Chapter 2: Part 2
When Luke woke up his whole body jolted up right to look around. He was in the exact spot from when he head butted that girl. Then she led him off to the woods and…was it all a dream? He didn't have a clue, he felt really good, but that could be to the fact that he took a long nap. His palm came gently up to rub his forehead, which still brought a wince at a small touch. The only thing he knew for sure was he hit something, or was hit by something. He finally pulled himself off the ground brushing himself off as he noticed how dark it was outside. One look at the sky and he could see that it was getting close to sun down. "How long have I been out?" He posed that question out loud and didn't expect an answer so he made his way to hurry home.
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Luke finally arrived home after a long walk, the whole time he tried to piece together everything that had happened with him and the beautiful girl. Yet, he still couldn't figure out if it was all real or just a dream he had while he was knocked out like a light. He knew it would drive him insane if he couldn't figure it out. It was like an itch in the back of his head that he couldn't scratch.
As he walked through the front door to their small house he was greeted, lazily from the crouch, by his sister. "Hey Luke, what took you so long getting home? Some guys messing with you or something?"
Luke rolled his eyes, "No, just lost track of time when I was walking through the park." A half-truth that worked, or seemed to, when she gave a groan in acknowledgment while she continued to watch T.V. His sister paled in comparison to the goddess which kept his thoughts racing. All Luke could see was his sisters short dark brown hair, which almost made her look like a boy. Her small angular face, and pouty lips, was the only things that kept her from being thought of as a boy. She was barely 5'7, normally she came up to Luke's shoulder on her good days, and her petite body (with high A and low B cup breasts) gave her the look of a skinny boy. Luke's eyes barely lingered a second over her before he brushed past the couch to his room. "Do I always have to be in trouble for me to come home late?!"
He slammed the door before she could even reply. It was true that Luke got into the occasional fight with other guys from school, but who hasn't? She continued to treat him like a little boy even though she was his twin and born maybe a few minutes before he was, and now both their birthdays had passed within the last week or so.
Luke leaned against the door with a deep sigh as he tried to clear his head. With one look at his room he felt the urge to immediately leave. Like the rest of his life, his room was boring and average. His clothes were hung up and in drawers, at least the ones that didn't liter the floor. His bed was crammed against the corner and his desk rammed next to his window. He had only one solid bookshelf in the room and some that hung on the walls, all of them filled with books he had already went through and was never going to read again. Beyond that there was nothing special about it, he didn't even bother hanging up posters.
He had to get out of his room, out of the house. Without wasting any more thought on the subject he tossed his back pack on his bed before going to the closet to rummage through some clothes. He knew he wanted to get out and do something, if anything, but he didn't know what he wanted to do. Every skin and fiber of his being screamed at him to get out of the house and he was so flustered he didn't even care what he wore. He wanted out so bad he grabbed some random pair of pants and shirt. He was out of his old clothes and in his new ones within a blink of an eye (which might be record pace for him).
Luke rushed out the door without a single word to his sister; at most he gave a casual wave of good bye with his hand as he closed the door. When he made it outside he felt himself more relaxed, as if he was being choked and was suddenly able to breath. The house at that moment he walked in was a jail and he was an inmate that was just set free. But, if he was an inmate who exactly was the warden? He didn't think too hard on it because he hadn't figured out where he was going to go yet. He still didn't have a clue what he wanted to do but he did start walking and tried to fallow his feet.
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Luke had lost track of time or how far he had been walking into town. All he knew was he was when he at his house the sun was barely above some of the buildings and now he was downtown, some were, with the sky being completely dark. The only light he had to go off of was the occasional street lamp. His feet began to shuffle against the side walk as he had still yet to find anything of interest. It had been an hour after he left before he noticed that he had grabbed his best blue jeans and a decent V-neck shirt with tribal designs along the upper chest, along with his grey jean jacket.
