.
“You were brave back then.” Firefly started, ticking off her point on her dainty fingers. “The two of you hit it off. You’ve been on and off lovers for ten years. She’s waiting for you to bang her brains out.”
Steve stared intently at her fourth finger to see if she had another point.
“But I don’t remember any of that. What happens if…”
Suddenly it was like a bubble had burst in his memories, spreading hazy recollections about the party and their occasional trysts through the years, though nothing was as vivid as he would have liked.
“I’ll let you two be.” Firefly grinned. “And don’t forget, this is on you, Steve-O.”
He found himself stepping up into the rig as Diana disappeared from sight.
Chapter Five
Diana was waiting for him as he entered the trailer’s main living space. Her top was already off leaving her in a low-cut bra that showed off the majestic slope of her breasts breathtakingly. That second kiss what really took his breath away, though. Blue eyes burned into his until they winked out and her lips crushed into his, her attack ferocious and feline in its intensity. Her tongue fought for position as her hands did their own duty working the buttons of Steve’s jeans.
“No, hold on a moment.” Steve said, gently nudging her back a step.
She looked at him hurt before he grabbed her, scooping her into his arms like a doll. “That’s better.” He said, taking three big steps across the space to the dining table. Looks sturdy to me, he thought, depositing her on her back, sliding into one of the chairs while holding her in place. She had been laughing softly since he lifted her from her feet. He felt her body trembling as he spread her legs, his lips touching the inner soft flesh of her thigh as his fingers worked under the crotch of her panties, pulling them off to the side to expose the source of their moistness.
“I’m going to make you cum for me.” He said, following the pronouncement with another kiss a bit higher on her thigh. Each successive kiss broke new ground.
Diana propped herself up on her elbow, looking across her own body to his face as his hot breath moved closer and closer to its eager and desperate target. She wanted him so badly she could scream. “You’ve always been pretty sure of yourself.” She said. “That’s what turns me on about you.”
The words processed in Steve’s head as his lips reached the junction between her leg and her pelvis. A moment later his hot breath seared into her labia as his tongue reached out to begin its exploration.
“Pretty sure.” He whispered, looking up and giving the beautiful woman another glance before penetrating her delicious body.
Diana Prentiss groaned in pleasure as his tongue drove into her like a hot poker. The spark of that initial touch flicked through her body looking for appropriate tinder which it found in her eyes as she stared down at those broad, sexy shoulders as he devoured her pussy.
Steve tasted her, adding more to the sensory database with her name attached. He loved them all so far. The sight of her, the sound of her voice and moans, the silk of her flesh, the taste and smell of her body. She had been in his dreams as long as he could remember and now she was in his memories too, and not just from this encounter. They weren’t as vivid, of course, but they provided something worth its weight in gold. Experience. As he enjoyed her delicate flesh with his lips, teeth, and tongue, each sound and movement was informed by that experience. He pushed her knees back just a bit farther, allowing himself even more access to her body. His tongue played mercilessly on her clit while her stomach pitched in and out with the depth of her breathing.
“You cocky fucker.” She whispered, the sound coming out hoarse and throaty as he drove her towards orgasm like he was calling cadence to his troops. He could always make her cum and she loved him for it. He was talented, and she gave him all kudos for that, but he had something the majority of guys she dated didn’t; he gave a fuck. She had been telling her costar as much and had even considered inviting her to join them, though his sudden appearance had left her unwilling to wait even a moment to have his hands on her.
Diana Prentiss felt her body tense up as she simply stared at the muscles flexing on his back as he drove her to orgasm with his mouth. The climax rivalled her best ones and those usually came in conjunction with penetration. Her pussy was desperate for him but only a bit of it was satisfied. She needed to have his cock in her, pressing up against her cervix as he pounded it in and out of her willing body.
She heard herself saying his name over and over again, though she realized her eyes had closed at some point. Perhaps my mind isn’t capable of that much input, she thought as things became more and more intense.
It seemed as if he was going to be able to keep her in an orgasmic state indefinitely. She felt no sign of it abating and her body was becoming more and more sensitive to the point it would soon be unbearable. She wanted to beg him to stop but the last thing she wanted him to do was stop. Diana felt the moisture flowing between her legs, suddenly embarrassed by just how much the former army Sergeant turned her on. He’d been her go-to for years and they’d managed to sync their schedules a few times each season as her work took her back and forth across the country.
“Please.” She heard the whisper and it took a clearing of her head to realize it was hers. Rough hands on her legs still held them apart for the contrasting softness of his tongue as he dredged it up and down her slit, sometimes dipping far enough to tease the sensitive flesh of her ass. “Please fuck me, Steve.”
