Page 22 of Claiming Charity


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“Give it to me, Sparkles. I want to taste your pleasure on my tongue,” he grunts.

He sucks my clit into his mouth, and I come undone. My orgasm explodes through me, and I shout his name as I shake and shudder and melt into the mattress.

Ryder nuzzles my quivering inner thighs, and I jerk at the brush of his tongue against my sensitive flesh. My body is still on overload from the powerful orgasm.

Laying his head against my inner thigh, he looks up at me with a smug grin, his mouth shining with my juices and . . .

I burst out laughing.

A frown immediately replaces his grin. “What’s so funny?”

I cover my mouth, snorting with laughter and shaking my head.

“What?” he demands, crawling up my body and giving me a confused look.

“You have a little something here.” I wipe his upper lip. “And here.” His chin. “Aaaand here.” The tip of his nose.

He grabs my hand and looks at it, roaring with laughter. “Guess that glitter really does geteverywhere.”

* * *

Ryder

I knew intimacy with Charity would be incredible, but I never expected it to be fun. I should’ve known better. Everything about her radiates sunshine and joy, and I’m content to bathe in her healing light.

The sight of her almost has me spilling on her soft stomach.

I wrap my hand in her silky blonde hair and take her mouth in a blistering kiss. My beautiful fiancée. The one person who means more to me than anything in this whole fucking world. My balls draw up at the thought of her becoming my wife. She’ll carry my name, and no one will ever be able to take her from me.

I stare down at her, absorbing her beauty. “I want you so bad, but I need to go slow with you.”

Charity wriggles against me. “I don’t want slow. We’ve been going slow for years. I ache, Ryder, and it won’t stop until you’re inside me.”

I drop my forehead to hers. “You’re killing me here.”

She licks my ear. “Not yet, baby. First, you need to jingle my bells. Light up my tree. Tickle my tinsel, and”—I slide a hand between us, opening her folds and circling her pearl with my thumb—"make merry with my clit?” she finishes in a strangled voice.

My shoulders shake with laughter. God, this woman. So fucking precious.

Charity moans, raising her hips, wanting more, and I give it to her, slipping a finger inside her. She huffs my name as my finger slides in and out of her tight sheath, slick with her juices.

Pure primal need overtakes me as she bucks her hips, begging me to sink inside her and end her torture. I remove my finger, line myself up, and slide inside her with one firm thrust.

She gasps, and her eyes fly open, fixed on my face. I nuzzle her nose with mine, scattering kisses over her cheeks as she adjusts to my length and girth. I rest my forehead against hers, whispering words of love and encouragement. My muscles shake with the effort to hold still inside her.

A tear slips down her face.

I kiss it away. “Charity.”

I start to pull out of her, but she wraps her legs around my waist and holds on tight.

She gives me a watery smile. “I’m crying because I’m so happy, Ryder. I never understood why people cried when they were happy, but I get it now. You’re mine, and I’m yours. You’re my everything.”

Ah, fuck.I’m done for.

“Make love to me,” she whispers, lifting her hips.

I growl as her movement pulls me deeper into her tight warmth. “You were made for me. I should have known we’d fit perfectly.”

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