He found himself drawn to an empty street with only a few shops. It was more than strange, there wasn't anything special about the street itself when the only thing this street had was a few old, or run down, shops and flickering street lights that showed off a few alley ways. Yet here he was walking down it because of a random urge, the same random urge that made him feel suffocated in his own home and had him grab some of his best clothes. A deep sigh left his lips before he put his hands into his pant pockets. The street seemed to remind him of the rest of his life, boring and dead.
Luke just thought he was fooling himself at this point, hoping for some excitement in his dull life. There was no God, at least that Luke knew of, so there was no random force that pulled him here. The only thing that pulled him here was his stupid curiosity and imagination. He had finally decided to brush off both moments, moment he had with a goddess as a dream and the one he had at home, as just pure dreams (though he wished he had more dreams with the goddess in them). He had to face reality, that his life was as dead as this street.
"Hey there."
Luke's attention was pulled away from his thoughts as his head snapped around to the voice. His eyes became locked on a convertible blue sports car, but it wasn't the car that caught his attention, the woman in it had his full attention. The woman was so stunning that Luke had to make sure he hadn't run into anything to make him start dreaming again. He blinked a few times but the woman was still there. She was an older woman, maybe in her late thirties, but she was more than in her prime. She had a full athletically toned figure with the right curves, hell the first thing he noticed was how well her business outfit held and hugged her nicely fit curves. Her blue skirt, which only came above her knees, showed off her nicely toned legs. Her blue jacket was barely covering her white dress shirt that hugged her voluptuous breasts (around the high D's, maybe even DD's). But, Luke's eyes were completely locked on her face and its full angular figures that seemed to display her luscious lips like a portrait, her bright hazel eyes were the lights shining in the display, and her long blonde hair framed the art perfectly. He was completely in awe.
The fact that he was staring to long was more than obvious but it only brought a smile to the woman's lips as she gave a soft chuckle, "Enjoying the show are we?"
Luke finally pulled himself from his staring and found his voice, "Oh, sorry. Um…Can I help you Mrs.?"
She seemed to give another soft chuckle, "Well first it's Miss. Nina Bradley. And, I believe you're the one that's in need of help. Get in." She nodded her head towards the passenger side of her car.
If this was a dream Luke would have jumped in but he knew better, even though there was such a beauty in front of him. He shook his head, "No thanks I think I'm goo…" His thoughts were cut in mid transition as he felt the hairs on the back of his neck stand up and an itch on his spine as if someone just breathed down his neck. He slowly turned around to peer into a dark alley that was behind him. As he looked down the alley way he couldn't help but feel like every part of him wanted to move away from the alley way. This bothered him more than the feeling down his spine, since Luke was never the superstitious type.
He had no time to continue the line of thought when he was hit with the sudden urge to duck. He responded to the thought just as a blur moved for his head. As he dove down he saw the creature grip were his head was before landing on top of the convertible. Luke hit the ground hard bringing a grunt from his lips. His eyes slowly stared up at the demented looking creature that stared right back at him. It was something out of a horror show, with its body completely hunched over and about the size of a chimpanzee. Its skin was completely pale and it looked so thin that the bones pressed against its flesh, and because it was hunched over the spin was more than visible. But, the creepiest part about this thing that caught Luke's attention was its face: teeth like jagged nails, eyes as red as blood, and ears pointed back like daggers.
Luke found himself gapping at the thing as the words escaped his lips, "What the fuck?!" before his question, or statement could get a reply, the creature was suddenly slammed by a burst of fire that came out of no were. Luke wasn't sure what knocked him cold to put him in such a screwed up fantasy.
"I always hated those things. You better hurry up and get in." Miss. Bradley's voice pulled him from his shock.
Before he knew it Luke was back on his feet and his emotions came flooding in like a river. "What the hell! What the fucks going on!"
Miss Bradley just stared at him with a sigh, out of sympathy or annoyance he couldn't tell. "I'll explain, but we need to move before more trouble arrives."
