Page 74 of Untraced Magic
He tugged at my hand, pulling us down the hall, his strides quick and short as he dragged me into the bedroom. My core ached for what was coming.
I chanced a bold tongue. “I was quite fond of the wall,” I said cheekily, unable to hold back my grin.
He raised a brow, heat filling his irises as he stepped closer, taking me in his arms, my own wrapping around his neck.
“Morgan, I don’t fuck. And what I have planned for you willnotbe against a wall.”
My mouth practically dropped to the floor, heat rushing to my cheeks.
His irises danced like a flame before covering my mouth with his, coaxing my lips apart, his tongue caressing mine leisurely, like he had all the time in the world. I undid each button on his shirt, and he studied my hands as they released each one, pushing his shirt over his shoulders until it fell to the floor in a crumpled pile.
My hands slid up the ridges of his stomach and into his hair, as he watched me with intrigue. He pulled me in for another kiss, in no rush as he pulled my top over my head, leaving me in my barely-there black bra, his fingers slipping the straps from my shoulders.
When the clasp released, cool air circled my breasts, my nipple hardening as he rolled it between his thumb and finger. I undid his jeans, pulling him from his boxers, and a curse fell from him as I moved my hand over him, hard and heavy in my palm.
I explored the wonder of him in my hands, relishing the power I held in that moment, like an addiction I knew I could never break free from.
Tyler cupped each side of my face, landing a kiss on my mouth. “What you do to me is incredible.”
His words spurred me on, and I dropped to my knees.
Steel gray storms looked down at me as I took him in my mouth, drinking in my every movement, a guttural moan forcing from him as he hit the back of my throat.
When his head rolled backwards, relinquishing all power to me, I knew I was his and his only, the small movement sent a ravaging wildfire through me. His hands gently fisted my hair, winding it around his wrist as he slowly pumped into me, and I moaned as he hit me deep.
“That’s it, that’s so fucking unreal,” he groaned as I circled him with my tongue.
From my knees, he looked like a god as he searched a world of his own, lost behind his eyelids.
The carves of his chest lead to the subtle V of his hips where a dusting of hair gathered at the base of him. He was deliciously, utterly, so fucking beautiful. His lips parted slightly before he stared down at me.
I felt his restraint wavering before his hand pressed my shoulder.
“You need to stop. It’s too much,” he rasped, pulling me to my feet. He traced his thumb above my brow, his voice a whisper. “You’re something else, you know that?”
I felt every word, each syllable like a beat of my own heart, thumping in time with mine.
Tyler kissed me again, devouring my mouth. He pulled us onto the bed so I was above him, discarding our clothing one piece at a time, like we had an eternity left to live and all the time in the world.
His hands slipped between my thighs again, his fingers curling against me, and I dug my hands into his shoulders as I melted under his skilled touch.
I couldn’t stop the cry that tore from my lips, opening my eyes to find him watching me under heavy lids.
His voice hit a new depth, and he laced his free hand with mine. “I could watch you like this forever.”
My eyes slid closed, lost in a building pleasure, his fingers still inside me as he twisted us until he was above me again. When an unfamiliar warmth wrapped around my clit, I found him between my legs, his eyes spearing mine, the darkest I’d seen.
A predatory tint of the night sky dominated his pupils as he lapped at my sex with his tongue—it was almost too much.
A rush of air left me. “Tyler, oh my God, I…”
No one had ever kissed methere.The sensation was so overwhelming I tried to pull away, but his arms were tucked tightly under my legs, holding down my hips.
I found it more intimate than sex, having him tasting the most sensitive parts of me, and I finally gave into his tongue.
Tyler brought me closer and closer so many times before backing off, a torture I never knew I needed until he finally undid me, thecombination of both his mouth and touch arching my toes, my insides combusting around him.
I cried out, but he didn’t stop. Stars burst behind my eyelids, a new heat spreading through me, lifting me like I was watching myself come apart from above.
