39. CHARLOTTE
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CHARLOTTE
A lex’s apartment looked different from the first time I’d seen it. But now that we weren’t fueled with lust and I wasn’t here on a wild one-night stand, I had the time to really look around.
The apartment was fancy, with luxury furnishings, a state-of-the-art kitchen, and views that looked over the entire city. It took my breath away.
“Do you think it will do?” Alex asked.
When I turned to look at him, he looked worried.
“What are you talking about?”
“The apartment,” he said. “For you.”
I blinked at him. “For me?”
“We don’t have to rush anything—you can take your time and let me know when you’re ready—but I want you to move in with me eventually.”
My heart melted. “This place is incredible. I don’t care where we are, Alex, as long as I’m with you.”
“We can stay here, but as soon as the baby arrives, I’d like to find a new place, with a garden, maybe. So we can have a dog, too.”
I laughed. “That sounds perfect.”
“We’ll keep this apartment for when we need to work, or we can rent it out or something…”
I listened as he talked, and my heart warmed at how he was planning the future with me. He wanted me to move in with him, he was talking about buying a kid-friendly, pet-friendly house… it all felt so surreal. Like I was stuck in a dream.
“We have time to decide on all of that,” I said. “The baby won’t be here for a while, still. But I don’t think we have to wait too long before moving in together.”
Alex’s smile broadened, and he came to me and took me in his arms. He kissed me hard.
“Are you sure?”
I giggled and nodded. “Yeah. I know what it feels like to be away from you, and it sucked. I’d rather be as close to you as soon as I can and for as long as I can.”
Alex looked so happy my heart constricted.
“We’ll see what we can arrange, then. I want to make sure you’re completely comfortable here.”
He kissed me again.
“As long as you’re here,” I said, cupping his cheek and looking into his sky-blue eyes, “I know I’ll be comfortable.”
“I love you,” he said, punctuating each word with a kiss.
“I love you, too.” Before I could say anything else, his tongue slid into my mouth, and I sighed.
The length of Alex’s body was pressed against mine, and he moved his hips, his erection already starting to grow between us, sending a thrill through me.
I gasped and grinded my hips against him, letting him know that this was what I wanted, too.
Alex pulled me down onto the couch with him, kissing me deeper, sliding his hand down my back before he circled around and cupped my breast. I moaned softly.
“Is this okay?” Alex asked.
“Of course it’s okay.”
“I don’t know how you’re feeling, how much we can and can’t do…”
I smiled. He was so caring and attentive, and it meant so much to me.
“Right now, I can do everything,” I said with a grin and waggled my eyebrows. “Later, I’m not so sure. We’ll have to talk to a doctor, but I’ve got a good one I’m seeing, so we’ll go together and we’ll figure things out.”
“Okay,” Alex said, and it looked like he relaxed a little.
“But that’s later, my handsome. Right now, I want you to take me.”
His eyes darkened, and a look of pure lust crossed his face before Alex kissed me again.
He laid me down on the couch, his body on top of mine, and he grinded his hips against me, his erection thick and hard now, ready for me.
I was getting hot and bothered, too.
“Let’s go to the bedroom,” I suggested. I wanted him, but not here on the couch. I wanted him in the bed where we could take our time and explore each other to our hearts’ content.
Alex stood, and he kissed me, lifting me up with his hands on my ass. I wrapped my legs around his waist, and he kissed me as he carried me through his apartment and to his bedroom.
When we lay down on the bed together, he kissed me again, just making out, relishing in each other for a long time.
When I couldn’t stand it anymore, I pushed Alex onto his back with my hand on his chest, and he complied, rolling over. I straddled his hips and worked his shirt up his chest, kissing his skin as I exposed it. He sat up, and I pulled off his shirt before he fell back.
I worked my way over his perfectly chiseled chest, my fingers brushing the edge of his ink at his collarbone. The defined ridges of his abs tensed as my kisses tickled, and I scraped my nails lightly over his ribs so that he groaned and his breath hitched.
Alex reached out and unbuttoned my jeans, and I let him slip them over my hips and down my thighs, kissing his skin as I rose to pull them the rest of the way off. He lay back and pulled my shirt over my head in one movement. My shirt joined his on the floor, and I sat on top of him in my bra.
I kissed my way down his chest again, fiddling with his buckle and undoing his pants. When I pulled his pants down, his cock sprang free, and I stroked him once. I tugged at his jeans, and he lifted his hips, helping me wriggle out of them. I was in my underwear, and he was naked, and I loved the feel of our skin against each other with nothing between us.
I reached behind my back and unclasped my bra. When I pulled it off, Alex stared at me and licked his lips. I smiled, blushing lightly.
He always made me feel like a goddess with the way he looked at me. Like I was the most beautiful woman he’d ever seen.