"More trouble?!" The words just poured out with his shock, anger, and anxiety, "That thing was like a god damn mutated gremlin and you're telling me ther…" He was cut off again but this time he didn't have time to react as something slammed against his back. He fell to the ground with full force and the wind was knocked completely out of his lungs. He groaned for a few seconds before trying to sit up. Suddenly pain shot into his leg forcing him to scream. Out of reflex of pain and instinct he kicked randomly with his free leg and felt his foot connect with something. He rolled over clutching his leg as he felt more pain shoot through it. As he rolled over he saw another creature like the previous one. "Holy shit!" This time he was able to react better to the thing lunging at him. His free leg slammed full force into it making it fly back into a nearby trash can.
Luke pushed himself up and back away from the thing when he felt something take his arm. Panic shot through him again till he looked up to see Miss. Bradley helping him up. He gladly accepted the help and didn't care if it was to her car. But the sound of the trash can moving caught his eye again and he was about to freak. However Miss Bradley reacted better and with a simple wave over her hand another burst of flame appeared from thin air and slammed into the creature as it screamed. Luke's eyes widened as he stared at the thing.
The sudden tug on his arm brought his attention from the blazing fire as he moved towards the car. He practically fell into the passenger's side and hissed through his teeth as more pain shot through his leg. He barely noticed her move to her seat before driving off. He looked over at her and found her smiling at him from the corner of her eye, "Well I never did liked goblins anyways."
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Luke was still trying to processes everything that had just happened while he sat down in what was the most expensive looking apartment he had ever seen. One look out the window showed him he was five floors off the ground. Yet the view outside compared little to the view in the apartment itself. The furniture was of high quality, you'd swear it belonged in a manor, with the tables and desks being of dark wood and the couches being of white leather. There was a HD TV Flat screen that would have taken up an entire wall at his house and here it was a modest piece in the intricate setting. The apartment had plenty of space but from sitting in the living room Luke got a good look at the whole furnishing. The only thing out of place in this whole apartment was Luke himself.
A sudden sharp pain brought Luke back from staring as he winced. "Well if you don't hold still I won't be able to pretty you back up again will I?" Miss. Bradley's voice was coy as she knelt beside Luke. Luke sat there embarrassed as his pants hung at his ankles. Normally he wouldn't mind showing off when a beautiful woman was involved but when the woman is cleaning a slash mark from a goblins claw…it just breeds an awkward conversation, especially since you still trying to get to the part where you believe in goblins.
Miss. Bradley now continued to clean the blood from his leg with a wash cloth occasionally looking into his eyes, Luke could easily get lost in those eyes of hers. "Well it looks like you're gonna need some new pants then but otherwise your leg should heal on its own." She stood up moving to her luscious bathroom, giving Luke a great view of her ass. Luke couldn't decide if he was in heaven or hell right now. It was a lot to take in for the short amount of time. He barely had time to think when she came back out of the bathroom with a strange smirk on her face. "I don't mind admiring the view there but shouldn't you have your pants back on?"
Within a flash Luke was standing straight and pulling his torn up, formerly good, jeans back on. Miss Bradley just stared at him wearing her strange smile. He was torn between embarrassment and frustration. He went with frustration, all that happened in less than a few hours and all this woman would do is just tease him. He had enough; he needed to ask her what happened. But, instead of calm and collective it came out bursting with a scream, "What the hell is going on?!"
Miss Bradley actually looked like she had been slapped from the sudden scream. It took her a moment or two to compose herself. The brief moment pulled her from a shocked girl to a commanding woman. She wore her coy smile once more as she gently tucked some hair behind her ear. "Well love, what do you think is going on?"
Luke was easily getting more pissed off; his fists clinched so tightly his knuckles popped. All he wanted was a straight answer and this woman was toying with him? "How the hell should I know?! I keep on wondering if someone is knocking me out constantly today just so I can have the strangest dreams of my life! You're standing there asking me what I think?! I think I'm in a living fucking nightmare!" Luke didn't much care for softening his word for the moment. He needed to yell he needed to scream his way out of this nightmare that had taken over his life. He wanted Miss Bradley to sudden shatter like glass and wake up in bed. Instead what she did made Luke feel like he wanted to shatter instead.
She laughed.
