Page 59 of Charlie
“Don’t stop, Charles. I want this as much as you do.” Her words were underlined by the way she was wrapping her body around mine again.
“Don’t leave.” Another two words escaped the hard knot of bundled-up emotions inside me.
The salty taste of her tears was in our kisses. I should ask her why she was crying, but I wouldn’t know how to comfort her so I kissed her tears away and made love to her instead.
I was an expert at hot dominant sex. It had been what my other lovers had wanted from me, but Liv was asking me for something none of the women in my past had ever desired. She wanted me as her partner. Not just her lover, but partner. In her text she had asked me if I was ready to be her boyfriend, and this was my way of showing her that my answer was a big fucking yes.
My kisses down her jaw line turned possessive with the way I nibbled her skin at the same time that I intertwined my fingers with hers. My initial urge to connect with her was soothing now that we were paired. I wasn’t trembling any longer and I was able to look her in the eyes and watch for her reaction to the rhythm and depths of my thrusts.
No words passed my lips. This wasn’t about me being horny, and I wasn’t in the mood to talk dirty. Slowing down my pace, I pushed in deep and just stayed there, enjoying the feeling of being inside the core of my girlfriend.
“Do you want children?” The question came without a filter and seemed to surprise her.
“Eh, yeah, I do, but not now.”
I moved again. “Good.”
“Good that I want children or good that I don’t want them now?”
Lowering my head to her amazing breasts, I suckled on one of them. “Both.”
She tilted her head on the pillow where her long brown hair lay splayed out, and smiled at me. “Are we having children one day?”
Fuck… her talking about a futureusmade the butterflies that lived in my body take a victory lap. “We are!” I kissed her again. “But first I’m going to enjoy you. We can travel if you want, and see the world.”
“What about Conor and the others?”
“They’ll be there when we get back.”
There was something in her eyes that I couldn’t decipher. “What is it?”
“Nothing. I just want to make love to you. We don’t have to plan everything right now, but will you promise me something?”
“Mmm.”
“Will you come to Paris with me? It’s the most romantic city in the world and I want to see it with you.”
I smiled and nodded.
“Yes?” She was smiling at me as she asked me to assure her that I was serious.
“Yes!”
She moved to get on top of me, and I let her. Seeing her gorgeous tits sway as she rocked back and forth was the most beautiful sight. She had her feet placed on each side of my hips as she rode me with her eyes roaming my body and face, and intense lust shining from her. The rush it gave me to see her desire for me made my ball sack harden and my moans deepen. Liv was so fucking perfect, like that missing piece to my existence that I’d longed for but never found until now.
“I wanted to do this from the first time I saw you.” Licking her lips, she pressed down on top of me, taking me to the root and moving her hips with a smile of satisfaction.
“I wish you had.” I reached up and pulled her down for a deep kiss. “You’re so goddamn sweet and amazing.”
We kissed and moaned into each other’s mouths, our fingers touching and exploring lips, hair, and warm skin.
After she had done most of the work riding me for a long while, I took a firm hold of her hips and held her up enough for me to pump in and out of her at a fast pace. Liv closed her eyes and leaned back her head, moaning deeply. “Not fair.”
“Why, don’t you like it?” I panted.
“Yeess, but you’re making me addicted to you.” Her voice was hoarse from lust and she ended her sentence with a breathy moan. “Ohh, it feels so right.”
I kept going – hammering in and out of her, and enjoying the sound of sex with my balls slapping against her.
