Page 8 of The Genie’s Wish (Harmony Glen #10)

Chapter Eight

ARMAN

It’s been nearly two weeks since I’ve heard from Pinky—or seen her. Even Orie won’t tell me what’s going on, but she has a sad look in her eyes when I pop in and ask.

I’ve sent Pinky a few texts, but I don’t want to bombard her. Something must be going on, and if she doesn’t want to tell me about it…well, I’ll accept that.

The last thing I want to do is push her too hard and end up losing her. Besides, if I can do this all right, eventually she’ll want to tell me what’s going on in her life.

Staring at my blank phone screen, my heart skips a beat when it lights up, a text from my darling Pinky appearing.

Sorry for disappearing on you…meet me at the conservation area around 7:00?

My thumbs move faster than they ever have before, typing out my response.

I look forward to it.

When I get to the entrance to the trails of the conservation area, Pinky is already there waiting for me. She has denim shorts on, showing over her voluptuous legs, and a loose t-shirt with some sort of logo.

Probably from a video game, if I had to guess.

“Hey, Pinky,” I call out, grinning as I get closer.

She tucks some hair behind her ear. “Hi Arman, sorry it’s been a while.”

I shake my head, slipping my hand in hers and beginning to walk the trail. “No apologies necessary. Are you okay, though?”

She doesn’t say anything right away, and in my peripheral vision, I see her just staring straight ahead. Her hand isn’t as tight holding mine, and I’m flooded with worry.

Did I do something wrong last time? Does she not want me to hold her hand?

“I’m…fine. It’s not really stuff I want to get into with you yet.” Her voice is much quieter than normal.

Giving her hand a squeeze, I reassure her. “That’s okay, darling. You don’t have to tell me anything.”

But Gods, do I ever want to know what was going on. I’m going to go crazy wondering if someone hurt her.

Maybe she just got sick, or maybe someone died. I’m not prepared to handle that. I don’t know how she likes to comforted.

“Besides the things that will not be discussed, there was something else…” She hesitates, turning to look up at me.

I stop, looking around, noticing some other hikers approach us. She spots them too, tightening her grip on my hand and pulling me.

Following behind her, we weave through some bushes and trees until we reach a small clearing a distance from the trail.

“This is cozy,” I remark, looking around at the trees.

I don’t think I’ve ever been closer to nature than this. Deep—well, what I consider deep—in the woods. Secluded together.

Fuck, why is this turning me on?

She rubs her hands together in front of her. “It’s just…last time, we were kissing. And it made me feel things I haven’t felt in a very long time.”

“What…kind of things?” I raise a brow at her.

I can’t tell if these are good feelings or not. Gods, I hope they are.

Her words leave her frantically, and her eyes are wide as they do. “It was turning me on .”

Blinking at her, I ask, “Is that a bad thing?”

“No. But, it’s just been so long…I’m a little nervous…for things.” She bites her bottom lip.

Moving closer, I wrap my arms around her waist, pulling her against me and hugging her.

I open my mouth to speak, but she shudders against me. Is she crying?

“This is ridiculous .” She laughs, shaking her head and looking up at me. “I’m complaining to you about being horny .”

Well, if she would like me to help reacquaint her with those feelings, I’m all for it. I just don’t want to cross a line and lose all the trust I’ve worked to gain.

Fuck it, it’s worth a shot. This is about her , and I will show her that.

“I know what you need ,” I purr, kissing down her neck until her collarbone. “Let me help you.”

She gently shakes her head, but her hands grip me closer as I latch onto her soft skin. Nibbling downward earns a gentle moan, and my hands travel down to her zipper.

“I don’t…” She doesn’t finish her sentence, but I stop moving my hands.

Pulling off of her neck, I give her a gentle smile, using my free hand to brush a strand of her hair away. “We don’t have to have sex, or do anything, until you’re ready, Raya. But I was only talking about your needs.”

“Just mine?” She breathes out, her hands traveling up my back, nails ever so slightly digging in.

I plant a quick kiss on her lips. “ Just yours—and it could be that way forever, if that’s what you wanted.”

She lets out a little giggle, followed by a sharp breath in as I pull the collar of her shirt further to the side and kiss lower. I don’t want to make my Pinky uncomfortable—I only want to make her feel good.

