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Author's note: I am so sorry this took so long I have been in the hospital and have only recently been discharged. I hope it was worth the wait as always please review.
Chapter Ten
Sleep over with the goblin king
His kisses made her insides turn to jelly; she quivered with anticipation as she felt his ungloved hands reach to slide up her legs, dragging the hem of her nightgown in its wake. His tongue massaged her own, reaching into all the secret recesses of her mouth. Sarah's hands began to roam over Jareth's back, his muscles clenched under her explorations. She lightly scratched along his back with her fingernails and was rewarded with a groan and a shiver, reaching up to his neck he brought it to her mouth and began placing butterfly kisses long the length of it. Then she sucked a little of the flesh into her mouth and lightly nipped. He shuddered and gasped, empowered by this she rolled him onto his back and sat straddling his mid section. Jareth was surprised by her forwardness and it took him moments to decide he rather liked being surprised by his raven haired vixen. She again dragged her nails along his skin, this time across his chest. When her sharp claws came into contact with his nipples Jareth sucked in a breath as his skin seemed to jump to life. She stroked his stomach feathering light open mouthed kisses along his abdomen going further and further getting nearer to the waistband of his slacks. The closer she got to his already protruding manhood the more lust driven he became. He reached for her only to have his hand grabbed and restrained. She was thoroughly enjoying herself and didn't want him to spoil her fun by taking over. She wanted to drive him to the brink. As he reached for her she stepped just out of reach, and whispered huskily "Jareth you're a fae right". He could only nod wondering where she was going with this, "and the fae love games right?" he nodded again and quirked an eyebrow. "Lets play a game, but we'll need two silk scarves, an ostrich feather and some honey. Do you think you could conjure them for me?" he did as she asked and stood staring at her open mouthed he couldn't believe Sarah had this dark sexy side and he had never noticed. She pushed him onto the bed and removed his breeches, then sat straddling him she bound his wrists together with one of the scarves and then bound then to the bed post, the other scarf she used as a make shift blindfold for Jareth.
He lay there on the bed aroused beyond belief unable to touch or see. This was the most exquisite kind of torture. Sarah had removed the nightgown she had wore revealing a red silk and lace bra and thong set and silk stockings held up by lace garter belts. She knelt over Jareth and whispered "comfy" he nodded and his breath quickened he waited with bated breath for her first administrations. Sarah picked up the feather and ran it over his chest, he gasped and his muscled tensed, then the feather began to run over his stomach toward his hard manhood. When she suddenly diverted down his thighs he almost wanted to cry. Slowly she made circles on his thigh, getting bigger and bigger until the tip of the feather brushed his shaft, he groaned and thrusted his hips. Being unable to see all his senses were heightened and even though the brush was light to Jareth she may as well have ran her finger along it. His reactions made her feel sexy and powerful. Knowing she was (figuratively speaking) bringing the most powerful being in both worlds to his knees was a big boost to her ego. She ran the feather along his testicles and watched as they clenched and Jareth near tried to rip his bound hands from the bed, "Sarah oh god please this is torture please let me touch you let me please you".
"Seeing you at my mercy does please me, I'll have you begging yet your majesty." With that she picked up the honey and drizzled a little on his chest, he gasped at the coolness and feel of it running over his nipples and chest. Then Sarah leant forward and lapped it off with her tongue, the contrast of the cool honey and the heat of Sarah's tongue made his skin tingle. She drizzled more on his stomach and lapped at it again and again she repeated the process getting closer each time to his manhood. By now Jareth was crazy with desire for his little green eyed witch and vowed to show her torture when she released him form his restraints. She continued her honey torture on his engorged manhood, drizzling it along its length then licking from base to tip. Jareth could stand it no longer he dissolved the restraints and faster than Sarah could blink she was under him and he was wearing a grin matched only by the Cheshire cat. "That's not fair" she cried as he leaned in to taste her. He began his own slow torture, devouring her inch by inch and when she cried out for him to go faster he answered by slowing down. When she was near breaking point and sobbing with pleasure he took her and pounded into her heat over and over. staking his claim on her Sarah arched and as she came she cried out "Jareth" still he continued to pound then as he felt pressure build in his sack he grabbed her hair and tilted her head to look at him, "mine" he growled as he empted his seed into her. As hey came down of the top of the world he asked "honey….interesting and restraints hmm I never guessed you were such a pervert Sarah may I take this opportunity to say I am very impressed" he chuckled and glanced down only to see his love was fast asleep. "Sweet dreams my green eyed enchantress...Hmm honey for breakfast I wonder…" he mumbled slipping off to sleep.