Chapter 20
Hermione's body temperature ratcheted, and her pussy seemed to throb double time to her heartbeat. Charlie pressed his lips to her forehead, then nose, then lips, then chin. He continued his way down her body, only veering from his path to tease her nipples. His eyes were trained on her face, watching how relaxed she was and the subtle signs of pleasure that played there. He slowly placed solid kisses down her surprisingly toned stomach. He watched her as she tensed when he touched her stomach.
"Charlie…" her voice wavered slightly. Charlie looked her on the eyes, easily picking up on the insecurity there.
"Hermione," Charlie murmured. He nuzzled her stomach lightly. "You have no idea just how amazing you are. Smart, kind, beautiful and just… perfect." Charlie rested his forehead against her stomach and cupped her hips. He lifted his head just enough to meet her dubious look.
Hermione stared at Charlie, seriously doubting his gently delivered compliment. But in his eyes all she saw was sincerity and passion. She reached down and stroked the side of his face, trying to convey her feelings. Never before had someone paid her such a sincere, honest compliment. Charlie grabbed her hand and kissed it, understanding her feelings and hating the doubt that he'd seen there, wanting to banish it all together. Still holding her hand, he moved them out of the way, tucking them beneath her. He dipped his tongue in her belly-button, laughing when she gasped and jumped in surprise. He grinned as he slid his lips over her soft skin to nip at her hips playfully.
Teasingly, he trailed his nose over her covered mound, inhaling the scent of her arousal. Her hips lifted ever so slightly by their own accord. Charlie sat up in his knees, gripped her panties and began to slowly slide them down and tossed them off the side of the bed. Slowly, he kissed his way up her legs, nibbling on them every so often. Finally, he reached the apex of her legs and cast her a playful look. Lightly, he stroked the lips of her pussy. Hermione sighed softly; her eyes fluttered shut. He parted her lips with his thumbs and allowed his warm breath to wash over her already throbbing clit. Every trained on her face, Charlie dragged the length of his tongue solidly over the sensitive nub. Hermione's reaction was immediate and strong. Her back arched clear off the bed. He did it again and her hips bucked, urging him on. Smirking at how easily he could play her body, Charlie slide his hands beneath her thighs and around them so he could hold her hips down while still parting her lips so he had full access to her clit. Her reaction and the taste of her were absolutely addictive. Slowly, he teased her, slowly bringing her body higher and higher.
She began to pant softly as another orgasm began to approach. Just as she was reaching the point of no return, Charlie stopped. She cried out in disappointment and frustration. Btu she wasn't given any time to mourn the potential loss. Within seconds, Charlie was teasing her nipples just like before, only this time he was sliding his middle and ring fingers deep inside her at the same time. He hissed when her pussy clamped down tight around his fingers. His fingers found a spot deep inside her she didn't even know existed and stroked his fingers over it, making her see stars. All at once, his fingers picked up and insanely fast pace while his thumb flicked quickly and repeatedly over her clit and he redoubled his ministrations on her nipples. Immediately, a powerful orgasm overcame her, leaving her seeing her stars with the sound of blood rushing in her ears. Charlie continued, watching her climax in satisfaction, her juices running over his fingers.
When her climax finally subsided, he removed his hand, licking up the all too good juices, and moved his body to hover over hers.
"Ready?" He asked.