“You shouldn’t have to.”
“I want this, Alex. The more you want me, the more I want you.” There was a plea in her voice, yet her composure never wavered. “This torments us both. Please, Alex.”
Almost in shame, Alex said, “If it’s really… I feel like a complete tool here.”
Lorelei gave a tiny shake of her head. “Your desires and your body war with your conscience. You amaze me with your will by resisting at all, but you should not be embarrassed. You need not carry such a conflict, Alex.”
“I want you, Lorelei,” he finally said.
She slipped up against him to kiss his cheek. He had dated before. He had kissed girls, but had gotten little further than that. Intimacy of this degree was alien to him. He was overwhelmed. For all her aggressiveness, Lorelei seemed to understand perfectly. They stood close to one another for a long, lingering moment as Lorelei slipped her hand in his. Lorelei whispered, “This is a thing of joy, Alex,” offering up a disarming grin before she led him from the living room.
Walking behind her on the stairs, Alex’s eyes immediately went up her skirt. Lorelei cast a glance over her shoulder at him. She knew. She knew, and she smiled in approval. If anything, she deliberately walked to give him a better view.
Lorelei tugged him into his room, closed the door, and then pushed him up against it as she slid her body along his. She pulled him into a deep, longing kiss. This time, he didn’t fight against being lost within it.
While their kiss deepened, Lorelei deftly loosened Alex’s pants. She cast aside his belt and unbuttoned his jeans. Her hands slipped under his shirt, pushing it up and over his head. “You can do no wrong here,” she murmured to him. “Do not worry about being clumsy or rushed or nervous. Follow your desires,” she encouraged before her lips came to his again.
His hands slid all over her back, her shoulders and her arms. Surrendering to an urge, Alex grabbed the strings tying up her dress behind her neck and slipped the knot free.
Lorelei lured his tongue into her mouth and cooed with delight as his kiss grew aggressive. Then her mouth slipped away. As her dress fell from her shoulders, she slowly sank down to her knees.
Alex watched Lorelei push down his pants and the black boxer briefs that restrained his erect flesh. Lorelei smiled with approval, her hands sliding up and down its length. “Have no shame,” she said softly, so close to his skin that he felt the breath of her words against his shaft. “Just enjoy. I want this even more than you.”
Her next kiss slowly drew his shaft into her mouth. Alex had never felt anything like this. He wanted to gently buck forward with his hips, but didn’t want to do anything that might displease her, and so he made himself remain still and accept the favors of Lorelei’s mouth. Waves of ecstasy flooded through his body from head to toe.
Lorelei held him prisoner to this pleasure for a long while. She took her time, enjoying the exercise of control and the renewal of her power. The more he wanted of her, the stronger she became. He did not lack for endowment, but it was nothing a succubus couldn’t handle; she engulfed him fully, without the slightest discomfort. She had no reason at all to rush.
Eventually, Alex felt his muscles spasm from his groin all the way to his wrists. Alex grabbed both the doorframe and Lorelei’s shoulder to steady himself as he lost all control of his body. Lorelei’s closed her eyes, welcoming his release and enjoying his satisfaction as if it were her own. Nothing escaped her lips.
Once she finished him off, Alex could barely stand against the door. He gasped breathlessly as Lorelei finally pulled away, but even then, she kept him hard and at her mercy with expert hands.
“Master,” she purred. “You like?”
“Oh my god,” he huffed. “I… wow…” he looked down at her, marveling at how pleased she appeared. He felt so good that he could hardly form words. “Thank you,” he managed.
“Anytime, master,” she said.
“You don’t have to call me that.”
“So you say… but you like it, master.” There was a mischievous flash in her eyes. She rose to press herself against him again, whispering into his ear, “I know all your lusts now. We share them. And now I know everything I need to do to please you.”
He groaned as she stroked his flesh, which already burned with need again. It plainly wasn’t natural, he realized… but he didn’t much care.
“No regrets,” she whispered into his ear with a naughty grin. “I like it. I like you, and I like what I have found. You’re a very lusty, naughty boy, Alex. You want me so much.”
“I do,” he nodded.
“So much desire you will not allow yourself to voice. You’ve wanted someone like me all your life, haven’t you? Your own personal porn star. You’d have a dozen like me if you could.”
“I don’t,” Alex shook his head. “It’s not like that.”
“Ssshhh, remember what I am,” Lorelei consoled him. “I understand. We won’t hurt anyone. All those things you want from me are what I want, too.”
“I thought we were doing this so I could think clearly.”
“Mmm? Can’t you? What do you think now?” She kissed his neck and nibbled on his ear.
“I think I want you,” Alex said evenly. Lorelei looked at him with undisguised excitement before he pulled her toward the bed. He paused only to shuck off his shoes and pants and to watch as Lorelei alluringly slipped her dress the rest of the way off her hips. Then he ran his fingers through her hair, gently but hungrily pulling her into another long, deep kiss.
Lorelei’s heart pounded. Alex was delicious. He carried much stronger desires than she expected. Before now, every man she had ever had was selfish and corrupt. She enjoyed their slavish adoration and every moment of sex that led to each man’s downfall, but in the end she was also happy to destroy them.
Alex was entirely different. He was decent. Kind. Unselfish. Caring, even while giving in to base instincts. The taste of him aroused an elation that she’d never felt before.
She trembled as she lay back on the bed and felt his body rest against hers. She couldn’t remember the last time a first tryst with a new partner excited her body like this. It was in her nature to enjoy any lover; it had always been about the act for her, regardless of the partner. Details were just a matter of flavor. Yet this was so genuine that he had her panting as the head of his cock brushed against her moistened sex.
She wrapped her legs and arms around him. “I’m yours, Alex,” she pleaded between gasps and little moans. “I want this.” Her breath shook with every inch of his slow invasion.
For several long moments Alex slipped in and out of her in a state of bliss. Just entering her felt better than any final climax he had ever achieved alone. He eventually regained enough of his senses to wonder if he should lean back, use his hands, do something other than just pushing in and out…but then she wrapped her legs and arms around him and pulled him deep inside her.
“Fuck me, master,” she goaded him, knowing it would inflame his lust despite his moral discomfort. “I’m all yours. Fuck me like you own me.”
Alex gave in. He plunged into her again and again, holding onto her tightly and pounding as hard and as slow as he wanted. She had him on the cusp of orgasm from the very first penetration and yet his pleasure climbed ever higher without release.
Lorelei’s head swam in ecstasy. Nothing had ever been this good. His desires only built, and hers along with them. The longer they carried on, the less she wanted it to end. Some tiny space in her mind wondered if this was how her victims felt as she wrapped them around her finger, but she didn’t care. For the first time, all the deeply ingrained responses she felt at the touch and pleasure of her master could be enjoyed without revulsion or regret. She loved…loved?