Page 72 of Too Enchanting

Jed

Can I see what you’ve been working on?” I asked.

We were standing on the sidewalk in between our houses after returning from the viewing party.

Serena’s expression turned shy, but she nodded slightly.

I knew she was private when it came to her art, but I also knew how exceptional she was; the evidence was currently hanging in my bedroom. I couldn’t wait to see what new stuff she’d been working on.

We walked into the backyard, then I waited while she unlocked her studio and walked inside.

I followed behind, and when she turned on the lights, I crossed the studio to where she had her easel set up.

I looked at the painting, then down at her, and back to the painting.

It was me. And this time, not just my face. I was sprawled out on the bed, my face dark with desire, and my body nude, save for the sheet, which was covering me up to the waist. My hair was tousled, like her fingers had just been in it, and I had a day’s growth of beard on my chin.

The canvas screamed sensuality, sex, desire, and my reaction to it was physical.

“Is this how you see me?” I asked, my voice low and rough. “How you imagineme?”

“Yes,” Rena replied, her tone breathless.

Her chest heaved as she took in a deep breath.

“I’ve missed you,” I told her as I stalked toward her. It had been over a week since I’d had her, tasted her, and I needed it like I needed my next breath. “I need you.”

“I missed you, too,” she whispered, then let out a gasp when I grabbed her by the waist and lifted her onto the nearest surface.

My hands went to her hair as I fused my mouth to hers, kissing her with all the pent-up frustration and desire from our week apart. Serena moaned against my lips, and I had the overwhelming urge to hear that sound louder … longer.

I pulled her to the edge of the counter and ran my hands up her thighs, under her skirt, and then flipped it up to reveal her panties, which were already wet for me.

“Mmmmm,” I managed, dropping kisses on her lips, down her throat, and over her chest, before I looked into those brown eyes and ran my thumb across that wetness. “I need to taste this.”

Her gaze grew liquid and she shuttered in response.

With a grin, I left her briefly to go grab a chair, then set it in front of her and sat down. I placed my hands on her hips and scooted the chair in until I was mouth level with her pussy, then pulled her panties down her legs until they dropped into my lap.

Serena’s hands fisted in my hair, and before I could initiate contact, she pulled and guided me where she wanted me.

So fucking hot.

Eager to please, I ran my tongue along her seam, then pushed her thighs to open them even wider.

“Jed,” Serena moaned, sounding sexy as hell.

My cock swelled so fast, so hard, I didn’t think I’d ever be able to walk again.

I nuzzled her clit as I pushed one finger inside and curled it until I found her g-spot. Then I added another. I thrust my fingers in and out, hitting that spot with added pressure each time as I flicked her clit with my flattened tongue.

Her hands in my hair tightened as she pulled my face closer and thrust her hips up. She was getting close, so I picked up speed and intensity with my tongue and my fingers, until she was coming against my lips.

I milked her orgasm until she went pliant, then I dropped one final kiss on her clit, before putting her panties back on and lowering her skirt.

I kissed my way back up her body, over her clothes, as I stood, stopping to nuzzle the spot between her breasts before kissing her softly on the lips one more time.

Serena looked up at me, satiated and little giddy.

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