“Can I admit something else to you?” Charlie hedges.
“Baby, you don’t even have to ask.”
“I’ve never bottomed before either.”
I release an involuntary groan. “Are you saying you’re a virgin?” I rasp. My dick hardens underneath Charlie’s ass.
He nods.
I groan again. I don’t know what all Charlie has done, but I get to have his firsts in penetration. I’m going to be the first person to bottom for him. And if he wants to, I’ll be the first to top for him too. He’s mine.
“I mean, I’ve done some stuff. I’m not completely naive.” He rushes to say, taking my groan as a bad reaction.
“Baby, I groaned because I was imagining being your first time, not because I was upset. In fact, I’d prefer to pretend you’ve never done anything with anyone before me.”
Charlie’s cheeks turn a brilliant, beautiful pink as he blushes. “Oh.”
“Yeah, oh.” I wrap my arms around him, cupping his backside with my hands. “Are you done eating? Because all this sexy talk is making my dick throb, and it feels like I’ve been waiting an eternity to be with you.”
Charlie throws his head back as he laughs. “At least you ended it romantically. And yes, I’m done eating…dinner that is. I think it’s time for dessert.”
“Ah come onnnn…” I whine. “You’re killing be, baby.”
“I think you misunderstood, princess. The dessert is sex.” Charlie nips at my Adam’s apple.
“Oh, thank god.” I jump up from the chair, hoisting Charlie with me. I practically run with him in my arms towards my bedroom, while Charlie giggles. “Nacho, your daddies need alone time!”
Nacho is curled up on my bed. When we approach, he cracks open one eye and meows. “I love you buddy, and I missed you, but I’m desperate to have Charlie’s cock in my ass, and you can’t be here for that.”
Nacho doesn’t budge. I gently set Charlie on his feet, before pickingup my little loaf of a cat to lock him outside the bedroom. Nacho howls in anger as the door shuts in his face.
“Sorry, Nacho!” Charlie titters. “You know, when I was trying to find you, I broke in here. Had a full on conversation with that cat. I’m almost convinced that he’s a man in a cat’s body, but I can’t prove it.”
I stalk over to Charlie. “Honestly, same. He’s an excellent conversationalist.”
Pushing Charlie gently onto the bed, he scoots back, and I follow him down. I blanket his body with mine, making sure not to crush him with my full weight. His fingers tangle in my hair, tugging me down to meet his lips. Even through our jeans, I can feel both of our hard lengths slotting together and it feels so damn good.
Our tongues tangle, and I let Charlie take the lead, letting him dominate our kisses. I grind my hips down into him, rutting against him to the chorus of our shared breaths and soft moans.
Charlie’s fingers drift down the planes of my back, tracing the flexing muscles while we move together. His hands ghost over my ribs, then down my abs, tracing the skin above the waist of my jeans. I shiver at his light touch.
“Mmmm…fuck, sweetheart. You feel so good against me.” I whisper into the kiss.
“I’m so fucking hard for you, princess.” Charlie pants.
I whimper, moving faster against him.
“Fuck, if we keep going like this I’m going to come.” He grips my hips, stilling my frantic movements.
“Fuccckkkk. You’re right. I don’t want you to come yet. I need to feel you inside me first.”
“Then let’s get you out of these jeans. Even though your ass looks fucking phenomenal in them, I’ll bet it looks better naked.” He says impishly.
“Oh, it absolutely does. I work hard on my physique.” I wink, breaking off with a gasp as Charlie’s fingers deftly flick open the button of my jeans. He rips the zipper down, then slips his hands into the back of my jeans to cup my cheeks.
His nostrils flare, and his eyes smolder as his palms skim over the silk and lace thong I’m wearing, down to my bare butt cheeks.
“Are you wearing panties, princess?” Charlie asks huskily.