From there, her mind seemed to agree on those two phrases and the best she could do was to repeat them over and over again until he finally relented. She watched as he slid out from the little table where he had enjoyed her body like a quivering buffet and rotated her ninety degrees before working on extracting that heavenly cock she so desired.
Steve’s rock hard cock melded perfectly with Diana’s hot, highly-primed body. He watched the desperate glow in those sexy blue eyes as his cock spread her flesh, stretching her wide as her own natural lubrication allowed it. She was beautiful and the memories of her from his newly created past continued to roll in. A walk on the beach, a quiet round of lovemaking on a deserted hiking trail and again in the public show at a campground. She looked up at him in one of his memories, eyes locked on his as he stroked jet after jet of his cum onto her waiting tongue. In reality and the present, Diana Prentiss was moaning in pleasure as he fed his cock into her for what was, to him, the first time. She was remarkably tight, likely the result of a Kegel routine as part of her workout to keep her core in the beautiful condition it was in. A close examination of her face was the only thing that belied her age, and even those few lines made her even more beautiful to him.
Diana groaned as he filled her to the hilt, feeling his balls snug up against her ass cheeks as she pulled her knees back even farther, as if desperate to gain any more depth he could take from her.
“Is this what you wanted, Diana?” He whispered, realizing finally that this magical life might be worth pursuing more.
“Oh, God, yes!” Diana moaned, her voice low and sultry as he reversed his cock’s course, bringing it to the point where her body only retained its grip on the head. Her eyes pleaded with him to give it back to her and he fulfilled her request with a full, long stroke that sank him back into her heavenly body in an instant.
The blue-eyed beauty grunted at the force of the thrust and again at each successive blow, his cock pounding rapid-fire in and out of that tight channel. He realized that his fantasies of her had never really reached this level of detail. They were always abo
ut being with her, but not strictly about the mechanics of the act itself. He’d been missing out. The responsiveness of her body, from the way her nipples were straining against the bra he hadn’t bothered to remove to the goosebumps along her toned arms; all of these things added up to drive him wild for her. She was extraordinarily wet and their bodies slapped together noisily, though the noise of her own moans forced Diana to cover her mouth as he continued to fuck her.
With a final plunge, Steve buried himself in Diana Prentiss’s body and bundled her up, her arms flying around his neck as he lifted her in the air, her lips connecting to his as the bond between their groins remained. This time, the kiss was hungry and animalistic as he carried his treasure into what he hoped was the bedroom. The sight of the big bed relieved him as he approached it, Diana’s hips undulating wildly to keep some motion of his cock as it pressed into her overheated body. In a moment, he was on top of her, sinking deeper and crushing her breasts with his chest as he pounded into her, the kiss still a fire between them as he drove her towards her next climax.
The second time Steve brought her to orgasm was unexpected. She had been at a high level of arousal since he had filled her, but it had simply hovered there on the edge, teasing her with the promise of things to come. Her entire body tingled with his touch and she longed to return the pleasure to him, though the look on his face told her she was already doing that. It was the ferocity of his thrusts that drove her finally over the precipice and she knew his lips were the only thing keeping her cries of pleasure from echoing across the lot where her costars would overhear.
She didn’t care.
Her own orgasm subsided and her lover’s pace slowed, his cock flowing in and out of her greedy body like quicksilver, a heavenly rhythm that bespoke care and passion. Her own desires overwhelmed her at that point. She wanted him to cum for her; wanted him to share the explosive pleasure he had so graciously and thoughtfully given her.
She pressed him off of her, rolling him to his back, laughing. His laughter stopped when she immediately grabbed him by the root and took him between her lips, devouring each inch like she would miss out if she didn’t take it all right away. Tasting herself on his delicious flesh, Diana ran her hand down his muscular thigh as she felt the gag as the head of his cock reached her throat. With practiced perfection, she pressed on, suppressing her natural reflex as he stretched her body for the second time. This time, she heard his groan of pleasure and a wave of tingles rushed along her own body.
He was already primed and ready and she knew it. The draw of having him inside of her again fought hard against the desire to feel him explode in her mouth, his groans and hands both guiding her head as she accepted his load. The tension in his thighs as she bobbed up and down, feeling one of his strong hands on her head and the other slipping down into her bra told her which way things were going to go down. He was giving her enough guidance with his hand for her to know he was simply fine-tuning the motion in the ramp-up to his own release. She found herself eagerly awaiting it, though also enjoying every trip her wet lips made up and down his throbbing hard shaft.
They were long past him telling her when he was going to cum and equally past him asking if she wanted him to fill her mouth with that delicious liquid. She could hear the countdown in his grunts as she worked him with both her mouth and hand at the same time, stroking him up and down with both conflicting sensations until she felt the sudden, momentary swelling that signaled his release.