She laughed such a throaty laugh that she started to turn red. Luke could only stare dumb founded as he looked at her. Her laughter continued to roll out of her so fierce that she held her stomach for a few moments. She smiled after clearing her throat and taking a few deep breaths. "I thought the same thing when I found out I was a sorceress, or a sorcerer in your case."
Again, Luke felt like he wanted to shatter into pieces.
He didn't hold back his shock, or his scream for that matter, "Are you telling me I'm a fucking Harry Potter?!"
Luke's comment brought more laughter from Miss Bradley. She started to grip her gut and almost fell over from how much she was laughing. Luke could swear he even started to see her eyes water from how much she was laughing. At this point he was hoping to see a bunch of people come out with cameras laughing and shouting "Punked!"' But all he saw was a very attractive woman laughing at him; he even hoped she was pulling an elaborate prank on him.
She finally stopped laughing taking a few deep breaths before coming up to him. He still had his fists clinched and ready for some sort of fight, any kind of fight. But, when she placed her hand on his cheek and smiled into his eyes he felt all thoughts of anger and fighting slip from him. He felt calmer for some strange reason and…it was nice. After another few moments she took his hand and sat down, pulling him to sit down as well. She was still smiling at him as she spoke, "Well I've never heard it put that way before. But, no you're not a Harry Potter. You're a Sorcerer and between you and me, we out rank Mr. Potter any day."
Luke actually found himself smiling at her joke and found himself hung on her every word. He didn't know why but he had to listen, it felt like that exact urging that had been pulling him through everything up to this point ever since he left his house. Miss Bradley continued with a soft smile, "You can use the forces of magic and have certain things bend to your will. Everything that happened this afternoon was real. That "mutated gremlin," as you so elegantly put it, was really a goblin and that's not the only mythical creature that exists. I know it's a lot to take in but you'll get use to the fact. I know you don't want to believe me bu…"
Luke found himself cutting her off for some reason as the words flowed naturally from his mouth, "No, I believe you." His eyes blinked for a brief moment to process the words that left his own mouth. Did he believe her? It felt right to say yet he didn't know why. But, the fact that magic existed seemed like something he could believe, and calling the creature a goblin made some strange sense. He didn't know what was allowing him to think clearly but he was able to connect the dots. Some things did make sense but there were some blanks in his mind.
"What things are blank?" Miss Bradley's voice suddenly pulled Luke from his train of thought and he didn't realize that he had voiced that last thought. He must have had a dumb founded look on his face because Miss Bradley just smiled at him and squeezed his hand.
He finally voiced the question that had bothered him, above all else. "I…think I had something else strange happen to me earlier today but I don't know if I was dreaming or not."
"Tell me."
"Well…I was walking through the park when I ran into this girl, literally ran into her. Me and her spent some time together but I fell asleep and woke up were me and her…ran into each other. I just don't know if it was all a dream or…"
Luke froze when he looked up to see Miss Bradley's face light up with a beaming smile. He didn't know if he said anything stupid or if he seemed childish by his story. He was just shocked when she took both of his hands between hers squeezing them firmly, as if she was trying to hug the life from his fingers. "You didn't dream anything love! You completed a contract! Your first contract was completed before I could even teach you a thing!" Miss Bradley seemed to turn from woman to an excited school girl. She just kept holding Luke's hands and smiling brightly.
"Um…I did what?"
Miss Bradley seemed to struggle to pull herself from her girly high. "Sorcerers and Sorceresses gain our magic by completing contracts with beings that find us worthy. That "girl" was one such being."
"But…" Luke was more confused than ever, "She looked like an ordinary girl. And I didn't sign anything."
Miss Bradley gave a soft smile, "Love, I'm sure you and this "girl" did more than spend some time together didn't you?" Luke felt like he swallowed a stone and even felt his own cheeks burn red. Miss Bradley just smiled even more, "What you did was completing a contract, or signing a contract as you put it."
Luke's jaw dropped, "Are you telling me that me and her having sex was me signing a contract?!" Luke clamped his mouth shut just as quickly as the word came out and turned even redder.
Miss Bradley seemed to giggle at that one and squeezed his hands gently, "Yes."
