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Her legs clamp around my head as I continue to feast.

I’m careful to keep my tempo, but the moment I feel her walls convulse around me it’s like a bomb goes off inside my head. I push a third finger in and curl them just right until she soaks my face with her release, screaming my name.

I continue to lick until she pushes away. Only then do I look up at her hooded eyes, my face dripping with her essence.

“You’re forgiven, Ghost. Now get up here.”

Her hands move to my cock, and she carefully removes the ring. Tossing it to the side, she presses a soft kiss to my chest.

The weight of tonight finally falls from my shoulders as I lean in and kiss her. Soft, tender kisses that remind her of who I am. She kisses me back the same, proving I really have earned her forgiveness.

Her body under me, spreading her legs to wrap around my back. It takes no time to line myself up with her and slip inside.

Her heat feels so good I swear I’m going to stay in her pussy all night.

We start off slow as her hands warm my body, my thrusts keeping her on the edge without falling over. But that’s how we both want this. We aren’t rushing, we are reacquainting our bodies with one another.

“Ghost,” she breathes as my lips trace over the bite mark tattoo I left on her skin.

“I love you,” I whisper over the mark, making her shiver.

“I love you most.”

I thrust into her dripping pussy before leaning down to suck her nipple into my mouth.

“Impossible,” I say as I pop off. She tries to argue, but my thumb and forefinger roll the tight peak and her words turn into a groan of pleasure.

Her responses to my touch are addictive. Moving my fingers down, I find her clit and circle it with the pad of my finger. She pushes into it as her heels dig into my ass.

“That’s it, Lucky Charm. Let me make you feel good. Let me show you who I really am.”

I roll my hips, arching my back so that it adds to the pressure of my fingers when I slide deep inside of her.

Then, I slide my fingers down to her entrance. I slip two of them in and curl when my dick presses in behind. She gasps and I smile.

“I want youfullof me.” I push my fingers in deeper as my dick continues to thrust.

Evie looks down in between us, watching me finger fuck her as my dick works in and out of her tight pussy.

“How’s that feel, Lucky Charm?”

I punctuated my question by rubbing the pads of my fingers inside her.

“Shit, Ghost. That's so…” She takes a deep breath as the pressure starts to build. When I feel the inside of her walls start to swell, I double down on my efforts in that one sacred spot that has her squirting like a fountain for me.

“Let go,” I say as I stroke deeper. “Soak.”Thrust. “This.”Thrust. “Bed.”

This time when she comes on a scream, I swallow it, fusing our mouths together as I climax with her. My cock twitches inside her right along my fingers as her arousal drenches us.

It’s so hot, I swear I come twice as long as I ever have before. I kiss her cheeks, her forehead, her neck, her lips. I need every inch of her covered in me. My touch, my spit, my cum. All of it.

As we come down from our orgasms, I collapse on top of her, and she holds me close, her limbs tangled around me. Just as we get comfortable, Evie looks above her bed, and I smile.

“I painted that for you,” I tell her.

A large canvas hangs featuring a golden crown studded with red rubies on a black background. Three sets of hands hold it up. I’m not feeling traditional realism anymore, so the image itself is blurred and out of focus. I want something new and different with my art. I’m just starting to learn what that is and what painting means to me again.

“I love it,” she says. “Tell me what it means?”

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