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She was already dead to the world, so to speak, and that meant that I had all the time in the world to do all the things I’d been thinking about since last night. But although I was hard as a rock and bloody aching for her I realised that’d be sensible to wait a while to make sure she was deep under before we started playing. Best for all involved that way.
Not that I cared if she thought it was a dream or not, at least not for her sake. I mean, if this sodding chip wasn’t on the cards then I’d had her as soon as I walked into the room. Done it to her with my hand clamped over her mouth, her full, soft body squirming ‘round under me. Yeah, I didn’t give a bloody toss about her.
Well, maybe I did a little. She was… well she’d helped me and I was starting to think that there might be more to this little thing than just getting this chip out of my head. She was a witch and a bloody good one, not to mention the most lucisious little thing I’d ever seen… I could have all that to myself, preserve it forever…
But the chip.
Fuck, it was a sodding catch 22, wasn’t it. To get the chip out she’d have to either believe I was reformed, and the bloody act was getting boring already, or be evil herself, but to turn her I’d need to be rid of the chip. Why the hell could my unlife never be simple?
Hell, I don’t know why I was going on about this when the task at hand was much more fun, and much more simple. I watched her a moment longer before sitting down on the bed beside her and pulling down the blanket she’d draped over herself just before she nodded off. She was breathing deeply and her full breasts rose and fell softly, almost entrancingly and I watched them for a moment, before stroking them softly through the material of her tank top and feeling her nipples harden.
My mouth watered and my cock hardened instantly and so without further bloody ado I pulled her shirt over her head, leaving her breasts bare.
“Mmm, so pretty,” I smirked, leaning down and sucking on a nipple. She squirmed beneath me, probably from the cold but then stilled again.
I ran my hand down her belly and threw the blanket off, it was followed quickly by her sweatpants and then there she was, laid out for me like a sodding banquet. My stomach growled at the thought, but it was no use thinking it. Not with this chip.
She squirmed a might and then started to shiver. That wouldn’t do, she might wake up if she was too cold. I looked around and then spying the heater I walked over to it and turned it on to a low setting. I looked back at her lying there on the bed, naked and so bloody vulnerable and my cock twitched. I grinned and started shedding my own clothes.
“Time to play, my sweet little Tara,” I said softly as I walked towards her.
Not that I cared if she thought it was a dream or not, at least not for her sake. I mean, if this sodding chip wasn’t on the cards then I’d had her as soon as I walked into the room. Done it to her with my hand clamped over her mouth, her full, soft body squirming ‘round under me. Yeah, I didn’t give a bloody toss about her.
Well, maybe I did a little. She was… well she’d helped me and I was starting to think that there might be more to this little thing than just getting this chip out of my head. She was a witch and a bloody good one, not to mention the most lucisious little thing I’d ever seen… I could have all that to myself, preserve it forever…
But the chip.
Fuck, it was a sodding catch 22, wasn’t it. To get the chip out she’d have to either believe I was reformed, and the bloody act was getting boring already, or be evil herself, but to turn her I’d need to be rid of the chip. Why the hell could my unlife never be simple?
Hell, I don’t know why I was going on about this when the task at hand was much more fun, and much more simple. I watched her a moment longer before sitting down on the bed beside her and pulling down the blanket she’d draped over herself just before she nodded off. She was breathing deeply and her full breasts rose and fell softly, almost entrancingly and I watched them for a moment, before stroking them softly through the material of her tank top and feeling her nipples harden.
My mouth watered and my cock hardened instantly and so without further bloody ado I pulled her shirt over her head, leaving her breasts bare.
“Mmm, so pretty,” I smirked, leaning down and sucking on a nipple. She squirmed beneath me, probably from the cold but then stilled again.
I ran my hand down her belly and threw the blanket off, it was followed quickly by her sweatpants and then there she was, laid out for me like a sodding banquet. My stomach growled at the thought, but it was no use thinking it. Not with this chip.
She squirmed a might and then started to shiver. That wouldn’t do, she might wake up if she was too cold. I looked around and then spying the heater I walked over to it and turned it on to a low setting. I looked back at her lying there on the bed, naked and so bloody vulnerable and my cock twitched. I grinned and started shedding my own clothes.
“Time to play, my sweet little Tara,” I said softly as I walked towards her.