Page 80 of Touched By Magic


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He did a fair bit of grinding too, and my mind fast-forwarded to getting it on on all fours with him behind me. When and where we might make that happen, I had no idea. But I added it to a growing list of fantasies.

Normally, fantasies like that were a way to escape reality. Now, they were only a little supplement. Because man, oh man. The things Roux did to me. Like a talented artist, he made a few simple strokes,et voilà!A masterpiece.

“Oh…oh…” I cried in time with the thrusting of his fingers.

“Shh,” he cautioned.

“You’re the one driving me wild,” I murmured, not at all upset with him.

He chuckled. “Want me to stop?”

“Don’t you dare.”

I rested my foot on the lower bar on the balcony railing, setting off another burst of lights in my mind.

“Oh…”

“Shh…”

“Remind me to say that when I get my turn and give you a blow job,” I murmured.

He halted, then cracked up. “When you get your turn, huh?”

“Just don’t get it in your head to rush this,” I ordered, guiding his hand to my other breast.

“Wouldn’t dream of it.”

That was the last either of us said for a while, which wasn’t to say the noise ceased. On the contrary…

“Oh…” I rocked desperately against him. “Yes…”

A wave built inside me, rising, rising…

I gasped and shuddered, racked by a blinding orgasm.

Roux kept up the pressure until I slumped, panting. He held me in my new favorite place — up against him — and went back to nuzzling patiently.

Man. Tiger. Soldier. Friend. I caught glimpses of every side of him, each a different facet of a fascinating gem.

I closed my eyes, savoring the moment. Warm. Cozy. Safe. Satisfied. Would I ever feel this good again?

He tightened his arms around me, promising he’d do his damned best — the only way Roux did anything.

Slowly, I turned and looked up into his eyes.

Wow,I nearly breathed.

He tilted his head. “What?”

His eyes were glowing bright, the color of a harvest moon.

“Eyes that beautiful shouldn’t be allowed,” I whispered.

He snorted. “Beautiful?”

I nodded. “Beautiful.”

And I didn’t just mean the color. I meant the soul shining within them.