Page 6 of Graveyard Girls (Hollows Grove #1)
My release roiled through me. I gripped her head and pulled it into me, raising my hips to meet her mouth, pushing her tongue deeper.
She didn’t resist the gush of my orgasm as it soaked the sides of her face and dripped down her chin.
My wetness fell down her neck, coating her dress.
Not only did she not pull away, but she licked her lips and trailed her tongue on the insides of my thighs to the outside of my cunt.
Lapping up my release like it was as delicious as she claimed.
“You can’t undo a man’s pants, but you can sure eat pussy like a goddess,” I groaned. “How was that for a better use of this boring ass room?”
The giggle I sought met me in response. “Not bad, Solair.”
“Yeah, not bad, Selene.” I pulled her to her feet and into me, wrapping my legs around her.
She kissed me, letting me taste myself on her lips.
Slick and tangy and even better living within her kiss.
We kissed for a long moment, the desk beneath me slick from my release.
“We should get you cleaned up,” I suggested.
“I should probably take a bath.”
“Can I watch?” I asked with a whole lot of hope.
Lunette smiled and took my hand. “Follow me.”
Several cats scurried down the hall after us, weaving through our legs. Lunette scooped a long ivory feline up and draped it around her shoulders like a feather boa. The animal simply purred as if content even to just be an accessory to the witch.
“Do you find them, or do they find you?” I asked, kneeling to scratch under the chin of a black kitten.
“A little of both. Some find me, some I find, some I create.” She shrugged and disappeared into a side room.
Almost tripping after her, I stumbled into a large tiled room with several showers, and a large bathtub that could have easily fit four people. Lunette turned the nozzle and steam began to rise.
I leaned against the sink and crossed my arms, still tasting us on my lips. “What do you mean, some cats you create ?”
“Lavender or rose bath oil?”
“Lunette.”
Letting out a sigh, she tilted a pink bottle into the water, and the room filled with the scent of fresh flowers. “If the people I curse with white magic don’t amend their bad behavior… they join me here. I suspect Dr. Jekal will be a handsome cat.”
“You’re joking.”
“Can you unzip me? There are too many buttons, but there is a hidden zipper in the back.” Lifting her hair, she backed up to me, revealing the back of her neck and bare shoulders. The feather boa feline pranced out of the room.
“Fuck me, Lunette. Your skin is so pretty that I’d become a cat just for the pleasure of sitting on your shoulders.”
A lithe hum escaped her throat as I brushed my knuckles softly down her back, unzipping her dress, my kiss softly falling to her spine.
Her hand fell back and tangled through my curls. “You’d be the naughtiest cat.”
I laughed. “Yeah, I would, but I’d for sure catch all the mice and keep your kitchen safe.”
Her dress fell to the ground in a crumble of fabric.
My gaze fell to her supple hips and round little ass.
It was my first time seeing her naked, and hell, if I wasn’t going to gawk a bit.
Though I was much a scoundrel, I was partly a gentlewoman, so instead of groping her, I took her hand and helped her into the tub.
“Care to join me, Solair?” Leaning back, she wet her hair, and her perky breasts poked over the waterline, her pink nipples perfect against the bubbles.
Rolling up my sleeves, I knelt at the tub like a sinner at the altar of the divine. “Let me wash you?”
Passing me a sopping sponge, she lifted a leg from the water. I took her ankle and slowly worked the soap up her calf. “You’re beautiful, you know that?”
“Not as beautiful as you,” she answered. “I love your curls and rough hands.”
“My hair does what it wants. My hands are rough from working in the graveyard, digging graves, installing tombstones.”
“Is that so? Tell me more about the graveyard.”
It was difficult to focus when she was naked under my touch, but I enjoyed having the job of cleaning her, so that kept me focused.
The tuft of hair at her pussy, though… I tried not to drool.
Silence wasn’t my favorite, so I often filled it with whatever was inside my brain.
I told her about my work in Hollow’s graveyard , the weirdos who would sneak in at night, and the new graves I’d have to dig on a moment’s notice for dark fellows who slipped me cash on occasion.
Then I shared stories of the ghosts and their gossip, feuds, and mischief.
Most of the ghosts were harmless and simply a bit creepy and lost. Though a few were looking for trouble and would find it.
I did an alright job keeping them in line, however, knowing what made them tick, and got them back to their plots before the moon fled from the sun.
When I finished cleaning Lunette’s body, I stopped at her neck, and she was smiling a gorgeous, eye-crinkling smile.
“What?” I asked, unable to hide my own grin at her apparent happiness.
“You just remembered a whole lot.”
Relief at the realization hit me. “Yeah, I reckon I did.” I dropped the sponge. “Oops. Where’d it go?” My hand plunged into the water and slipped between Lunette’s thighs. “Maybe here?”
She giggled and squirmed her hips. I took the opportunity to grab her ass as I leaned over the tub.
Pushing my luck, I stroked my fingers against her slit.
Her breath caught in her throat, but she didn’t shove me away.
A groan vibrated from my mouth at my first feel of her gorgeous pussy.
Taking my time exploring her, I slipped two fingers inside.
Her back arched, and she moaned, sloshing the bathwater over the side of the tub as she did. “That feels so good,” she whimpered, her hips grinding as my fingers hooked inside of her.
“How about I stretch you out some more?”
“Yes, please.”
“Goddamn,” I groaned, slipping in a third finger. “You’re so tight.”
The way her body moved beneath the surface of the water, the rose scent in the air, and the flush across her cheeks—it all could have been a painting, it was so lovely.
All I could do was relish the sensation of having her wrapped around my fingers, her wetness coating me up to my knuckles.
“Yes, yes, yes,” she panted, holding onto my arm. “Keep going.”
“Nothing in this world could get me to stop fucking you right now,” I gritted out, moving harder and faster. “Come on, Lunette, give me what’s mine.”
That was becoming our phrase. And Lunette Selene, the white witch, was becoming mine .
The walls of her pussy clenched tight around my three fingers.
She let out a moan that echoed off the tile as I kept my pace while her hips rocked in the bath.
My shirt and sleeves were soaked, but I didn’t give a fuck.
All I wanted was her orgasm, and she gave it to me.
One after the next, she came on my fingers over and over again.
Finally, when her body relaxed, her pussy fluttered around me, but I stayed put.
Reaching down, she slowly removed my hand and let out a contented sigh.
“Let’s get some more warm water in here, it’s getting cold.
” I did as I was told and drained the cool water, refilling the tub with bubbles and steam once more.
“Now, get in with me. I want you to hold me… please?”
“Gladly,” I answered, standing. I unbuttoned my wet shirt, loosened my suspenders, and dropped them to the floor before kicking off my belt, boxers, and trousers. Lunette watched with idle fascination, taking in my naked form before I climbed in.
“You’re so muscular.”
“You’re so delicate. Never saw a day of work in your life, huh?
” I got splashed for that, and we both laughed as I settled into the water.
The heat soothed my bones, and I relaxed between Lune’s legs, leaning back onto her tits.
She wrapped her arms around me, lazily running the soapy sponge up my shoulders and down my arms.
Out of nowhere, I had an idea. Like most thoughts of mine, I spoke them without turning them over in my mind. “May I take you on a date? A picnic or something?”
My bath partner was silent for a long moment. I wished I could see her face, read her expression. The sponge stilled on my shoulder, dripping suds down my chest.
Finally, she spoke, though I’d wished she’d stayed silent, or wished I’d kept my mouth shut and not ruined the moment.
“No, Shiloh. I’m sorry, but my heart belongs to another. Alaric will always be my one true love.”
In that moment, I wished I could erase my memory all over again.