"Um…what does the contract mean? Do I serve her in exchange for something?"
Miss Bradley shook her head, "No love, she serves you. At least her power does. Let me explain more." Luke sat more straight and drank in her words with pure need to know more. It was as if he was lost at sea for ages and her words were the sweet waters he needed to live. "You see when a being of magic finds a sorcerer/sorceress worthy they make a contract with them. When this happens there power transfers to the one they deem worthy. In this action they serve those they find worthy."
"So…in exchange for sex I get magic?"
Miss Bradley laughed again at that, "You have a charming way with words there love. That's an over simplification, but to sum it up yes. Sometimes it doesn't have to be sex, it just has to be a way to acknowledge you as being worthy of the beings power." Luke nodded listening to every word she said. "What did the girl look like?"
That one caught Luke off guard, one moment he was nodding and drinking in what she had to say and then he felt like he got smacked by a baseball bat. He looked at her blankly for a moment before giving his response, "Um…I'm sorry what?"
She simply smiled and asked the same question, "The girl you made the contract with, what did she look like." Luke paused for a moment closing his eyes. He told her everything about what he remembered of the goddess. From her red hair and blue eyes to the curves of her body, he went into as much detail that he could remember. The more he described her the more the memories flooded back and he couldn't help but smile. But, the smile had faded from Miss Bradley's face as she suddenly stood up and began pacing. Luke felt himself grow nervous as he sat there watching her pace about the room.
She seemed to pace around the room mumbling at first and then talking under her breath. Luke could only make out a few words here and there but he started to hear the last few trains of thought more clearly. "It could be her. If it was her she must have seen something special in him. The descriptions are too exact from what he described to be a something other than lck. She hasn't made a contract with anyone in years. So he must be the one…" She let that last thought trail off as she suddenly eyed Luke who was listening intently to her words. She smiled and looked at him. "Manira, I'm positive that's who it was."
"Then why were you pacing like a woman from an asylum mumbling about it?"
"Because Manira has rarely made a contract with anyone. She must have seen something special in you." Miss Bradley smiled as she took a seat beside Luke, except this time she rested her hand on his thigh. Luke's eyes immediately shot to her hand before looking up into her eyes. "You are something very special."
Luke looked between her hands to her face trying to make the connection. He was something special? The idea of him being special was more shocking than actually finding out that he was a sorcerer in a magical world that he had no idea about till that day. He just couldn't grasp anything special about himself, his whole life wasn't amazing and he hadn't done anything fantastic.
Luke finally locked eyes with Miss. Bradley and just let the words slip, "I think she may have made a bad call on that one."
Luke wasn't sure if she heard his words or not because she just kept smiling at him as she rested her hand on his thigh. Her eyes that were once coy, teasing and yet commanding turned to the eyes of an admirer. He found it strangely comforting as he felt how soft and cool her hands felt wrapped around his own. He continued to stare into her smiling face and began to get lost in the vast ocean that was her eyes.
He was pulled away from her eyes as he felt the softness leave his thigh and caress his cheek. He took in a small gasp at the cool feel of her hand on his cheek before looking back into her eyes. She smiled more so and spoke and an almost hushed voice, "I was looking for you because you are special. I just didn't realize how so till now." Without another word she pulled his face into her own planting a deep kiss on his lips.
Luke was hit with a full shock of her lips, they had a bit of a bitter flavor but a hidden sweetness behind it that just made him crave for more. After a moment he kissed her back matching the depth of her kiss. They spent the next few moments entangled in an embrace of each other's lips. She broke away from the kiss leaving Luke lingering as he still felt the taste of her lips on his own.
With one swift motion she was on her feet and pulling his hand, while she held her admiring smile. "Fallow me." Luke needed no further urging as he stood up. Once his leg carried his weight to the ground he held back the wince of pain from it and just fallowed Miss. Bradley. She gripped his hand walking slowly, as to not put more pressure on his leg, and lead him to the bedroom. Luke wasn't surprised to see that the bedroom was just as fancy as the rest of the apartment, but what did surprise him was the four post bed with see through curtains.
