I’ve never sat on it. She never invited me in. In this instant, she doesn’t question me. But those eyes.
Her eyes read my soul.
I unbutton my pants and shove down her panties, not once looking away from her eyes.
“I eat.” I tell her with my first thrust. I haven’t done anything to prepare her but she’s wet for me. Ready.
“I sleep.” I thrust again. Her eyes roll back a little.
“But if I fuck anyone.” I thrust again. I need to be in her. I’m not ready to lose her. Her eyelids are hooded but she’s watching me still. Barely. “It has to be you.” My words come out throaty. Too much emotion. I’m trying to picture myself going back on the road. Screwing faceless women.
I’m filling her.
My Charlie.
“Colt,” she reassures me in a whisper. She wraps her legs around me. “Colt. Of course.” A moan escapes her lips as I move my hips against her center. “You have me. Like it or not, you have me.”
Her tears overflow. I’m not afraid of them now. They are her expression of joy, passion, fear…love.
I’m buried deep inside of her, her inner muscles milking my cock.
“Anything,” I promise her. My little pregnant hippy. “Anything.”
Eventually we make our way to her bedroom and I hold her as dawn breaks.
We don’t talk. Our bodies know the words our minds can’t comprehend. Touching has become vital to me. I’m tired but afraid to fall asleep.
“It’s okay, Rock Star,” she mumbles against my chest. “Close your eyes.”
I swear she’s a witch. Her eyes are closed. I thought she was sleeping.
“How do you know my eyes are open?” I don’t know how she does this. It’s not the first time.
“I just do.” She swirls her tongue along my skin. “I know you.”
“My eyes were closed.”
“No, they weren’t.”
I palm her ass. I love this body. Tight and lush at the same time. She slides down and takes me to heaven in her mouth.
Never.
Forever.
This isn’t pretend.
CHAPTER FOURTEEN
Charlie
Ialmost didn’tlet him in.
No. I’m lying. I knew I shouldn’t let him in. But when I heard the hurt in his voice, I couldn’t shut him out if my life depended on it.
And now he’s imprinted himself on every aspect of my life.
My home, my sofa, my bed.
