Chapter 7
Dean
I don’t thinkI have ever driven this fast in my life. But when your girl is in the backseat with kiss swollen lips and horny. Telling you she wants to fuck you. You do everything in your power to give her what she wants. I’m doing my best to keep my eyes on the road, but I can’t help sneaking a glance at Charlotte in the rear-view mirror. Dress bunched around her waist. Her perfect tits on full display. Nipples hard and aching for my mouth. Pussy swollen and dripping sweet honey. Making my dick throb with need.
We come to a halt in front of Charlotte’s bunkhouse. “We are here, sunflower. Cover up those pretty tits for me. I’d rather not have to murder one of the guys for seeing what’s mine.” No one else gets to see her like this. She does as I ask and covers up. I’m out of the car and at her door, helping her out from the backseat. Before she can take a step, I scoop her off her feet and carry her bridal style up to the house. I kick the door closed behind me. Taking us to the bedroom.
Laying her out on the bed, I peel her dress off. Tossing it to the floor. The sight of her sprawled out completely naked has me ready to come. “Look so damn beautiful.”
She sits up on her elbows, eyeing me. “I want you to see you too, Dean.”
I toss my shirt to the floor and step out of my jeans and boxers until I’m naked before her. Her eyes roam my chest and down and down until they land on my cock. It’s thick and hard as fucking steel.
“Oh, my god. It’s even bigger than I imagined.” She gasps. I love knowing she imagined me. I sure as hell fantasized about her.
I absently stroke my shaft. “It’s all yours, sunflower.”
“Get over here.” Her legs fall open for me. Revealing her pretty pink pussy. It’s wet and dripping for me. “Please, Dean, I need you.”
“Don’t worry, baby girl, I’ll give you everything you need.” I say, crawling over her. We both watch in anticipation as I position myself between her thighs, pressing the head of my cock against her wet honey pot. I start to push inside. Stretching her open. Her head falls back with a gasp as I feed her more of my thick shaft. She’s so wet and tight I almost go off. Her greedy pussy swallows me until I bottom out inside her.
“You feel like heaven,” I groan. I look down at Charlotte. She looks drunk on my cock.
“It feels so good.” She moans as I start to move. Pushing in and out of her tight heat. I gradually pick up the pace. Trying my damndest to stay in control, but she feels so fucking good. She looks down between us where our bodies come together. Watching wide eyed as my cock disappears inside her again and again.
“Your pussy looks so damn pretty taking my cock.”
“Mmm, Dean, I need more.” I do as she asks. Throwing her legs over my shoulders as I fuck her harder. Her hands go to her breasts. Pinching her nipples. The sounds of our sex fill the room as I claim my girl. Finally, making her mine. There is no way in hell I’m letting her go.
“Oh, god, yes!” she sobs. “Dean!”
“That’s it, baby. Take my cock.” Her body tenses ready to snap. I reach down between us to rub her little bundle of nerves as I pound harder and harder into her.
“I’m gonna come!” She screams. I feel her pussy clench around me with her release. Her body shudders as I keep moving inside her. Drawing out her release until I lose control. Filling her sweet little pussy with my cum. I collapse next to her on the bed.
“That was amazing,” Charlotte says with a satisfied sigh. She drapes herself over my body. Kissing my chest.
“It was fucking fantastic,” I tell her once I’ve caught my breath. I knew we would be good together, but never imagined it would be that explosive. More proof we are perfect together. I ease out of bed and go to the bathroom to get a warm washcloth. I head back and clean us both up, then slip back into bed, pulling Charlotte into my arms. She snuggles against my chest. It’s not long before sleep takes over and for the first time in my life, I feel whole with my girl sleeping next to me.
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I wake up the next morning with a smile on my face and joy in my heart. Last night was one of the best nights of my life. It was six years in the making. The happiness vanishes when I hear sniffles and feel tears dripping on my chest. I look down at Charlotte and see her crying.
“Charlotte, baby, what’s the matter?” Concern and panic fill my voice. Is she regretting what happened last night?
“I have to leave in a few hours and I don’t know if I can go back to living without you,” she cries harder. I sit up in bed and pull her to my chest.
“Charlotte I love you.” Damn, it feels good to say those words to her. “I’m not going anywhere. You’re stuck with me now.”
“Did you just say you love me?” she sniffles. Her tear stains are full of hope.
“I love you, Charlotte Benson. I think I have been in love with you since the day you walked into that library all those years ago.” That day charlotte stole my heart. It will be hers until the day I die.
“I love you too, Dean. I think I fell for you that day, too.” Hearing that makes my heart swell with happiness. She wipes the tears from her cheeks. “How are we going to make this work? You live in Oklahoma and I’m in Washington.” It’s a valid concern. I have clients here that are relying on me, and Charlotte is building her career and life in Hope Cove. The best and only decision would be for me to move to Hope Cove after I finish up training Stella for Olive and her family.
“Here is what we are going to do. You’ll go back and open your clinic and I will follow in a month when I finish with my training clients. This way, it will give Cody time to find my replacement.”
“You would move for me?” does she even need to ask? I would move mountains to be with her.
“Hell yeah I would. You are my girl, Charlotte. Where you go, I go.”
“You really are the perfect man, Dean Winters.” She says, snuggling against my chest. “I love you so much.”
“I love you too, sunflower.” Forever and always.