Page 38 of A Touch Charmed

“As much as I love watching you get yourself off, it’s my turn.” He dipped his head and without pause, he licked me straight up my center.

My hips bucked and he placed a hand over my stomach, holding me down while he feasted on me. There was no gentle build-up or soft swirling of his tongue. He licked and sucked on my clit like he couldn’t stop himself. As if he needed to make me come like he needed air.

“Finn.” My fingers gripped the short, silky strands of his hair. It was all I could do to hold on as the orgasm swept through me so forcefully, my entire body quaked with the power of it. “I’m coming, I’m coming so fucking hard.”

He didn’t let up. His fingers plunged into me, curling as he continued to work my clit with his tongue. “You’ve got another. Don’t you dare hold back on me.”

Before I could finish the first orgasm, another hit me, just as strong. Every inch of me shuddered against him. All I could do was say his name like a sob, over and over again, as he rode it out with me. Like he didn’t want to let me go until he’d wrung out every last tremor.

When I finally came back down, I flung an arm over my eyes. “Oh my God.”

He lay next to me and propped up his head. “I know. I’m pretty amazing.”

I planted my palm over his face and pushed him over. Laughing, he wrapped his arms around me and pulled me on top of him, his hands kneading my ass. Light and happiness shone in his eyes. The version of Finn I loved to draw best, because this was the version of him that I always wanted to see.

I traced the line of his jaw with my finger. “You’re so beautiful.” I kissed his lips. “Here.” I kissed his temple. “Here.” I kissed his chest over his heart. “Everywhere.”

His heated gaze tracked me as I kissed my way down his stomach. When I reached for his belt, he gave me a slight nod. The outline of his hard length pressed against his briefs as I slid his pants down. I palmed it, rubbing my hand up and down.

As I pulled his gorgeous cock free, my mouth watered. I ran my fingers over his hips, pausing at the puckered scar from an old knife wound. He tried to hide it from me the first time we were naked together, like it was something to be ashamed of, but I fell in love with all of him. Even the parts he tried to hide. I pressed my lips against it.

He leaned up on his elbows. “What are you doing?”

“Reminding you that I see all of you, and I’ve never stopped.”

A bead of pre-cum dotted the head and I licked it off, the salty flavor sending a flood of warmth through my core. I swirled my tongue over his tip, then took him deeper. As I rubbed my tongue against his smooth length, I gave him a gentle suck. He hit the back of my throat, and as his hips tilted, I relaxed, bringing him in more.

His hands plunged into my hair as he hissed in his breath between his clenched teeth. The veins on his neck popped, as if it took everything in his power to hold himself back, but I didn’t want him holding back. Not now, not with this.

“You feel too good.” He pumped into my mouth. “I can’t hold it much longer.”

He moved to slide out of me, but I gripped his sides, letting him know it was okay. The feel of him against my tongue increased my own arousal. This beautiful man was barely holding himself together because of what I did to him. There was magic in that.

He let out a groan as he found his release. When I finished swallowing him, I licked my lips and peered up at him. His stomach still quivered with aftershocks.

He smiled at me with sleepy eyes. “That was incredible.”

I climbed up his body, resting my chin on his chest. “I know. I’m pretty amazing.”

He gave me a satisfied smirk. “You’ll never hear me say otherwise.”

His palm glowed pearlescent as he let his magic take over. He didn’t move or lift me off of him, but I felt the change in my position from one blink to the next, like I’d been shifted over a few inches without my knowledge. It threw off my balance.

“Just needed a little recovery time.” He flipped me over, resting himself between my legs. He was already hard again. That speed power had some nice side benefits. He placed a soft kiss on my lips and tugged on the hem of my dress. “I’ve been fantasizing about having this crumpled on my floor since I first saw you in it this morning.”

I raised my hands over my head. “Then what are you waiting for?”

He gripped the skirt and ripped the material all the way up the center, tearing the cloth until it fell away from me, leaving me completely naked.

I leaned up on my elbows as I glanced at the torn scraps at my sides and raised an eyebrow. “It had a zipper.”

“I know, but I’ve always wanted to do that.” He rubbed his hands up my stomach, the callouses bringing out little shivers along my skin. “I’ll buy you a new one.”

“It cost five thousand dollars.” At his horrified expression, I burst out laughing. “It was like forty bucks, I got it at a flea market, but the look on your face was priceless.”

He dropped his forehead to my stomach and patted his chest. “Still beating. Barely. But now that I’m here…”

He kissed my belly button and my skin quivered. His gaze as he took me in sent waves of heat rushing through me. I needed him. Now. I didn’t want to wait any longer. Taking his cock in my hand, I guided him to my entrance.

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