“I don’t want to stop,” she whispered.
“I like that answer.” Stopping this was the last thing I intended to do. Now that I’d had a taste of her, I wanted as much as I could get.
Charlie had said before that we were a bad combination. And yet when we got together, it felt so fucking good.
“Just let me love you for a little while,” I said. “Any part of me you want, you just have to ask. Whether that’s more honesty. Or all the pleasure I can give you.”
She shivered as I teased my tongue over her lips.
“So what do you want, Charlie? Do you want me to make love to you?”
“I want to feel you inside me.”
I moaned low through clenched teeth. “I’m dying to feel that too.”
CHAPTER NINETEEN
River
Charlie gotup from my lap. “I’m going to shower. You find the condoms?”
“Sounds like a plan.”
As soon as she was in the bathroom, I dug through my various supplies.There. I grabbed the box the moment I saw it. Something to be said for careful preparations.
I’d had vague ideas for bringing a woman here someday, but I’d never dreamed that could be Charlie. Or that she’d want to share my bed. Talk about wish fulfillment.
The water stopped, and I met her by the bathroom door. She came out wrapped in a towel. Hair damp and tangled. It took a lot of willpower not to scoop her up right then.
“My turn to get cleaned up.” I held out the box of condoms, and she took it. “You hold on to these, and when you’re ready for me to use them, you just let me know.”
She went onto her toes to kiss me. “How about now?”
“Youareneedy. I want to smell nice for you.”
“I like how you smell now. Like sweat and sex.”
Another groan rumbled in my throat. “Didn’t know you’d say such dirty things.”
“You have no idea.”
“Can’t wait to find out. Three minutes. I promise.”
I left the door open as I stripped off my sweats. Charlie stood just outside watching, and I grinned at her as I got beneath the water. The bathroom was minuscule, the whole space waterproofed to be a wet room, so there was no curtain. I felt her gaze on me as I soaped up, and my cock definitely felt it. My shaft filled and lengthened, bobbing in front of me.
I gave myself a few strokes. She bit her lip.
After rinsing, I switched off the faucet. Grabbed a towel from the high shelf that kept items out of the water spray. While I rubbed the towel over myself, Charlie’s eyes dragged up and down my frame. Which just got me more excited, a fact she could easily see.
When I brought the towel to my hair, she said, “Wait.” Charlie stepped into the doorway and took the towel. She draped it around my shoulders, using the ends to pull me to her.
Then she sucked my lower lip into her mouth, as if she was drinking the water droplets there. She did the same with my top lip.
“I’ve been wanting to do that,” she said. “Kiss you when you were all wet.”
“Have you?” I yanked at her towel until it fell to the floor, and our bodies pressed together, skin warm and damp from the water and the haze of steam in the air.
I grabbed her by the hips and lifted her up. Her legs cinched around my waist. We kept kissing as I crossed the few feet to the bed, then knee-walked onto the mattress, which was messy from our escapades earlier.