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want,” he said huskily and kissed her again, thrusting his tongue between her teeth so a red-hot passion flared as if there’d been no misunderstanding.
    Well, it hadn’t been a misunderstanding on his part, and now she completely understood the game. If she were going to continue with this, she had to pretend to be an experienced lover. She was a witch and an inspired woman. She could do it.
    She tried to remember the impossible positions of the Kama Sutra when she’d googled it. The names of those positions didn’t come to her at the moment, but the expression of the woman in the drawings had shown the pleasure she’d clearly derived, so they couldn’t be painful. She smiled at Jack and took his hand, leading him back to the bed.
    “So you don’t like the innocent virgin approach,” she teased. “How about something more exciting?” She pushed him back on the bed and climbed up beside him. She cast her mind back to Kama Sutra. She had to take charge here, and she didn’t have a clue what to do first. She remembered a few basics, and with a great show of lascivious knowledge, shoved him on his back.
    Climbing on top, she straddled him and eased herself onto his hard cock, tensing herself for the pain, but there was none. Ha! The non-Incubus was at it again. He’d taken away the pain. For that, she was grateful. Not that she couldn’t have done it herself, but it was nicer that he had.
    When he was seated deep within her, she leaned back until her weight was resting on her hands and began a circular motion with her hips. He moaned with pleasure, chuckled and raised his head to take in the unobstructed view of her slit.
    One hand brushed against her clitoris, causing her to gasp with pleasure then increase her wriggling motion. His thumb circled her clitoris again, then took up a rhythm that raised sensations throughout her body. She rotated her hips, bringing additional sensations to his hard penis. He helped by raising his knees to support her back and to give him leverage to move against her. His wicked fingers were still at work on her slit, caressing her nub with slight touches that awakened a raving need in her body.
    She wanted more and more. She wanted to come, but feared she would seem gauche and untried. She bit her lip, suppressed a groan and wriggled some more. His breathing had grown raspier. They moved together, and just when she feared she would lose control and tighten against him, he let go of her hips.
    “This way is better,” he said and made her turn so she sat backwards on him. He sat up behind her, his hands encircling her, reaching for her slit, while his hot cock pushed deeply into her. She was filled in a different way than before, and once again, she gasped with pleasure and surprise. She rocked against him and heard his moan of mounting desire. She became so caught up in her pleasure, she almost forgot she had to be inventive and varied, least he become bored. It was hard to think of new ways to allure him when all she wanted was to succumb to her own sensations.
    He moved against her again, and she racked her brain for something new. An Incubi had probably experienced every position ever invented and a few of his own, but she had to show this one that she was as experienced as she’d claimed. Finally, she thought of one position that would showcase her athletic abilities and give him something new. But just as she was about to make her move, he pushed her hips off his groin. Quick as a wink, he was on top, her legs spread wide and resting on his shoulders so he could once again enter her.
    This direction was even better than the last, she thought dimly, then gave herself over to the pleasure of being mounted by a young, experienced stud who knew how to make a woman happy. And she was happy. She felt her lips part in a wide, passion-hazed grin, while her nether lips were sundered by a large, throbbing cock that plowed through her quivering muscles and touched her in places and ways