Her words give me pause and I slow my movements, much to her disappointment.
“You need to tell me if it’s too much. Tell me to stop and I’ll stop. Just say the word. Okay?”
She nods once, but again, no words come out of her mouth.
“Charlie.” I say her name as a warning and she speaks up immediately.
“If it’s too much, I’ll tell you to stop.”
I settle myself behind her and give her a playful smack to the ass.
“You ready, baby?”
Charlie’s face is in the pillow and she mutters a muffled “ready.”
“Move the pillow. I want everyone to know how good I make you feel.”
She shoves the pillow off the bed and I start rocking into her again. At first, my thrusts are slow and measured, coating myself again with her arousal.
Finally, once she’s dripping again, I start fucking her. Hard.
I’m fucking her like it’s the end of the world. I don’t know if we’ll be doing this again after tonight, so I want it to count. I want her to feel me every day for the rest of her time in Sweden. With every step she takes, I want her to be reminded of how good we feel together.
Her moans echo off the hotel wall and my name on her lips sounds like a fucking prayer.
“Oh my god,Luke!”
I smack her ass and keep thrusting into her as hard as I can. “No god here, baby, just me.”
Finally, I feel her tighten around me and her screams turn piercing. I know the guys will give me hell for this tomorrow because there’s no way they don’t hear what's happening from next door.
I follow just behind her, my release spilling into the condom. I don’t immediately pull out. I keep moving in and out of her, savoring every second before this has to end.
When we’ve both caught our breath, I slowly pull out of her.
Instead of heading to the bathroom to clean up like I’d normally do with a woman, I rub Charlie’s back before rolling her over.
Her hair is stuck to her forehead, the strands drenched in sweat, and her eyes are closed. She looks fucking gorgeous.
I lean down and kiss her forehead.
“Was that too much?”
Charlie peeks an eye open before closing it again. “It was perfect.”
I snort and place my lips on her forehead again and trail light kisses down her face, kissing each eyelid before placing one last kiss on the tip of her nose. “I’ll be right back. Don’t move.”
“Not likely after that pounding.”
I’m not the least bit surprised at her comment, and it has me laughing as I go to climb off the bed to grab a washcloth for her.
Before I’m off the bed, Charlie’s hand slaps against my ass.
Shocked, I turn to look at her, and this time she’s looking directly at me. “What? Can’t a girl slap a guy’s ass? You sure did it enough.”
Removing the condom and tossing it aside, I abandon all thoughts of cleaning us up and jump back into the bed, tickling her until she’s out of breath.
Charlie is squirming, laughing hysterically, until I finally give her some reprieve and pause my tickle attack.
