Chapter 44 #2
I kissed her because I couldn’t not. Slow at first, then deeper as she rose onto her toes and tugged me closer.
Her mouth was warm and familiar, the kind of kiss that sinks into every pore, every bone of your body.
The kind that makes you forget every bad thing that ever happened and think that maybe the universe finally got something right for you.
I slid a hand to the small of her back, pulling her fully against me, against my rock hard dick and I felt her melting into me. She kissed me like she already knew what I wanted, what I needed, because she did, always.
It was a long, languid kiss, hands exploring, tongues dancing, our lungs fighting for air.
We finally broke apart, both of us breathing hard. I whispered, “Let’s go to bed.”
“We could do it here,” Charity suggested, her words hitting low and hot.
“No.” I shook my head. “I want to spend the whole damn night worshipping your body. Fucking you, feasting on you and giving you so much pleasure you won’t even remember your own name. So, you in?”
Her fingers curled into my shirt, tugging me close again. “Absolutely.”
Something warm and tight pulled in my chest. Not lust, though God knew I wanted her. No—something deeper. Something like knowing. This was it. She was it.
I brushed my thumb along her lower lip, slow and reverent. “Let’s go, Sunshine.”
She took my hand and started up the stairs, but halfway up I stopped her.
I needed a second. Pulling her back gently, her back fitting perfectly against my chest, I pressed a kiss just beneath her ear, breathing her in, letting the moment settle into me like it was carving itself somewhere permanent.
“I love you,” I whispered into her skin. “You know that, right?”
She turned her head just enough for me to see her smile, soft, certain, a little devastating. “I know. I love you too.”
I might have heard those words before from her, but tonight, in that moment, they hit harder than any punch I’d ever taken.
Not painful.
Just…grounding.
Her fingers tightened around mine, warm and sure, and she tugged me gently toward the top of the stairs. “I think you promised to make me forget my name, didn’t you?” she said, turning back to look at me with a smile that lit me up from the inside out. “Or are you not up for the job?”
I raised an eyebrow. “Seriously? You doubt my talents, Sunshine?”
Her laughter soft, her hair reaching the middle of her back, her hand held tight in mine, I knew that this was going to be a night never to forget.
She clicked on the bedside light, a soft peach glow unfurling across the four-poster bed and the familiar patchwork quilt.
The room mirrored her—gentle, composed, yet with jewel-toned sheets tucked beneath that hinted at a playful, unexpected heat.
She turned to me, the tip of her tongue poking through her luscious red lips as she popped the button on her jeans.
I mirrored her actions as we both dropped our jeans and stepped out of them, me toeing off my boots and socks with them.
Wearing just a scrap of red lace for underwear, with the tight red sweater, I contemplated asking her to keep them on, she looked so damn sexy, but I needed to see all of her.
Every single inch of her porcelain white skin.
As if she could read my mind, Charity slowly lifted her sweater revealing her belly with a delicious roundness to it.
No longer flat and taut because she hated that damn gym.
When she threw it to one side I thought I might come in my boxers.
Tiny red lace panties and a red lace push up bra that barely covered her nipples as she ran a finger over one of them, making it bud, tight and erect.
I took off my own sweater and threw it on top of hers, my erection tenting my boxers, the tip poking out the top, desperate to be inside her. She watched me carefully, a sexy smile on her lips as her other hand slipped inside her panties.
“Oh no, Sunshine,” I growled, striding toward her, “that’s mine. Get rid of the underwear and get on the bed.”
Slowly she pulled her hand out of the red lace, a devilish expression as she did. “But you were taking too long.”
“Maybe we’ll make the first one quick and hard but after that..” I watched her chest rise and fall quickly. “No. Nothing is going to be quick. I’m going to take my time with you, so you’d better get on board with that.”
Her breath caught and when she pushed her thighs together, I knew I was tired of waiting.
Charity did as I asked and got rid of the rest of her clothing and then climbed onto the bed, giving me a great view of her incredible ass as she did. My dick was so hard it ached, and I took no time in getting myself naked and joining her, desperate with need.
Pushing her legs open I could see she was already wet and ready for me. She asked for quick and that was what she was going to get.
I got onto my knees and with my hands on her hips, pulled her closer and immediately pushed inside. Impaling her on my hard as steel dick. The feeling of her, tight around me, took my breath away. There was no way I could take it slow but, like I’d promised, the next time I’d relish her first.
My hips took on a life of their own, pumping wildly, without a set rhythm yet still eliciting moans of pleasure from her parted lips.
Her heels pushed into my ass, urging me on, as we thrashed messily desperate for more, yet desperate for a release.
Looking down on her, it was clear she was as lost to the moment as I was her head back, blonde hair fanned like the rays of the sun over her pillow.
It wasn’t long before I felt the pull in my spine and while I wanted the feeling to last forever, I sped up chasing the end.
Then as I came, fingers clasped together, I gasped out her name, “Sunshine.” Uttering the nickname that was so obvious and not hard earned.
When she shattered beneath me, gasping out my name, I knew then that this moment had been inevitable. Everything in my life had been leading to this night. And most importantly, to this woman who had made me feel whole again.