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“The hands touching me. The voice telling me what to do. The eyes watching me lose control.” Her hips push desperately against my motionless fingers. “They are yours, and my fingers never felt right because I wanted yours.”
I move again.
Charm’s cry strikes the bedroom walls.
“That’s what I wanted.”
“You could have asked without emotional extortion.”
“I did ask. You became difficult.”
“I’m naked in your bed with your fingers inside me. My level of cooperation is extraordinary.”
I laugh against her thigh before taking her clit into my mouth.
Her humor vanishes beneath a sobbing moan.
I work my fingers in rhythm with my tongue, keeping her balanced close enough to orgasm that every muscle inside her begins to tighten. Charm watches me until pleasure makes her eyes lose focus.
“Stay with me.”
“I’m trying.”
“Try harder.”
“You’re smug for someone between my legs.”
“I have reason.”
Her breathless laugh becomes another cry.
She is close enough that I feel the first involuntary contractions around my fingers. I slow down before they can take her over.
Charm’s head falls against the pillow. “I swear I will kill you.”
“You threatened hypothetical women more creatively.”
“They weren’t edging me.”
“You would have hated them more if they were.”
“Ryan.”
I kiss the inside of her thigh while my fingers remain buried inside her. “Tell me what you want next.”
Her eyes narrow. “I want you to stop asking questions and make me come.”
“How?”
“With your mouth until I can’t close my legs.”
“And?”
“Use your fingers while you watch my face.”
“And?”
Color deepens across her cheeks. “Then fuck me while I’m still coming.”
