Free Charmed: Destiny Romance by Emmie Dark

gently probing and teasing.
    He groaned when she opened her legs wider for him. ‘Baby, you’re really wet.’
    Mel remembered the moment she’d first set eyes on him – all dishevelled, pushing rain-soaked hair back from his face. She’d known, even then. ‘That’s because I want you.’
    I think, somehow, I’ve always wanted you.
    His clever fingers stroked her deftly, spreading her moisture before finding her clit and giving her the pressure she needed.
    ‘Yes, touch me, Michael. Please touch me.’
    ‘I’m touching you,’ he said, sounding almost as breathless as she did. ‘Is it good?’
    Mel pressed herself into his hand. ‘More.’
    Michael obeyed her, increasing his speed, bringing her to the brink in a heartbeat.
    ‘I want . . .’ Mel whispered, not even sure what it was. It was just
more
.
    Michael read her mind, his fingers dipping lower to her vagina, drawing teasing circles there.
    ‘Please,’ Mel begged.
    ‘Please what? Please stop touching you?’ His fingers maddeningly stopped moving.
    ‘No!’
    ‘Oh, you mean please keep touching you?’
    ‘Bastard.’
    He laughed.
    Mel almost laughed with him, but then he drove two fingers deep inside her, and she could barely remember to breathe.
    His fingers pulsed inside her and then his thumb took up the same rhythm on her clit. A moan tore from her throat, beyond her control.
    Michael bent down to suck her earlobe into his mouth, releasing it with a pop. ‘You’re so hot and wet,’ he whispered. ‘I can’t wait to be inside you.’
    ‘Yes.’ Mel pressed her head back into the pillow, nearly mindless with pleasure. ‘Now.’
    ‘Now? Are you sure, now? Because it seems to me as if you might be about to come.’
    ‘Yes.’
    ‘So which is it?’
    ‘Yes.’
    Thankfully, he seemed to realise she was beyond conversation, because he stopped talking. Instead he lowered his mouth to her breast, sucking the tip between his lips as he kept up the tempo between her legs.
    It was just the extra stimulation she needed. The pressure of his fingers inside her, the pulse on her clit, the wet heat of his mouth on her nipple . . .
    ‘Yes!’
    Mel’s back arched and fluorescent white fireworks went off behind her eyelids as her body convulsed, a wave of pleasure centred low in her belly radiating outwards into sparks that flew to the very tips of her fingers and toes. He kept her at the peak, bouncing from exquisite agony to exquisite agony until she finally had to suck in a deep, ragged breath.
    ‘Oh, God,’ she said with a long sigh, her body collapsing to the mattress.
    ‘I’d say “no, archangel” again, but that’d be repeating myself.’ His words were carefree, but his voice was rough.
    His fingers stilled against her, slipping out of her body and simply resting against her sex, cupping her, as if holding her together. She needed it.
    When she finally opened her eyes, it was to meet his gaze.
    She swallowed hard, rattled by the intensity of her orgasm and the passionate heat of his stare.
    ‘Now,’ she said.
    One corner of his mouth lifted in a tiny smile. ‘Yeah?’
    She nodded. ‘Yeah.’
    ‘Okay. Gimme a sec.’
    He rolled away and opened the drawer of his bedside table, rummaging around for a condom. By the time he rolled back to face her, he was ready to go.
    Mel’s body had been slowly coming down from her peak, but the sight of him, his cock so hard and big, was enough to have her stirring again and ready for more.
    Before he could move over her, Mel threw her leg over his hips and snuggled in tight, pressing their bodies together as they lay side-by-side. She made sure to line them up so his erection was nestled tight against her slit.
    Michael’s arm went around her, pressing her to him, at the same time as he raised a warning eyebrow at her. ‘I’m on a pretty short leash here, sweetheart.’
    Mel just smiled. With the slightest movement of her hips she could slip against him, sliding up and down the solid length