Taking Down The House

*Callum and Charlee*

Whipping her around Callum picked up her, and she placed her legs around his waist. Kissing her deeply, he entered her slowly, already addicted to the way she felt. He stroked inside her and murmured against her lips, "First stop…Paris…” before they both vanish into thin air.

Callum laid Charlee against the craps table, smirking at her shock seeing so many people around.

"Callum…”

"They can’t see us.” he murmured as he leaned into her, "At least not yet.”

His tongue found her nipples, and he gently sucked each before massaging them with his hands. He slowly stroked inside her, and Charlee moaned in excitement as the adrenaline of seeing the people around rushed through her body. She placed her hands under her thighs and spread her legs further. Locking eyes with Callum, his lips parted seeing hers whiten.

*Fucking hell*

She was turned on by the chaos, the people gambling, shouting from winning or losing. The fact that they all couldn’t see as she struggled to hold off her orgasm. You know one of the things I love about you Lee?” Callum’s voice was cool, and she could see his mischievous smirk. "I love that when you cum…it doesn’t really stop. It’s like an ongoing orgasm that builds and builds until-” He thrust in her hard, feeling her tighten around him. Picking up his pace, Charlee closed her eyes and bit her lip. "You cum really hard. It’s amazing to see…and feel.”

"I-I do-n-t-UHHH”

Callum laughed as the small orgasm set through her body, "You want to finish that statement?”

Charlee shook her head no, her orgasm continuing. Pulling out of her, Callum picked her up. He pointed to a mirror, and her lips parted. Though she was naked in real life, in the mirror, she wore a beautiful dress. He backed her up into him and rubbed her clit. "Illusions…my specialty aside from-well you know.” Keeping his tempo, he pointed to two other patrons at the table. "Let’s see how your multiple orgasms work out for them.” He kissed her cheek and she climaxed again. "Good luck Lee,” He murmured, before snapping his fingers.

"Miss are you in?” Charlee looked around and realized the table dealer was speaking to her.

"N-,” she heard a snap and from her mouth, she spoke, "Yes, of course.” She felt Callum’s hands around her waist, and they ran over her body. Immediately she realized, they could see her, and not him.

"Great let us begin.”

As the man gave the dice to the first patron, Callum bent Charlee over the table. She gripped onto the wooden edge stifling a groan as he entered her again. He stroked inside of her, running his hands up her back, landing them on the back of her neck. As the first patron shook the die, Callum clasped her neck and stroked hard against her g-spot. Charlee felt her climax hit her again, and the patron jumped.

"What the-” The dice dropped from the parton’s hand, and she crapped out. The woman looked around the table in embarrassment, and Callum thrust harder into Charlee.

"Fuck…” She mumbled and looked at the woman apologetically, "That wa-as un-fo-rtunate” She could hear Callum chuckle. Holding her by her neck, Callum stroked into her harder and harder. Charlee knew she going to climax again, and she shook her head to the woman. "Don-uhhh!”

Callum licked up her back and she climaxed again, making the woman jump and drop the die, once again crapping. "You’re a Jinx for these people.” He teased her.

"Shut-uhh…” She could hardly focus on what he was saying. Looking into the mirror, she could see his muscular body, roll her back onto him. He winked at her, and she clenched her teeth, shooting her eyes forward again.

"I’m having horrible luck.” The woman grumbled rolling her eyes. She handed the dice back to the dealer, who gave them to a man who sat opposite of her.

"Women,” he scoffed, before shaking the die. Charlee slammed hard into Callum, the friction making her climax again. "SHIT!” The man screamed dropping the dice hard on the table.

"Naughty,” Callum chuckled and massaged her clit.

"Ohhhh fuck-” She groaned and the man glared at her. Charlee closed her eyes, "Don’t stop…oh God…”

The man looked at her as if she was insane. He shook the dice again, crapping as Callum make Charlee release once more. The man slammed down his drink flustered, "SOMETHING’S WRONG WITH THIS DAMN TABLE!”

The dealer threw the dice at Charlee, and Callum whispered against her ear, "Your turn Lee.” Callum grabbed her leg and threw it onto the wooden side of the table. The others looked at her in confusion as she tried to talk, "S-shooting stance.”

She heard a whisper, "Must be an American thing.”

Holding onto her waist with one hand, Callum snapped his fingers. Charlee felt his magic course through her entire body, the harder he stroked, the harder her hands clenched the dice. Her legs shaking, Callum whispered, "Let go Charlee.”

Hearing his words, she groaned loudly, no longer able to hold in her screams. Callum sank his teeth into the back of her neck.

"I FUCKING LOVE YOU OH GOD I’M GOING TO-”She threw the dice and they landed on seven, as the pent-up orgasm tore through her body. Charlee slammed her hand into the table hard, "YES!!!” She screamed again as her orgasm continued. Callum retched his head back and jerked as he released. Laying his head against her, he kissed her back again. Breath ragged; Charlee looked at to see everyone watching her.

"What’s going on here Lee?”

She heard Callum’s voice behind her. Appearing completely dressed in a tux, he pulled her into him, and she could feel him harden again.

Charlee caught her breath and sat up, "I just got so incredibly fucking lucky, and I have a feeling I will a lot tonight.”

He smirked and kissed her cheek, "You aren’t the only one.” He looked to the dealer, "How much did she win?”

The man's lips parted, "100K.”

Callum whipped her around and ran his tongue against her bottom lip, "I love you too Lee. Let’s see what trouble those orgasms will get us into in Rome.”