Steve groaned as the first splash of his salty cum coated her tongue and she squeezed her knees together, imagining it simultaneously filling her hot pussy as the second blast pooled in her mouth. She was going to have to swallow soon, knowing that the tightening of her grip on him would prompt even more flow. She wanted him to cum a river, such was the pleasure he was giving her and would continue to give her as she had no scenes until early the next morning. She would be sore and feel the ache of him in her body, but it would only add to the intensity of her performance. For now, she wanted to perform for his body to the peak of her ability.
Diana Prentiss swallowed hard as Steve continued to fill her mouth with his precious cum.
His cock was still hard as a rock when she started milking him between his lips for the last few drops. If she knew him, as she did, there was a chance that she could keep him hard for another round, especially if she turned him on.
She glanced over at him as he huffed and puffed with the intensity of sensation her lips were providing his cock, batting the eyes that she knew drew him in like a puppy. “I really want you in my ass, baby.” She whispered.
“You want me to put that cock in that tight little backside of yours?” He asked, his grin telling her she was definitely going to get what she wanted. If the grin hadn’t told her, the throb of his still-rigid cock would have. She rolled away from him to dig in the drawer at the side of the bed, eager to offer her soldier every inch of her body.
Chapter Six
Her eyes closed tightly, she saw fleeting images passing in her minds-eye as she travelled outside of her own body. She wasn’t as powerful as the incubus, Scarret, but she knew she was quickly becoming a force to be reckoned with. Unfortunately, what she wanted was to be normal. Yes, there was a certain karmic pleasure in devouring men that were bad at the core. She could see it in them like an aura; the abusers, the manipulators, and the deceivers. Before returning to her search for the Jinn she had quenched the incessant thirst with just such a man who had been ogling her across the hotel lobby as she checked out. He had just dumped his much-younger lover because she had become addicted to the recreational drugs he had plied her with to get her way with her.
Guys like that were easy to seduce, and like a praying mantis bride, she knew that only she would emerge from their shared bed.
The magical traces of the Jinn’s power had been few and far between but for the past day or two they had traced her eyes across the sky like the contrails of a jet flying high above. She quickly tuned to the frequency of that particular magic, blocking out all of the other magic in the world, allowing her to look for the junction-point of all of those waves.
She had decided to try to capture her prey by making her come out in the open and the best way to do that was to target her master. The Chain had given her all the information they knew, some of which owed to that monster of a mortal, Desmond Loyale. How Scarret allowed his powers to be used by such a creature eluded her, but she had an inkling that it had something to do with the man’s failure so far to capture the pesky Jinn the crone so desired.
Chase saw him there in the club, but he wasn’t alone. The Chain had informed her of one companion, but not two. The redheaded one was known but the brunette was not. Chase did recognize her, though. The actress was beautiful and the way her body moved on the dance floor even excited the succubus. If they come as a group, she thought, I’ll take them all as a group. What better way to get to the Jinn could there be?
Being one step closer to normality thrilled her as she crossed through the darker part of the dance club, no one noticing her drab outfit slowly dissolving into a sexy red dress that amplified her chest and flared out, stopping just a few inches above the swell of her ass.
She caught the brunette’s eye first, a wink and a smile that acknowledged her beauty. From there, Chase knew she had an in and played it to full advantage. As the young and innocent-looking brunette flowed around her to the pumping rhythm, their bodies touched, the contact increasing as the dance continued and the two of them moved into the tighter grouping formed by the redhead and the handsome soldier. Her end-game was going to have to be complicated. Seducing the three of them was the easy part. The hard part was going to be arranging the following sexual encounter to not be fatal for any of them. She was going to have to tread lightly and spread herself out between them. There was always the option of devouring all of them, forcing the Jinn to show her hand, but then again, the death of her master might send her straight back to the imprisonment o
f her lamp. If that happened, Chase would have to start over.
Don’t fuck them to death, Chase, she thought to herself as she registered knowing glances between each of her victims, glances that they didn’t expect her to notice. She was in, but she might as well have some fun before the hard work began.
Chapter Seven
This was exactly what Steve wanted. Firefly’s magic had made their trip back to Remy’s hoi polloi stomping grounds in Los Angeles, but that was the extent of it. He was using her magic, but not to control others or to gain power. They were simply out to have a good time and it hadn’t taken a drop of magic for what was about to happen. Chase was gorgeous; a blonde California beauty that was a good five years older than him. Things had started with a dance, moved to their VIP table for drinks and a genuinely fun evening, followed by a late-night visit to a diner for waffles and pancakes. Each step of the way had been filled with genuine laughter, enjoyment, and a hefty dose of flirtation that had culminated with Chase’s hand down Steve’s pants as the other girls studied their menus and laughed joyfully.
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