Just before the elevator doors shut, Charlie picked me up with his hands around my thighs and walked with me into the hallway and to our door, his lips never leaving mine once. He hastily tapped his code into the lock and kicked our door open.
After setting me on the counter, he ran his hands up and down my thighs. My pussy was pulsing already, and he hadn’t even touched me there yet. He groped my thighs, my ass, and then my thighs again, his touch driving me wild.
“I need you so badly,” I whispered.
He trailed kisses from my mouth to my jaw and then down the column of my neck. His stubble tickled my skin. I arched my back, leaning into him and giving him better access, and moaned softly.
“I’m obsessed with everything about you,” he murmured against me.
Another moan left my mouth. He wasn’t even touching me intimately yet, but I was already so close from just his words. Sure, Charlie and I’d had sex before, but I had never felt like this with him. I had never gotten so close to coming so quickly.
Finally, he moved his hands between my legs. When his fingers met my clit from outside my bottoms, I curled my fingers into his shirt and cried out. Pleasure shot through me, and I raked my nails down his back.
“Every time you come,” he said, “tell me you love me.”
More heat exploded in my core. “I love you, Charlie. God, I love you!”
“That’s my girl.” He peppered kisses back up to my lips. “I love you too.”
In the midst of an orgasm, I clenched my entire body because his words kept pushing me higher. He drew his fingers faster around my clit and kissed down the center of my chest, pulling my shirt to the side so my small breasts fell out of it.
He sucked one of my nipples into his mouth, flicking his tongue across it.
My eyes rolled back, and I curled my toes. “I love you. I love you. I love you!”
“You’re so pretty when you come,” he said, gently biting down on my nipple. “I can watch you like this all day.”
He continued kissing down my stomach to the top of my bottoms. After pulling them off me, he kissed my inner thigh. My legs began shaking, and I clutched onto his shoulder.
“I need you inside me,” I whimpered. “Please, I want to make you feel good too.”
Instead of standing between my legs, he pressed his mouth against my clit and shoved two fingers inside me. My toes curled, and I laced a hand into his white-blonde hair, tugging on it with all the tension inside me.
“Please, Charlie … if you don’t stop, then I’m going to?—”
“This pussy is mine,” he said. It wasn’t in a possessive, jealous way, like it had always been before. But in a softer way, like he knew it to be true and he wanted to boast and brag about it. “All mine.”
The pressure built higher inside me. “Charlie …”
He gently sucked on my clit and looked up at me. “I love you.”
Pleasure shattered inside my body, and my hips lifted off the counter. “I love you.”
After kissing back up my body, he placed his mouth against mine and kissed me on the lips this time, his tongue slipping into my mouth. He undid his pants as I tried to catch my breath, and then he lined himself up with my entrance.
When he began pushing himself inside me, I pulled away to look up at him, to really admire him. He pushed into me, his eyes much less hazy with lust, like they had been so many times when we were together.
They were more careful.
He glanced from eye to eye, then leaned his forehead on mine. “Do you really love me?”
“I love you.” I gently clasped his chin to draw him closer and kissed him. “Do you really love me?”
He wrapped his arms around my waist, picked me up from the counter without pulling out, and walked with me to his bedroom. “More than you’ll ever know, Athena.”
He set me on the bed and crawled up after me, his forearms on either side of my head on the pillow.
When he began thrusting into me, I grasped the sides of his face and melted into his kiss. Every thrust pushed me higher, and I wrapped my legs around his waist to pull him closer.