“What did you have in mind?” Her words are like music to my ears.

Looking over her, I slowly bring my eyes back up to hers before asking, “May I?”

“Yes.” She nods, her cheeks flush and eyes wide.

I pull her top over her head, tossing it onto the grass next to us. Then, I make my way slowly back down to her shorts, undoing the zipper.

Hooking my fingers into her underwear too, I lower myself. As I squat, I pull both down and over her thick, soft thighs, tossing them aside once they’re off.

Shifting to my genie form, I grab her legs, lifting them up so that she straddles the front of me.

She lets out an excited squeal as I float us backward. Laying us down, with her on top of me, I begin to pull her by the legs up to my face.

Her squeal that was just excited is now panicked. “Wait!”

Instantly, I freeze, looking up at her with a raised eyebrow. “Did I hurt you?”

“No, it’s just…I.” She looks down at herself, and I know what she’s thinking. “I don’t want to like, suffocate you.”

I can’t help the laugh that escapes me, earning a frown from her. Does she really think I would be here right now if I were worried about that? If I cared about that?

“You are the most beautiful woman I have ever laid eyes on,” I tell her, stroking her thighs. “If I were to die between your thighs, I would die the luckiest man on earth.”

She scrunches her shoulders up and smiles down at me, her cheeks flaming red. “You aren’t worried?”

“Not in the slightest, my darling,” I reassure her. “Trust me.”

There’s no hesitation this time as she nods. “Okay.”

With a grin, I kiss her legs, alternating between each one as I pull her closer and closer to my face. My journey to her clit is a slow one.

Her breath hitches with every kiss, her thighs clenching with every nibble. I can feel the heat radiating off of her, and practically smell the arousal dripping from her pussy.

When my lips finally find her clit, I pull her almost all the way onto my face, latching on. I suck on it, pounding my tongue against it, and hold her hips from under her legs to make each flick harder.

Slowly, I make my way lower, pulling her fully onto my face. I dive my tongue into her, lapping around inside of her.

Fuck, she tastes so good.

“ Oh ,” she moans, bucking against my face.

The motion drives me wild , and I go to town harder. The deeper my tongue goes, the harder she grinds against my face.

All I want to do is show her how much I want her. Prove that she is unlike any other in this world. Gods, now that I’ve met her, I don’t know how I could go on without her.

Her thighs shudder and squeeze around my head, so I lap at her harder, suctioning my lips around her to try to intensify the feelings. She lets out another moan, followed by many, many more.

“I’m about to—” She doesn’t finish her sentence as she clenches around me, both her pussy and her legs.

It’s a glorious sensation, feeling her body shaking from the pleasure I gave her. It ripples over my tongue and through my soul, my dick begging to be released from my genie from.

If it weren’t already so risky to be doing this is public, I would go for round two. I could keep her here, on my face, for all of eternity and be a happy man.

After a few moments of catching her breath, she shimmies down off my face, sitting on my chest. I stroke her thighs gently, licking my lips and enjoying the remnants of her that coat my face.

“That was… wow .” She exhales deeply, eyes sparkling as she watches me.

I give her a grin, winking as I tell her, “I would offer to do it again, but we are in the middle of the conservation area, and that might be pushing our luck.”

Her eyes widen, and she jumps up from me. I float upward, stifling the laugh that builds in my throat as she frantically pulls her underwear and shorts back on.

I retrieve her shirt, bringing it over to her quickly so that she can stop stressing. If I had heard any noises, I would’ve stopped. Though my hearing was a bit muffled.

“I can’t believe we just did that.” She shakes her head, a small laugh following her words.

Not going to lie, I’m even a little shocked myself that we just had our first experience together in the woods. Not at all disappointed, though—it was exhilarating.

Shifting back to my human form, I smooth out my clothes. It’s quite handy that I don’t have to take them off before I change forms, unlike a werewolf or something.

I slip my hand in hers, leading her back to the main part of the trail. “Well, do you want to continue our walk?”

She looks at me with furrowed brows, and I quickly give her a smile. “I’m only kidding. Let’s get you home so you can clean up.”

“That’s more like it. I was beginning to think you weren’t such a gentleman after all,” she says, giving me a cheeky grin.

I shake my head, letting out a brief laugh. “For you, I’ll always be a gentleman.”