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him as he truly was. He hoped her view of him had not changed.
    If anything he felt vindicated in his assessment of Sally.
Her optimistic lightness outweighed the demons within her. He’d been telling
her this for years, now maybe he could convince her of the fact.
    Sally murmured softly in her sleep as her legs shifted restlessly.
Decadent, wicked thoughts filled his mind and Kyle gazed down at his partner.
Her face had softened in sleep, a faint smile tilting the corners of her lips
upward, her full lower lip just begging to be nibbled and suckled.
    Kyle cast a quick look at his clock. They would have to rise
and continue their mission very soon and so any hesitation he had in waking his
witch evaporated. Dipping his head he kissed her tenderly. Still asleep she
nevertheless reciprocated the intimacy.
    Growing more bold, Kyle nudged one of his thighs between her
legs. She parted willingly for him, her eyes still closed as sleep lost its
grasp on her.
    “Kyle,” she sighed, still not appearing fully conscious.
    His morning erection hardened from a faint, detached
interest into an overpowering need . He craved Sally. Lowering his head
he opened his mouth to suckle one pert breast. Her nipple hardened instantly
and he tugged on it before laving his tongue over the tender peak.
    Slender fingers scraped through his hair and Kyle tilted his
face, staring up at Sally’s without removing his mouth. She looked down at him,
a naughty twinkle in her clear blue eyes. He murmured incoherently, unable to
speak with her breast in his mouth.
    “Mmmm,” she agreed as if he had spoken. “Yes, this is a
delicious way to wake up.”
    Kyle chuckled but continued to suckle her and toy her nipple
with his tongue. Without any warning Sally turned them. She pressed his
shoulders back into his mattress and straddled his waist. She remained bending
over him so their connection was not broken. The vision of her above him was
intoxicating. Her sleek body looked delicious in the full light of day.
    Silently Sally lifted her hips and Kyle watched,
breathlessly, as she circled one small hand around his root. She tilted him toward
the damp entrance to her cunt and without hesitating she lowered her body onto
his erection. Kyle moaned as Sally arched her back, her breast released from
his mouth.
    Pleasure seared through Kyle like a bolt of heated
lightning. His thick cock buried deeply into Sally’s wet, tight heat and he
felt as if he had been encompassed by a slick vise. Need pulsed within him, but
this time he felt the strong urge for them to both take their time and explore each
other. Sally lifted and rose above him, a vision unlike anything he could have
described.
    Her back and neck arched in pleasure, pale blonde tresses
spilling down her back as her body moved in a slow, sensual beat as she rocked
over him. Up and down he watched her move, fucking herself on his cock.
    “Circe, you’re divine,” Kyle breathed, his eyes wide as he
watched her every move. Sally looked down at him, delight shining in her soft
eyes. She licked her lips, her gaze roaming hungrily over his body. Her eyes
didn’t flicker at his scars or the healed wounds over his chest or arms and
this spurred his confidence on.
    “Ride me, baby,” he pleaded hoarsely. “Pleasure yourself and
take it all.”
    As if she had merely been waiting for his approval—which
knowing his witch, she hadn’t been—Sally moved faster. Her strokes became more
sure, her possession of his body boldly confidant. Kyle’s legs shook from the
force of his quickly growing passion. He lifted his hands to cup her breasts,
delighting in his freedom now to be able to do so.
    Sally moved again, thrust her breasts farther into his
hands. Her eyes glinted wickedly and he knew she understood what it was she
brought out in him. Kyle kneaded her breasts firmly, toying with her erect
nibble with his thumb and forefinger. Sally moaned and bent over him. She
braced herself with her hands on his