Succubus Girlfriend (preview)

We walk into the restaurant and have a seat. I sit beside her so she can keep a tight hold of my hand. I lean into her side, resting my head on her regal shoulder. “This feels nice, doesn’t it?”

“Yes,” she gasps.

“I’m proud of you.” I give her hand and extra squeeze.

“You shouldn’t,” she grumbles. Her body is radiating pure heat, it feels so good to me. 

“I am and I will be,” I smirk up at her. “Because I love you.”

She gasps and turns her head away, rubbing away tears as they start to splash down her cheeks. “You...you shouldn’t-” she whimpers.

“I do and will,” I kiss the back of her hand again. 

Olivia looks down at me, her smile is both sad and elated. She dips down and I tilt my chin up. I taste her tears as she kisses me. I moan softly, pressing my body against her’s. Her lips part and she moans. Her tongue slips into my mouth and I enjoy the treat.

“Wait-” she gasps and pulls away. “The restaurant,” she clears her throat and wipes her eyes. I just stare up at her grinning like an idiot. “Later,” she says and opens up the menu. 

I snuggle against her, enjoying the warmth radiating off her body.

“Don’t you want anything to eat?” She asks.

“I’m full right now,” I feel as though I could purr like a kitten. 

After lunch, we go back to her apartment. I eagerly await another kiss but instead she goes to the bathroom. I hate that I feel impatient, I want her to come to me on her own.

“Can you come here for a moment?” She calls from the bathroom.

I step inside and my heart jumps into my throat. Olivia is standing there naked, her back turned to me. Her ass if perfect. It looks like a ripe peach. So soft and shapely, and I couldn’t help but pray it was juicier than any peach I’ve had before.

“Can you braid my hair, Meri?” She asks.

I nod. “Yeah. Of course.”

She hands me a hair tie and I set to work braiding her long hair Once it’s tied she turns to me. Her cheeks are flushed and her body is warm and welcoming. Her breasts are lovely, drooping slightly but still full. Her nipples look just as delicious as her ass does.

“You’re drooling.” She wipes at the corner of my mouth.

“Can you blame me?” My mouth feels so wet as I talk.