He wasn't granted much time to enjoy the view of the bed before Miss. Bradley pushed him into it. He landed with a solid bounce on his back, as he felt the mattress cradle him like a cloud. The mattress felt relaxing and he knew he would fall asleep on it easily, but he had something distracting him. Through the curtains he could see Miss. Bradley sliding out of her business suit slowly.
Luke swallowed hard as he leaned up on his elbows for a better view. He didn't know if she saw him watching her or not, either way she took her time. The first thing Luke saw was her blouse slowly being unbuttoned to allow her breasts to breath. Once it was unbuttoned she let it fall off of her shoulders and glide to the ground like a feather. Her next motion was bending over while unzipping the side of her skirt and that slowly inched down her thighs. Luke was being teased by how slowly the clothing was coming off. He felt like she was walking as slowly as she could out of murky water to show her voluptuous form.
After what felt like the longest few minutes of Luke's life he was able to see Miss. Bradley only in her underwear, and what a sight. He thought she was gorgeous with the clothes on but when they came off he was stunned. Her smooth skin over the athletic muscles of her flat stomach trailed up to her magnificent breasts, all of which were barely hidden by her silk white bra and panties.
She must have liked Luke's reaction because she had a pure coy smile on her face. She slowly moved the curtains a side and slipped onto the bed herself. "Now it's your turn there love." Without waiting for a reply she gripped Luke's pants and nearly yanked him, with the pants, off the bed. With one solid motion his pants and boxers were off his hips and on the floor. When she saw the massive hard on that Luke held she went wide eyed, "Now that's a wonderful sight."
She continued to have her coy smile as she crawled up Luke's body, lifting his shirt slowly, while planting small biting kisses along his skin. Luke closed his eyes as he felt her lips and teeth grip his skin from his stomach up to his chest. Every small nibble along his flesh was just the purest bliss he could imagine. Within those brief bites of bliss he felt her lips fall back on to his lips for a deep kiss that took his breath away. Her lips mashed against his in one of the fiercest kisses he had ever had.
She remained locked on to his lips for what felt like eternity, but may have only been a few minutes. She finally broke the kiss, tugging on his bottom lip as she pulled away. When Luke felt her let go of his lip she wore the most lust filled smile he had ever seen in his life.
Luke finally came down from his shock and let his hand glide up her stomach, feeling every inch of her skin, all the way between her breasts. He would have gladly moved further up, but she gripped his hand over her breast. This time it was Luke's turn to wear a coy smile as he began to squeeze and massage her breast. A small moan escaped her lips and Luke felt her hips slowly grind against his bare member. He let out a small deep sigh as he felt her silk panties, warm from the heat of her core, grind against his throbbing member. This only caused him to grip her breast even more, and in turn caused her to grind on him even further.
Luke could completely stop there and enjoy the sensation of her soft breast under his hand and warmth grinding against him, but he wanted more. With his free hand, he cupped her firm ass, squeezing it firmly as she continued to grind more against him. At this point their rhythms rocked the bed and moans of deep pleasure escaped both of their lips at the blissful foreplay.
But it seemed that Miss. Bradley had enough with the foreplay. She hopped off of Luke's throbbing member only to bend over it with a lustful smile. She stared at his cock with complete hunger, with barely a side glance at Luke. But that side glance was enough for him to see her line of thought. He barely felt her breath caress the head of his cock before she had engulfed most of the length in her mouth. This brought out a deep gasp of pleasure from him as he felt the warmth and softness of her mouth glided along the very length of his cock. Every time she bobbed her head a moan escaped her lips and he felt her tease the head of his cock.
She continued her attack on his dick, trying to take more and more each time, but was unable to take all eight inches of his cock. She swung her leg around, so her ass was in his face, to get better leverage and forced six of the eight inches in, causing her to gag slightly on his dick. Luke would have been lost in her motions if a strong smell hadn't reached his nose. Luke looked more carefully and saw that Miss. Bradley's silk panties were soaked. He reached forward pulling the panties to the side to see her entire pussy glistening with her own juices. It was a lovely sight, she had just the smallest patch of hair above her pussy. He couldn't contain his excitement and just dove right in, licking and sucking on her pussy.
