Chapter 30 - A 'Convincing' Deal IV

He pulled out of her and turned her body as if he owned her. Both his hands going down to her thighs, he gripped her ass and lifted her, placing her on the countertop.

Sirius got a view of her perky, milky breasts for the first time. The bra was still there, so he just pushed it up and claimed her plump flesh with both palms. The sight of her face adorned with messy hair was a delight too. Her ruined mascara, her gasping lips and her intoxicated eyes lusted for more.

"Put it in." Not her, but Sirius ordered.

Rosmerta used her own hands to grip Sirius' dirty, drenched cock and lined it with her entrance. Before she knew it, she felt full once again, so deep and stretched, so hot in her core that she just threw her head back against the raised counter of the customer side.

Sirius didn't start pumping right away and instead claimed her breasts with his lips. They were bigger than what he could hold in his palms. The areolas were wide and pale brown, while the nipples were taut, button-like. He rubbed them between his lips like a cigarette and licked the life out of them.

"Ummmm… baby… oooh…" Rosmerta's legs went around his waist and tried to pull in him, as if seeking more cock. Her free hands moved too, one playing with her own clitoris while the other, shockingly, gripped Sirius' hair and pulled him over to herself.

He stopped slobbering her breasts and found something much hotter, softer, silkier, and tastier. At the same time, he began moving his hips again and earned her hot moans.

The kiss lasted the entire time, but calling it a kiss was mild. They ate each other's mouths, tongues licking everywhere across their faces. Their spit spilled from their shared kiss in long strands, tainting Rosmerta's breasts that were fondled by his palms.

"Um, oh, oh, yes baby… Y-you're… doing great…" she cried to him, wanting to feel all of him inside. Her hands rubbed all over his hair, face, and neck, at a loss as to where to touch next.

Sirius stared at her face after the broken kiss, placing his forehead against her and glaring into her eyes with the furious look of a beast. His pumps became more violent with that, long, hard, diving plunges, each time leaving the entire bar counter shaking. Her breasts jiggled, and her throat cried out for God.

"Y-You're… ugh… a great convincer," Sirius said and kept fucking until he felt something rising from deep within his balls. He had already felt Rosmerta's third orgasm by then, giving him the ease of more hot, silken lubrication.

With overflowing stimulation inside her pussy, he tightly gripped both her breasts while continuing to look at her face. The flushed, ached, aroused, and drunk look was heavenly to look at. The fact that he caused her to look like this pushed him to do more and more, faster and harder.

"Argh…" Sirius grunted like a beast, the drinks finally messing with his mind. "N-Narcis…sa… Ha…."

"Mm… fuck…" Rosmerta cursed, feeling so hot she couldn't feel her ass anymore, so sore on the tabletop after the hourlong fucking. The only thing she felt at that moment was being fucked to ruins, her pussy, a sweltering furnace of pleasure for her and the man.

"A-almost…" Sirius warned and picked his pace. "Fuck… hide!"

But just as he was about to reach that sweet release, he noticed Regulus moving and starting to get up. He panicked, pulled out of Rosmerta immediately, and made her get off the tabletop.

Regulus did wake up, much to Sirius' annoyance. He looked left and right in confusion at first and then fixed on Sirius. "W-What happened? Where… Ah…"

Sirius flinched for a moment just then, finding his soaking hot, needy shaft once again surrounded by something tight and warm. Too damn wild!

"Don't worry, it's all good," Sirius said, trying not to curse with his cock being sucked like crazy under the counter. It felt humanly impossible by how strong the suction was from her mouth.

"Where's Madam…"

"Out-fucking… Outside." Sirius put his arm's weight on the tabletop as his knees were giving away. "Y-You can go upstairs and sleep in any unlocked room you find."

"Neat," Regulus muttered and quickly got up. Walking with wobbly steps, he eventually walked up the stairs, and his footsteps vanished.

"Merlin's fucking beard…"

Finally, Sirius looked down at the view. Rosmerta gobbled on his cock ferociously, rubbing her hand all over his girth with round twists of her fist, as if she was unscrewing him. Her tongue caressed and slobbered on his cockhead with such rage that he couldn't even warn her.

Thud!

Sirius barely maintained balance using his hands on the tabletop. His toe, instead of curling, stretched out and spread while his hips pumped on their own. It had been a week since he last released his pent-up desires.

So, as the dam broke, he spilled loads and loads of cream down into Rosmerta's hungry throat. It took her by surprise, too, as her eyes shot open. Yet she kept him in her mouth and, with audible gulps, downed all of his release like shots of Firewhiskey.

It took almost two minutes for Sirius to go through his white-hot eruption. His cock twitched uncontrollably between her lips, which he was sure she felt too. Her tongue continued to roll around the crown of his cock, never letting a single drop leak out.

Finally, when he relaxed, he saw Rosmerta give one last, hard suck on his cock from the hilt of his length to the top—squeezing the life and soul out of him, wiping clean any trace of his and her own release.

"Did that…" Rosmerta looked up while still on her knees, displaying her tongue, showing him she had gulped it all in. "Seal the deal?"

Sirius's brows furrowed, and a line formed on his forehead. This insane woman still had the energy to play with him. "Ugh… Sure… But I'm feeling like a Kneazle after a chase."

Rosmerta chuckled and finally stood up, letting her skirt fall down completely and cover her sore, swollen red petals. Her jutting breasts were also covered as soon as she tied her top. Her own breath remained ragged still, but she calmed herself with another shot of Firewhiskey, also washing down the aftertaste of a man in her mouth.

"So… Narcissa?" She blurted suddenly.

Shocked, Sirius' head turned to her in a jolt. No! Did I mistake her for Narcissa? When?

Rosmerta chuckled and caressed his still exposed, flaccid tool with her fingers, pressing her covered hills on his chest and cornering him against the cabinet. "I heard nothing…"

Fuck! Sirius felt a headache rise suddenly. Keeping her mouth shut will cost more than money.

When she stepped back, Sirius pulled his underwear up and zipped up his pants. He wiped his face with his handkerchief and made himself look presentable.

"I'll write you the recipe in the morning."

Pat!

Rosmerta slapped Sirius' ass, pushing him away from her side of the bar. "I was just kidding. You don't have to if you don't want to."

Sirius abruptly turned around and gripped her by her waist, his other hand gently holding her throat. He pushed her back to the same bottle cabinet, taking back the control. "It's a gift."

"For what?"

Sirius smiled deviously and looked at her with hungry eyes. He had no energy left, but he did appreciate the wild sex with her. "For being a brilliant convincer."

Feeling his gaze locked at her lips, Rosmerta blushed. She could sense the undertone of his words, being plenty experienced in sex and men. Indeed, she was wild, but she wasn't that sort of woman. "Profit sharing?"

"Hah! As long as you only sell it in this inn, I want nothing." Sirius chuckled and stepped away from her. He walked to the other side of the bar and picked up his jacket to find a room upstairs to sleep. "…Perhaps a little convincing every now and then."

He winked at her before turning towards the stairs. Seeing the silly, smiling face of Rosmerta really sealed the deal for him. I won, in the end.

As he arrived upstairs, he went around checking different rooms and eventually found an unlocked one. Turning the knob, he opened the door, hoping to just jump into the bed and rest.

"So…"

"Fuck!" Sirius saw Regulus standing right there inside, near the window. The lights were turned off.

"You really are a horndog," Regulus commented, folding his arms and staring daggers at his older, wilder brother.

Sirius scratched his head in embarrassment. He didn't want to be a bad influence on his little brother, after all. "Well… We just drank a little too much and ended up fucki…"

"So it was a drink with Narcissa too?"

"..."

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