Chapter 21

Sarah opened the door to her room and pulled Severus immediately in for another passionate kiss. He was dimly aware of being led to a huge double bed and felt navy blue satin underneath his fingers as he sat. As to what else the room contained, he neither knew nor cared; his attention was so completely taken up by the ravenous woman hungrily kissing him.

As they kissed her fingers began to unbutton his waistcoat and she tore it from him urgently before placing a fresh assault on his mouth. Now she was reaching for his shirt buttons to undo, which Severus himself took over as she ran her fingers through his hair, never once breaking the kiss.

Sarah immediately slipped her hands inside his now-open shirt, feeling the warmth of his smooth, pale torso, running her hands up his shoulders to delight in their firm, broad masculinity before trickling back down to his nipples, circling them with delicate thumbs. Her mouth moved to his throat, kissing and nibbling and licking, hands snaking around to his back to drag her fingernails lightly down it, feeling him shiver slightly. She planted a little row of kisses down his neck, to his collarbone, and she could not resist sinking her teeth into his deliciously manly shoulder, making him grunt.

She pushed the shirt from his body, and Severus reached behind him to pluck the sleeves from his arms before discarding it on the floor. As she kissed him again, her tongue danced over his lips and she placed her hands on the centre of his chest and pushed gently. He understood; she wanted him to lie back, so he did. She removed each of his socks quickly, effortlessly tossing them to one side. She then pulled her vest top over her head, freeing her large breasts, and removed her pyjama bottoms with haste. Severus watched her, his arousal growing by the second.

Sarah now began to etch little circles around his naval with a finger, tracing the little trail of dark hair that led from his belly to his groin, until she reached the top of his trousers. Again she brushed her hand against his bulge, and she could feel it was straining to be freed. She unzipped his fly and hooked her fingers inside the waistband of his trousers, noticing as she did that he wasn't wearing any underwear. This drove her half-mad with desire, and a flash of urgency overtook her. She needed to see him, she needed to feel him right now, and with that she tore his trousers down to his knees, making Severus recoil a little in surprise as she feasted her eyes at last upon his manhood. It stood out proudly from a mass of black curls, dusky pink against the paleness of the rest of his body. The head was large and sculpted; the shaft was thick and long. She never tore her eyes away from his beautiful cock for a moment as she removed his trousers and flung them over the side of the bed.

"My God, you're magnificent," she murmured, moving forwards between his legs and bringing her face close to it. Wrapping one hand around the base, she began to rub her cheek against the head, revelling in the feel of the warm velvet skin stretched over the hard flesh.

Severus shuddered and closed his eyes; it felt incredible, yet he felt so open and exposed, he was fighting with the feeling of shielding himself from her. All that changed however when she stuck out her pink tongue and began lapping at him. He groaned and his head shot up and his eyes snapped open. There she was: licking up and down like he was the most delicious ice cream in the whole world, her eyes locked onto his. Severus thought he'd never seen anything so incredibly erotic in his life. Her eyes were still dilated from the Diavolo Rioja, her tongue swirling around him, and his cock twitched with pleasure.

Sarah cupped his swollen testicles in one hand whilst the other beginning to move up and down over the shaft as she stretched her lips over the head and began to suck him. He groaned again, watching her close her eyes as if this act pleasured her as much as it pleasured him. Her head bobbed up and down as her mouth and hand began to work a steady rhythm. Severus' breath drew shallow as his hips began to thrust gently in time. She was exceptionally good at this and he knew he wouldn't last long. The movements of his thrusts told her how fast to go, and soon he was thrusting faster, trying to get deeper inside her mouth, his breathing more and more ragged.

"Sarah, I'm going to – "

He finished that sentence with a growl as his hips bucked and Sarah took his length all the way inside her mouth, his hot salty-sweet climax hitting the back of her throat, his fingers gripping the satin sheets as orgasm roared over him like a tempest. She held him in her throat until his climax subsided, until the last seed had been spilled from him, and then she slowly sucked her way back up his length, swallowing every drop of him down.

Severus looked at her, panting, half-embarrassed and half-aroused, not entirely sure about the etiquette of oral sex and wondering if he should apologise. In response, Sarah licked her lips lasciviously.

"You taste so sweet," she said huskily, eyes still gazing straight into his as she crawled up his body and rested next to him, draping her arm round him.

"I can barely see," was all he managed to mutter in response. Sarah giggled into his chest and squeezed him, holding him until he recovered from the intensity of his orgasm.

They were silent for a moment. Sarah listened to his heart racing like a train as she held him, waiting for his breath and pulse to normalise.

"Did you like that?" she purred after a few minutes, rolling over and resting on her elbows.

Severus shifted from his back to his side with a groan. "You are a diabolically wanton little minx. You rendered me incompetent of either thought or sight after that performance. Surely such exquisite pleasure is illegal," he drawled, his fingers tracing down her spine and caressing the curve of her buttocks. She giggled again and he felt her shiver.

"I'll take that as a yes, then," she replied, a naughty grin etched on her face.

"Mmm," he agreed, caressing her further.

"That's nice," she whispered as his hand slipped lower over the seam of her behind, a finger lightly tracing the soft folds of skin at its apex. He began to drag it up and down with a featherlike touch, which made her shift and squirm and open her legs to give him more access.

Severus smirked and got to his knees, never taking his hand away. Sarah raised her bum instinctively as he continued to stroke her, pulling her knees up so she opened for him like a flower. His finger felt the slickness of her flesh, and she was beginning to whimper, but still he kept on gently toying with her. She was grinding her hips in a circle, and he knew what she wanted, but his touch remained light and consistent, driving her further into a frenzy.

Now he was beginning to stiffen again, and he shifted so he was behind her, one hand continually fondling her, the other stroking his cock to its impressive full state of arousal.

"Tease me with your cock," she pleaded, and he twitched in response. Drawing close, he dragged the head across her silky pink folds and she moaned as he nudged her clit with it. He rubbed her with his cock as his fingers had, but this time she began writhing more urgently; she wanted, no, she needed him inside her.

"Fuck me, please," she begged breathlessly, glancing at him over her shoulder, and he could contain himself no more. With a swift thrust, he buried himself deep within her. She yelped straight away, back arching, as he began to drive into her. He squeezed her buttocks as he thrust, stretching her wide. He found a rhythm, using her hips for leverage, Sarah moaning loudly each time he entered her.

"Harder, oh please, harder," she whispered, backing on to him and Severus willingly obliged. He was forcing himself faster and deeper into her, her screams telling him that she was absolutely loving it.

"Do you like being fucked like a whore?" he growled hoarsely, driving into her, the sound of their skin slapping together punctuating her soprano moans.

"Oh yes, just like that, don't stop," she cried, her body tensing around him, and he could tell she was close. Within moments she had closed tightly around him, her inner muscles gripping him spasmodically with the intense flood of her climax as she howled, the force of her orgasm driving Severus on to his own. He held himself inside her, stroking the small of her back, until her muscles twitched no more.

"Now I can't see," she muttered into her pillow, and Severus chuckled as he withdrew, crawling up the bed behind her and covering her body with his.

"Looks like we're even," he drawled in her ear, wrapping his arms tightly around her.

"You're magnificent," she said again, kissing one of his hands. They lay silently together, embraced in the post-coital glow, each wanting time to stand still as they dozed contentedly in each others arms.