Page 104 of Unhinged Magic
As I teased her nipple, her hand moved over my chest, molding into my abs until it went lower, sliding into my boxers and wrapping around my dick.
Holy fuck.
“As much as I want this…” I groaned, struggling to find words as she moved her hand over my morning wood. “Are you sure you’re ready?”
She didn’t answer, instead tightening her grip on me and running pre-cum over the head.
Fucking hell, she was a dream come true.
She stared at me lazily from beneath heavy eyelids. “I loved the night we spent together. Ineededthat night. But I need us to beusagain.”
Who was I to deny this absolute goddess?
I would not fuck her. This morning, I would worship her like the perfect thing she was. My soulmate.
I slid my hands into my boxers and removed her hand, placing it on her pussy and covering her hand with mine. “Show me. I can’t think of a bigger turn on than watching you touch yourself.”
She looked away sheepishly, and I ran a hand up into her hair, coercing her to look at me again.
My voice deepened, a plea. “Please.”
She hesitated, her eyes darting over my face as if trying to read me. “You really want to see me dothat?”
Fuck, I could think of nothing better than watching Skye get herself off, but I wouldn’t push any further if she didn’t want to.
“Only if you feel comfortable. I know it’s such a personal thing, but...” I shook my head, struggling to find the right words. “I like to watch, and I wouldloveto watch you.”
I released my hand from hers, giving her the opportunity to make her own decision.
Consent.Always.
“For you,” she whispered.
My dick pushed against the fabric of my boxers as her eyelids closed, her hand still between her thighs as she made herself comfortable on her back. A soft moan escaped her lips as her hand moved over her pussy, her legs pushed together. I was the luckiest man alive, in awe as I watched her free hand roll over a nipple, hardening it to a peak.
Skye was a natural beauty. But right now? She was utterly, devastatingly perfect.
I couldn’t keep my hands to myself any longer. She let out a whimper as my hand brushed her knee, subtly moving her leg wider, and I knew I was done for.
I watched in stunned silence as her hand circled the ball of nerves I knew would push her over the edge the moment I got my mouth on her, and fuck if this wasn’t the most addictive thing to witness. I could watch her like this forever and die a happy man.
I could stand it no longer. I needed to taste her again.
Moving between her legs, she gasped as I removed her hand and slid my tongue through her center, lapping at her. Her thighs tightened around my head, and I pushed them open wide again,devouringher.
Her whimpers turned into moans. Her moans spilled into jumbled words. My name came from her lips in ways I knew I would never forget.
When she was close, I pulled away. I wanted her coming on my dick this morning and nowhere else.
“Wes,” she breathed in a half-moan, half-sigh.
Running my hand through her arousal again, I slid a finger into her, then two.
Her sheets crinkled as they gathered in her palms, her words rushing from her. “Ohmigod.”
“You’re so tight, Skip. Can you fit another?”
“Hhhmmm,” she murmured, squirming against my fingers, and that was all the assurance I needed to slip a third into her. “Holy shit!” she moaned, writhing beneath me.