I lowered my body, shifting down his legs enough, and I licked the line of his shaft from base to tip. He groaned and shifted his hips, his eyes rolling back in his head. I kissed the tip of his cock and took it in my mouth, swirling my tongue around it and sucking on it.
I took him further, and his hips bucked off the bed, but I was expecting it, and I kept going. As I bobbed my head up and down his cock, his hands twisted in the sheets; I reached one hand between his legs and fondled his balls.
I took his entire cock into my mouth, his tip hitting the back of my throat and making me gag slightly, but I was fine. His moans and groans got louder, and his hips thrust in rhythm with my movements. It was such a turn-on to give him this kind of pleasure, and I kept going. I loved the way he moaned and groaned.
He was close—I could feel it in the way he tensed—I didn’t want him to finish in my mouth, so I pulled back.
His chest rose and fell as he breathed hard. His eyes were dark with need, and he reached for me, cupping my cheek, his fingers in my hair.
I turned my head and planted a kiss on his palms.
“Come,” he said and pulled me up, kissing me. His tongue slid into my mouth, and I sighed.
Alex rolled us over so that I lay on my back, and he pressed himself against me, his erection pressed up against my hip, hot and slick with my saliva. He cupped my breast and massaged it, tweaking the hard bud of my nipple between his thumb and forefinger. I cried out, arching into his touch, wanting him so much that it was a physical ache.
“Alex,” I whispered, and he kissed my neck.
“I’m here, Charlotte. I’ve got you.”
He trailed his hand down my body, teasing me with feather-light touches, making my stomach jump and my breath hitch. He reached the edge of my underwear, his fingertips dancing just below the elastic. I lifted my hips, and he took the hint, peeling my panties down my legs and throwing them over his shoulder.
His finger trailed up my inner thigh, and then he teased my opening.
“You’re so wet,” he murmured and kissed me again.
“You do that to me,” I gasped.
He dipped a finger into me and then another, curling them against my walls, and my back arched. I bit down on his shoulder to muffle my cries of pleasure.
He worked his fingers inside me, and my hips bucked in time with his movements. I couldn’t think or speak. It felt too good.
Alex’s thumb circled my clit, and I cried out. He did it again, and my whole body tensed. It was almost too much. I didn’t think I could take any more.
“Please,” I gasped. “I want you inside me.”
I wasn’t usually the one to make the demands. Alex liked being in control. But now, I needed him, and I wanted him.
“With pleasure,” he whispered and positioned his tip at my opening. I held my breath in anticipation.
In one swift movement, he was inside me, and he felt incredible. Aside from that one time at the lighthouse, he’d always worn a condom, and to feel every inch of him as he slid into me was pure ecstasy. He filled me up, stretching me out, making my back arch and my breath hitch.
“Oh, my God, Alex,” I gasped.
“Charlotte,” he moaned, his voice deep and husky. He kissed my neck. “You feel amazing.”
He moved his hips slowly, grinding into me. I lifted my hips and met him thrust for thrust.
“So do you,” I whispered.
“You’re all I’ve ever wanted,” he said, and there was an emotional edge to his voice. “I love you.”
“I love you,” I gasped, and he kissed me, his tongue slipping into my mouth.
He began to move faster, thrusting his hips. The movements started slow and gentle, but they soon built in intensity and speed.
Alex held my hips, his hands cupping the curves of my ass. He thrust into me, and my breath caught in my throat. The pleasure was intense, and my orgasm began to build, making me feel dizzy.
His thumb found my clit, and the feeling of him rubbing circles around the sensitive nub while thrusting into me was more than I could handle. My whole body tensed, and I gripped his shoulders, crying out. My nails dug into his skin, and my vision went black.
“Come for me, Charlotte,” Alex said. “I’m almost there.”
His voice was rough, and his movements became more erratic, desperate. I clung to him, my orgasm rocking through me. He came seconds later, thrusting into me and letting out a groan as he spilled his seed inside me.
He collapsed on top of me, his weight pressing me into the mattress, and we came together. The world fell away, and it was me and him. There was nothing that could keep us apart anymore. Not our jobs, not Gabe, not the fact that I was pregnant. We were in this together, and I knew without a doubt that this was it.
This was our happily ever after.
Alex’s body shuddered as he came down from his orgasmic high, and my body felt warm and delicious in the aftermath of our sex.
I held him tight and kissed his hair. We stayed like that for a while, both breathing hard and covered in a light sheen of sweat.
He finally rolled over and lay next to me, reaching for me and pulling me close.
“You’re amazing,” he said. “We’re pretty good together.”
I nodded and curled up against his side, resting my head on his shoulder.
“We really are,” I agreed.
Everything was perfect. It was hard to imagine how this had happened. A short while ago, it had felt like everything was wrong and my world was ending, but now… I couldn’t believe how lucky I was to have found Alex.
And he felt the same about me.
I couldn’t wait for the rest of our lives together. I had a feeling this ride with him was going to be a good one.