Chapter Twenty Four #2
Tears streamed down Charlie’s face, but she was smiling. Donnie turned to look at Nate’s grave.
“What do you say, buddy. You good with this?”
“I think he’s thrilled,” Charlie said.
Donnie stood, holding out his hand.
“Where are we going?”
“To a hotel. I need to be inside you now, and I can’t wait a moment longer.”
Charlie giggled but took his hand, and he bent down to grab the blanket before he led her to the Mustang.
“I need to take my car.”
“We’ll come back and get it later. I’m not letting you out of my sight.”
The small boutique hotel was just a five-minute drive away and Donnie wasted no time parking and checking them in.
As soon as they were in the elevator, he was on her like a starved animal.
He should probably go slower. Be gentle.
But he couldn’t. Charlie didn’t seem to mind.
She returned his kiss with as much desire and passion as he was giving.
He backed her against the wall and let his hands roam down over every goddamn curve.
She moaned when his hands went to her ass, squeezing.
The elevator stopped and he let go, loving the sight of her lips red and swollen.
It wasn’t the only part of her that was going to be red and swollen.
Without a word, he took her hand and led her to the room.
Unlocking the door, he held it for her, then closed it and locked them in.
When he turned, she pushed him up against the door and clawed at his T-shirt.
He lifted his arms and let her pull it off, then switched them around so she was pinned against the door, his front against her back.
He swept her hair aside and kissed her neck, and she melted underneath him.
Her whimpers of pleasure made him as hard as a rock.
“I’ve missed you, Charlie. So much. For ten years, I missed you,” he said between kisses.
She moaned and he moved his hands to unzip her dress. She wriggled out of it, and it hit the floor. Wasting no time, he undid her bra and slid her panties down until she was naked.
His chest was tight, his breathing heavy, as his gaze roamed over her. When she turned, he smiled.
“You have no idea how beautiful you are. I need to see every inch of you. Really see you.”
She blushed but smiled. His mouth covered hers and his hands slid over her breasts, her ass, and then the hot heat between her legs.
“Oh, God. Donnie, please.”
He slid two fingers inside, finding her already wet. His mouth moved to those wonderful breasts, and he divided his attention between both. Her hands settled on his head, stroking, pushing him harder against her.
His fingers picked up pace, and he felt her getting close. He loved how quickly her body responded to his touch. He sucked on a nipple harder, gently nipping with his teeth. She cried out.
“Yesssss!”
She came over his fingers and he cupped her, enjoying the feel of her heat and juices on his hand. Mmm. So good, but he wasn’t done. As hard as he was, he needed more before he took his own release. He knelt before her, lifted one of her legs and placed it over his shoulder, and went to work.
Charlie gasped as his tongue licked along her hot swollen lips. He was gentle, using his mouth to caress, to tease and to soothe. Within minutes, she was bucking against him, wanting more.
“Donnie, I can’t...I...”
Her words turned into a moan, and he kept going until he knew she was on the brink. He stood, kicked off his boots, and shoved his jeans and boxers off.
“Turn around.” He barely recognized his own voice. She turned, then looked at him expectantly over her shoulder. He got a condom and rolled it on. He wanted to take her bare, but they hadn’t had that conversation yet, and this was not the time.
Pulling her hips back, he bent her gently at the waist. He slid his hand around to tease her clit and rubbed his cock along her ass, then down until he slid inside.
She was so ready for him. He pushed in with a low moan at the delicious torture.
Grabbing both of her hips, he pushed fully inside, enjoying seeing their bodies join.
The sensation overtook him. She was perfect.
So fucking perfect. He rode her hard, slamming in over and over again.
Her hand went to her clit, and he nearly lost it when she played with herself and pushed back against him.
She turned her head, looking over her shoulder at him.
“I love you, Donnie.”
Those four words did it. He practically roared as he emptied inside her. Claiming the woman he loved.
***
CHARLIE WAS NERVOUS. Donnie was right next to her in the elevator, holding her hand. Her rock, her love, her everything. They had stayed in Albany for three days, seeing family and Maddie. And talking. Lots of talking. And sex. Lots of sex.
They spoke about Simon, Nate, her job, his job.
His job scared her. Having seen up close and personal what he did had been frightening.
But she also knew without men like him she would probably be dead.
She would learn to handle her fears with the support of her new friends.
As for her job, Donnie supported her but admitted he hated her being in some of those countries.
She wasn’t too thrilled about going back to some of them yet either.
Everything was out in the open and Charlie knew she already trusted this man.
He only wanted what was best for her. She might think he was sometimes overprotective and bossy, but it was because he cared.
When they reached Simon’s apartment, she put the key in the lock.
At concierge, Stanley had welcomed her warmly.
Simon wasn’t home, but Stanley said Simon had left instructions that if she turned up, to let her in, then notify him.
Charlie had smiled and said to go ahead and do that, but asked him not to mention she was not alone.
The key turned and the door opened.
“You ready?” Donnie asked softly.
“Yes. Doing this, I will be able to really close the book on this part of my life. I’m glad you’re here with me.”
“I’m looking forward to it.” He gave her a wicked grin.
She rolled her eyes at him, and they went inside. Donnie followed her to the bedroom, put the empty case they brought on the bed, and opened it.
“It’s a nice apartment. Has quite the view,” he said.
Charlie was grabbing clothes from the closet and drawers. “It is, but it never felt like home. I mean New York is a great city and cool to visit, but I don’t think I could live here permanently. It’s just so...busy.”
“Do you think you can live in Coronado?” He turned to face her.
“I’ve told you yes. Coronado, even the small bit I saw, looks beautiful. And if your friends are anything to go by, it has some amazing people.” She went to him, kissing him. “I can’t wait to move there, because you are there.”
He kissed her back and the feel of his strong arms tightening around her had her juices flowing in seconds. She loved the attention he gave her. The toe curling, palms sweating, nipples hardening, thighs clenching attention. She shoved at him gently.
“Not here. Let me get this done.” She went back to packing. It didn’t take long. A text from Stanley let her know Simon was on his way up.
“He’s here.” She looked at Donnie, her nerves bubbling again.
“You sure you want to do this? We can just leave right now and not look back. His life is still going to fall apart.”