This caused her to break away from his cock and gasp with pleasure, "Oh my god!"
Luke didn't let the sudden cold air on his cock stop him from tasting her warm juices. He continued to drink up her nectar which tasted just like her lips, bitter but strongly sweet, only it was more intoxicating. He continued to lick up her pussy's lips, poking his tongue into her hole. He started to feel her grind against his tongue as she attempted to go back to work on his cock.
She started just licking from his balls all the way up his shaft to his head, just trying to tease it. But, Luke was so engrossed with tasting her pussy he held back the moans of pleasure she brought and made she sure she screamed them instead. His lips finally locked on to her clit, gripping it firmly, as he sucked and licked it. She was unable to continue teasing his cock as he toyed with her clit. She just gripped his thighs moaning and groaning in pure pleasure.
Luke's assault lasted a good five minutes before Miss. Bradley couldn't take it. She forced herself off his mouth, which brought a slight wine from Luke, and stood to the side of the bed. Though, Luke's wining stopped instantly when he saw her unclasp her bra and go to slip off her panties. He stared lustfully after her naked body, seeing her perfect D sized breasts and the small patch of hair above her pussy. He continued to stare even as she crawled back onto the bed, and on to him, staring just as lustfully into his eyes.
She leaned in and whispered into his ear, "I'd like to make a contract to." Luke was completely taken off guard with that and even more so when she impaled herself onto his dick, taking all eight inches inside her. Both Luke and Miss. Bradley gasped in completely pleasure. But, for Miss. Bradley, she wanted more. She began to instantly slam herself onto his cock trying to drive it even deeper inside of her. "Oh my god, it's so big. It's filling me up!" She exclaimed as she continued to pound and dropped herself on to his cock. He could feel her pussy grip him so tightly it was as if she was sucking him into her pussy.
Luke's hands reached up and gripped her ass firmly, pulling her down even harder on to his cock. Their skins slapped against one another, filling the bedroom with the sounds of their moans. Miss. Bradley buried her face into Luke's neck, screaming and groaning into his skin. Luke would thrust up as much as he could, trying to ignore the pain in his leg from the Goblin's claw.
They continued their motions of ecstasy for a good ten minutes, while Miss. Bradley gripped onto Luke more firmly. Suddenly she pulled away from his neck, pushing her hands onto Luke's chest which forced him flat, and began to wildly drop herself onto his dick. Her fingernails dug into his chest causing a groan of pleasure to escape his lips. He was lost in the bliss of her body gripping his own. He felt his dick pulse and throb as the growing climax began to swell inside of him. Luke announced with a roar in his throat, "Oh shit I'm gonna cum!"
This only caused Miss. Bradley to smile more wickedly as she bounced more furiously on his cock, "Cum, cum inside!" With that final plea and the intensity of her bouncing on his cock Luke couldn't hold it in any longer. His dick exploded with a deep intensity inside of her and in turn he felt her clamp down on him and her own juices gushed out of her.
After they both came down from their high, they laid on the bed panting and heaving with sweat coating their bodies. It was right then that Luke was afraid that he was going to fall asleep again and wake up to find out it was a dream. He forced his eyes to stay open as he stared down at Miss. Bradley who was collapsed on his chest, breathing heavily herself. "So what happens now?" Luke had to make sure he wasn't dreaming. He didn't want to go back to a boring life and think that this moment was a dream as well.
Miss. Bradley barely tilted her head to look up at him, as she moved a piece of hair behind her ear. "Well first thing tomorrow, after we are all rested up, I'm going to take you to make another contract. I'm not familiar with Manira's contract so I can't teach you how to use her powers. So I need to start you off with something I know." She smiled devilishly at him as she held out her hand. Within a blink fire burst from her hand and he felt the heat of it off his chest. Just as quickly as the flame came it disappeared. She smiled widely and snuggled up to his chest. For some reason he felt reassured by it and just let her hold him as he slipped off to sleep himself.
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