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Chapter Thirty-Three
Tamsin
Blake takes my hand, his magic swirls around us, and we vanish. A moment later, we reappear in front of an old stone house. A very familiar old stone house with one red-roofed tower.
“My parents’ old house!” I gasp.
“It’s your house now,” Blake says, waving a hand up at it.
My heart goes still. “What do you mean?”
“I bought it for you,” he says, as if he had simply picked up groceries at the store or something.
I turn and look up at him, eyes wide. “You bought it? For me?”
He leans down and kisses me softly in the last rays of the setting sun. Snow drifts down on us from above. When he pulls back, he says, “Well, I hope it can be for us. Don’t worry, I’ll get you a ring, too.”
“But… how? We just saw it for the first time yesterday!”
My mouth is hanging open, and Blake grins.
“I have my ways.” He reaches into his pocket, pulls out a key, and hands it to me. “Why won’t we take a look around?”
With trembling hands, I slide the key into the lock, turn the knob, and swing open the huge oak door. The smell of the house hits me, old books and burnt wood from the fireplace. A hint of magic lingers from all those years ago.
I step slowly across the threshold, my fingers woven through Blake’s, tugging him behind me. He closes the door behind us, and I turn back to him.
“I don’t even have words,” I say. “This is the best present anyone could give me. You are…amazing.”
“I just want to spend the rest of my life making you happy, Tamsin,” he says. “Though, this will be hard to top.” He grins again.
“You make me happy. Just you is all I need.” I reach up and run my fingers down the side of his cheek. “You’re my home, too. My center.”
Blake leans in and dusts a kiss over my lips. “Do you want to explore?” he asks.
“No,” I say. “I know this house like the back of my hand. Not to sound terribly ungrateful, but there will be plenty of time for that later.”
I grab a fistful of his sweater and pull him against me, my lips meeting his hungrily. I want to devour this man, every inch of him. I’ve never felt such an overwhelming heat and need in my entire life.
Blake growls and lifts me, carrying me into the room to the left of the entry hall. A moment later there’s a musical clang as we crash into the grand piano at the center of the room. My ass presses into the keys and my legs wrap around Blake’s waist as he bends me over it. I tug off my sweater and fling it on the floor, and Blake’s follows. I reach for him urgently as soon as he’s tugged it off, but he leans back and presses a finger to my lips.
“Not this time, Dr. MacPherson,” he croons. “I’m taking it slow. I’m going to savor every inch of you, worship you like you’ve never been worshipped before.”
My sex clenches and my heart flutters. “I’m yours, Blake Blackstock. You can have me any way you want me.”
His eyes go wolf and a shimmer of magic rolls over us. He leans in and kisses down the side of my neck, soft and slow, his magic sparking against my skin. When he reaches my shoulder, he kisses along the length of it, then moves my black bra strap aside and bites the soft flesh at the end. I shudder and wrap my legs tighter around him. His cock hardens through his jeans, pressing into me.
Next, he kisses along my collarbone, over the tops of my breasts. With a nimble hand he unhooks my bra and tosses it to join the rest of our clothes on the floor. Then he moves his hand back to my breasts, swirling his thumb over my nipple for a moment before bending and replacing finger with tongue. I gasp and lean back, causing another squeak from the piano keys as I shift.
Blake’s other hand slides down the front of me, moving beneath my plaid skirt and up my thigh. My heart races as his fingers brush slowly along my skin until he reaches my core. I suck in a sharp breath as he runs one finger along my opening. Then, while still flicking his tongue over my nipple, he slowly slides his finger into me.
“Blake!” I gasp, arching up off the piano.
He growls and runs his free hand behind my back, pulling my chest toward him and sucking my nipple all the way into his mouth. Then he begins to pump his finger back and forth inside me. He slides in and out of my slickness, and my eyelids flutter as bliss unrolls within me. My breath comes in sharp gasps.
I groan as my climax starts to unfold. Blake abruptly drops to his knees and shoves his head under my skirt. My thighs sit on his shoulders, and he buries his face between my legs. His tongue enters me and I let out a scream. Blake groans, sending a ripple of vibration into me. And then he fucks me relentlessly with his tongue, in and out, in and out.
My orgasm feels like an explosion. Unbelievable pleasure washes over me, along with Blake’s magic and my own. His name pours from my lips several times as I convulse against him, but still he doesn’t let up. Not until I stop shaking and fall back against the piano a final time.
