Total pages in book: 34
Estimated words: 31942 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 160(@200wpm)___ 128(@250wpm)___ 106(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 31942 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 160(@200wpm)___ 128(@250wpm)___ 106(@300wpm)
The moment this shit with Kyle is resolved, I’m going to have a chat with Elliott. He needs to be there for his sister. He needs to know that I’m going to be there too. And that I’ll be her man from this point forward. Just the thought sends another bolt of lust through me.
After I’ve rinsed my girl, she reaches for the bar of soap. She gives me a shy smile. “My turn.”
Normally, I wouldn’t let anyone touch me. But this is Charlie, the woman I love. The woman whose touch I crave. I nod and let her run her hands all over my body. I stoop in the shower when she reaches for my hair and we splash each other, playing and having fun. It feels like we’re a real couple.
Later, I dry her off and wrap her in a warm towel. I can’t wait to do this together every night. I want her to be secure in the knowledge that I love her and that I’ll always be the man taking care of her.
I scoop her into my arms and carry her back to my bed. The moment her hair fans across my pillow, the rightness of this hits me. She belongs here, and I’ll do whatever it takes to keep her by my side.
“Wait, I forgot my lotion.” She leans up on her elbow like she’s going to leave the bed, but I playfully push her back down.
“Stay here.” It only takes me a minute to grab her lotion from the bathroom counter. It’s the one that smells like vanilla and sugar and it’s my new favorite scent. She reaches for the tube when I join her on the bed, but I hold it just out of reach. “Let me.”
“I use it everywhere,” she warns.
“I was hoping you’d tell me that.” I can’t help smirking at her. Even though I just touched her all over in the shower, I still want to touch her again. I’ll never stop loving my woman.
“No funny business, Mr. Carson. My skin care routine is very important to me.” She points her finger at me.
I laugh and roll her onto her stomach. I start with her shoulders and back, rubbing the lotion in small circles. She makes little moans and whimpers as my fingers work her flesh and it’s not long before my cock is hard again. She’s driving me wild, and I love it.
When I massage it onto her ass cheeks, I can see small bruises starting from where I gripped her so roughly earlier. For some reason, they fill me with masculine pride. I’ve marked her. I’ve marked Charlie as mine in a secret place that only she and I know about.
She wiggles and spreads her legs, giving me a glimpse of her glistening folds. Her scent is making my mouth water. “I didn’t get to taste you earlier. Seems like I should fix that oversight.”
I flip her onto her back and glance at her face. The last thing I want to do is scare my lamb with my intensity. It’s three years of passion I’m finally giving into.
The pure trust in her expression floors me. I vow here and now to always be worthy of her trust, to never give her a reason to doubt me or my love for her.
Since it’s not the right time to say them, I kiss my way down her body before licking that delicious pussy. Her cream is the best thing I’ve ever tasted, and I can’t wait to spend every night with my face between her thighs.
She moans and clutches the sheets as I lap and tease and suck at her. It’s only when she’s clenching her thighs around my ears that I take that little bud between my lips and give her what she’s really hoping for. She comes apart with a noise that’s muffled but it doesn’t matter. Because that sound? My name on her lips as she’s in the middle of her ecstasy will be branded in my brain for the rest of time.
She yawns sleepily as I go back to applying her lotion. When I’m done, she burrows into my side and slings an arm around my waist. Her essence is all over my face and in my beard. Her lotion is all over my sheets and her name is all over my heart.
Charlie
I’ve been awake for ten minutes and I really have to use the bathroom. But I can’t bring myself to move because I’m cuddled up next to Brody. My head is on his chest and his arm is around my shoulders.
I’m watching the easy rise and fall of his body as he sleeps. I still can’t believe all the things we did. Last night, we kept waking each other up to make love again and again. Maybe it was just sex to him. To me, it was so much more. When he breaks my heart later, I’ll have all of these beautiful memories to hold close on the lonely nights.