“I see you, Charley Marshall,” I whisper and kiss him.
It starts softly, but his gentle sigh ignites something in me and I deepen the kiss. He tips his head back further and sucks my bottom lip, his teeth grazing across it making me moan. He walks me backwards until my knees hit something solid and I sit. He follows me down, our lips never parting as he clambers onto me and straddles my lap as I’m enveloped in his large Eames chair.
He reaches for my belt at the same time as I fumble at the buttons on his trousers. I want to touch him.
“Want you, baby,” I whisper against his mouth.
“Yes,” he groans.
He releases my dick and pulls his lips off mine to look down at it, already hard and slick with precum.
“Mmm I like that,” he hums, giggling slightly as his words make it twitch. I manage to open his trousers and wrap my hand round his cock, pulling it free of his boxer briefs. I slide my hand up and down a few times and he moans.
He rocks his hips forward and his dick slides against mine.
“Fuck that feels good.” The sensation of his hardness rubbing against me is something I’ve never felt before.
“Do us both,” he commands with a sultry smile on his face, and I know I’d do anything for him when he asks like that.
I rub the precum round our cocks with my thumb, and taking hold of us in one hand I start moving. Charley throws his head back and rolls his hips, fucking into my hand and providing extra fricton for my cock. I can’t stop watching as his movements become more erratic, and my hand slips, but I don’t care and keep on gripping us.
He grabs hold of my shoulders, digging his fingers in, and looks at me as I raise my eyes to his face. He licks his lips and bites his lower lip, then lowers his eyes. It’s a fucking display and I love it. My hand speeds up.
“Make me come, Gabby.” It might be my hand moving but I know I’m not the one in control, and I don’t care, I’m spellbound by him.
“That’s it, so good, so fucking good,” he croons and then leans down, capturing my mouth with his. His tongue commands entry and I open for him as he conquers my mouth as well. Hemoves faster in my hand, and I know I can’t take much more. My balls draw up and my thighs shake.
“Gonna come, baby,” I moan.
“Yes, yes. Gabby, let go.” It sounds like an order and my body responds to him. My orgasm hits hard and cum spills over my hand. Charley keeps moving, keeps fucking my hand, my cum providing a sticky layer of lube. His nails dig harder into my shoulders as he jerks forwards hard and comes.
We’re both breathless, and his chest heaves as he leans down and presses a gentle kiss to my lips.
“That was amazing,” he pants.
“I’ve never done anything like that before,” I whisper and he smiles.
“No?”
“I haven’t done a lot, really.” I don’t mind letting him know. I’ve had a few sexual encounters since discovering that I’m bi, but no relationships. I’ve been busy, and none of them were Charley.
“Then we are going to have some fun.” His voice holds a promise, and I can’t wait, especially if he’s going to take charge again. I liked that, which surprises me, but I’m not going to think too hard about it.
“We should get cleaned up.” He slowly stands up, working the kinks out of his legs.
I look down at the sticky mess over my shirt and belly.
“Perhaps we should’ve got undressed first,” I say.
“Remember that for next time,” he laughs. “Would you like a shower, and maybe stay the night? I’m tired, so I just want to cuddle, but it’ll give your family something to talk about.”
“Haha, that would be fun, but cuddling sounds perfect to me,” I say and take his hand as he leads the way upstairs. Date or not, it’s been the best evening of my life so far.
CHAPTER TWENTY
CHARLEY
“Do you want to be in on the interviews?” I ask Gabriel as I walk into the staffroom. He hands me a coffee and follows it with a kiss. We’d only parted an hour ago. It was absolutely wonderful to wake up with him in my bed this morning, as much as it was for him to curl himself around me last night. We shared some morning kisses and breakfast, but then he went back to the house to get changed and ready for work. This morning I have four people coming for the bar manager post.
