Page 28 of Cursed Touch
Tonight would be all about her.
He tugged her shirt off and made quick work of freeing her from her bottoms before setting her back on the counter.
“Oh!” she squealed. “Cold!”
He chuckled and ran his hands up her thighs. “Not for much longer,” he said, his voice rough.
Carter teased her, enjoying the way her gaze darkened and her head lolled. His fingers worked her as he peppered her exposed neck with kisses.
She tasted like honey and home.
Vanessa now knew their family’s truth. She did not call them crazy or run away screaming. He had not lost her, and he would do everything in his power to honor his mate.
As he spread her legs apart, his mouth watered at the sight of her swollen sex. He took his time, licking and kissing the flesh. Her fingers dug into his scalp until he flicked her clit.
“Yes! More, please give me more.” She panted and leaned back on her free hand.
Carter grinned at the sight before him. Vanessa was beautiful, and he was eager to get to know more of her, inside and out.
A surge of power consumed him as his magic swirled. He kissed, licked, nipped, and fucked her with his mouth and fingers. His dick ached as it pulsed, rubbing against the fabric of his pants, wishing it was filling her and not his fingers.
Vanessa tensed, and her cry of ecstasy bounced around them. At the sound of her release, he moaned against her but did not stop, drawing every drop of pleasure he could from her body. A guttural moan vibrated through her when her limbs began to twitch.
He licked his fingers clean of her sweetness and noted the wetness inside his pants. He had not come without touching himself since he’d started puberty. Something about Vanessa made him shoot a load like it was the first time he had seen a woman’s pussy.
Her eyes met his before she dropped back on the counter. “Stop looking so smug,” she muttered.
Carter chuckled and pressed a kiss to her bare mound. “Can’t help it. I mean, are you complaining?” he asked, one brow raised toward his hairline as he adjusted himself.
Vanessa scoffed. “Maybe I’ve had better.”
He captured her still-swollen clit between his teeth and tugged as his tongue flicked fervently. Her body arched, and she gasped with pleasure. “You’re right,” he said after releasing the nub. “I’m not very good at this. I won’t ever do it ag—”
“No!” Vanessa cried, her eyes wide with horror.
At the risk of being kicked in the balls, he released a lighthearted laugh, one he had not felt in a long time. Carter flicked her clit with his finger again and loved the sound she made deep in her throat. It only led his thoughts to stray to her taking him into her pretty mouth. His dick twitched, liking the path his mind had taken.
Vanessa raised her head before lowering it. “Damn, I think you broke me. I’ll return the favor as soon as I’m not a limp noodle.”
Carter told his body to settle at her words. “Come here, sweetheart.” He helped her up and back into her clothes before scooping her into his arms. Vanessa curled into him as she wrapped her arms around his neck.
It was the most natural feeling to hold her close. He wanted to keep her there and never let go. She was his and his alone.
After years of avoiding commitment with all the wrong women, he was prepared to make things permanent with Vanessa after only hours of being in her presence. There was so much they needed to learn about each other, and that alone spoke of his mental state where she was concerned.
“What’s the matter?” she whispered, her hot breath seeping through his shirt.
He lowered onto the couch and settled her on his lap. “What makes you think something’s wrong?”
“You just tensed.”
He chuckled. “Just thinking…”
Her head tipped back so she could look at him. “About what?”
He sighed. “Don’t you think it’s crazy?”
“There’re lot of crazy things in this world. You’re going to have to be a little more specific.”
