49. Chapter 48 #2
She sucked in a breath. Any response she could think of wasn’t good enough. Love wasn’t something she was heavily experienced with. She wasn’t sure if she’d ever truly been in love before. Let alone someone loving her in return. But with Ezra, it was possible.
Her hands slid down his chest, her bra falling as she moved, and he hooked his fingers into her tights.
He rolled the fabric down her legs, placing kisses along the exposed skin until he was on his knees.
She stepped out of the tights, and he tossed them to the side as he rose to his feet.
He backed her toward the bed, but she placed her palm on his chest.
When he stopped, she pulled at the bottom of his sweater, and he grinned as he yanked it over his head.
He unbuttoned his shirt quickly, as if there was a renewed sense of urgency, knowing he couldn’t yet freeze time, and he didn’t want to waste a single second on himself.
She tugged at his belt. Her hand brushed over the rigid outline of his cock, and he groaned.
Her eyes flicked over the tattoos covering his arms, the images shifting with the corded muscles beneath them as he tossed the shirt to the ground.
His chest was covered in a light dusting of hair that trailed the gentle dips and slopes of his abdomen, disappearing beneath the hem of his dark brown pants.
He pulled his belt off with one hand, letting it clatter to the floor as he took his pants off next. He barely got them off before he was back to her, capturing her lips in a heated kiss and leading her to the bed. Her legs hit the mattress, and he guided her down and nestled himself between them.
She moaned as he rolled his hips, his throbbing length rubbing hard against her center.
Tendrils of his magic curled around her legs, sliding over her skin smoothly as he broke from her to press kisses down her chest before taking one of her nipples between his lips.
Between his magic, his mouth, and his hands caressing her body, she became lost in him, with no desire to find a way out.
His magic snaked up her thighs, tickling and teasing until it reached her core.
She gasped as it brushed along her hypersensitive skin, shuddering beneath him.
He chuckled against her breast before sweeping his tongue around her pebbled peak.
One more thrust of his hips threw her into ecstasy, and she cried out his name, clutching his back as he continued his onslaught.
Every nerve in her body was alight, her orgasm sending waves of electricity. But he didn’t stop.
He moved back to her lips, swallowing her whines like a prize before pushing onto his knees. His hands moved to the juncture of her thighs, spreading them wider as a thumb brushed against her soaked underwear. “You’re going to come for me one more time before I give you my cock.”
Her hips jumped as he gave his order, each syllable sending that delicious ache through her body. “Ez,” she whined. “I need you.” Her hand grasped his forearm as she begged.
But he was seemingly unmoved. Instead, he pulled her thong to the side and slid his thumb through her folds to circle her clit. “One more, and you’ll have me.” He pushed one finger deep inside her, eliciting a sharp moan from her. “Will you do that for me, Ivy?”
She whimpered as he pulled his finger out slowly, leaving her empty.
She nodded, and he thrust his finger back in.
He dipped lower until her legs were over his shoulders.
A second finger joined the first as he gently bit her thigh.
His tongue smoothed over it and placed a soft kiss there.
Then another, farther down. And another closer to her center.
His hot breath fanned over her, and her hips bucked in anticipation.
He placed his arm over her body, holding her in place as his mouth descended on her.
A loud cry of ecstasy bounced off the walls, and she was so glad nobody else on their floor had returned yet.
His tongue swept across her clit in time with the deep thrusts of his fingers.
One hand slid into his curls while the other clenched the blankets as her body tensed.
She’d barely recovered from her last orgasm, and every flick of his tongue or twist of his fingers had her teetering on the edge.
“Come for me,” he begged, fitting in a third finger.
His fingers curled inside her, and she threw her head back as she fell over that cliff yet again.
Her vision blackened as pleasure surged through her.
The bed beneath her shifted, and she vaguely felt him move from between her legs, though his hands caressed them as he soothed her through the orgasm.
Once her vision returned, he was back on his knees, tossing a gold foil farther onto the bed.
She weakly pushed herself to a sitting position and slid her hand up his thigh until she covered the bulging outline of his cock.
He growled as she squeezed him. She placed a kiss against his hip as she tugged at his waistband.
“I need you.” She pressed another kiss to the exposed skin. She sent her magic out, seeking him, and he twitched beneath her palm.
“Fuck do I need you, too.” He pulled her hand away and lifted her just enough to maneuver them to the top of the bed.
As he reached for the foil package, she removed the last of his clothing, and she inhaled sharply when he was free from those confines.
When she flicked her eyes back to him, she saw the cocky grin on his face.
Yeah, he deserved to be arrogant for this.
That smile fell, his lips parting as she wrapped her hand around him. His length was thick and hot, and he moaned as she pumped his cock once. Then again. And again until he was bucking into her ministrations.
But before she could descend her mouth onto him, he regained his control and grabbed her wrist with a strained groan. “You can make me fall apart with your hand—or that beautiful fucking mouth—another time, snapdragon. The first time I come is going to be buried inside you.”
He tore the gold foil open with his teeth, sliding the condom out and rolling it on.
She lay against the pillow as he leaned over her, spreading her legs wide.
She whimpered as he rubbed his head against her, sliding against her clit and back.
His forehead rested against hers as he lined himself up with her entrance.
Anticipation clung to her every breath, and their magic froze as if it too couldn’t breathe.
They moaned in unison as he slowly pressed into her, their magic colliding and melding into one.
From the corner of her eye, was a soft golden glow.
She tore her gaze away from him for only a second to witness strands of light swirling around them, and she smiled as she waved a hand through one.
The gold trickled up her arm, sending a gentle warmth through her body.
She placed her hand on his chest, and he groaned when the light spread across his skin, tracing the outline of his tattoos on his shoulders before drifting off back into the air.
When their eyes met, he tilted his head to bring their lips back together, and her nails dug lightly into his back as he continued to fill her. His hips came flush with hers, and she cried as his hand clutched her thigh. He thrust deeper into her, and she gasped his name into his kiss.
“I love hearing you cry my name.” He pulled back, sinking into her deeply again, and her head arched against the pillow. He pressed open-mouthed kisses down the column of her throat as he thrust again.
She thought time spells were impossible. But the way he touched her made time infinite. Had minutes passed? Hours? She didn’t care. All she could focus on was him and the way he fucked her.
“Come with me, Ivy.” His fingers were on her clit, rubbing tight circles as small grunts punctuated each hard, erratic thrust. He sent out one last wave of his magic, the teasing ribbons joining his fingers in swirling around her bud.
Her back arched, one hand sliding into his curls, which were damp from sweat.
She was nearly there, her body climbing her peak yet again in one final push.
Her other hand reached out to the gold strands swimming around them and swept them over their bodies.
And as soon as their magic cascaded over them, she tumbled over the edge into pure ecstasy.
His hands gripped her so hard as he fell with her, a part of her wondered if there’d be bruises by morning. They writhed as pleasure sank into every fiber of their beings before drifting into a calm bliss.
Her eyes fluttered open as Ezra rested part of his weight on her.
His head was buried in the crook of her neck, pressing soft kisses against her skin until he finally pulled himself up and their passion-filled stares met.
No words needed to be said. Nothing needed to be added to make the moment more special because she could see it all reflected in his gaze.
He adjusted them so she was curled into his side, their fingers laced together, with only their breathing and the fading golden light above them to fill the space.