28. Charli
CHARLI
I really can’t believe that he just made me come in the water at the beach during the middle of the afternoon.
It’s like I had no control over my body.
All I can think about is having him inside me.
I grab my keys and purse as we leave the truck and dash up the steps to my apartment.
We’re still damp from swimming and wrapped in beach towels.
Everything else can stay there until later.
As soon as we’re inside, Gage slams the door shut and locks it before he tears my towel away and it drops to the floor.
We kiss frantically. He works at my suit top and without breaking our kiss, he gets it loose and tosses it away.
His hands snake up my body to cup me skin to skin causing my nerves to tingle all over.
He kisses my neck, and says, “I’ve been dreaming about getting my hands on your tits for weeks now, since that time I accidentally felt you up when we went paddle-boarding. They’re so amazing.”
I laugh at his admission. “You froze up that day and I thought maybe you weren’t into big boobs.”
“No, definitely not the case.” His eyes stay glued to my naked chest.
He toys with my nipples, and I reach for his towel. I unwrap it and kick it behind us. He leans back and admires me. He traces the white tan lines with his fingertips at the same time.
“That feels so good.”
He cups me, his thumbs brushing across my nipples. “I could do this for hours.” His damp hair hangs around his neck, little droplets of water skimming down his muscled chest. Stacks of muscled abs contract as he breathes quickly. His hard cock strains against the fabric of his trunks.
I’m aching for him. I grab his hand and walk back toward the bedroom. “Let’s get out of the entryway.”
I back him toward the bed. He starts to untie his shorts and then tears the Velcro fastener apart. I can’t help myself and I reach out and shove them down his legs. “I want to see you.” His cock is bulging through his compression shorts.
I stroke him through the thin fabric and he grabs my hand. “Don’t. I have to be inside of you. I nearly came at the beach.”
He peels down his shorts and his dick springs free. He’s huge, straight and girthy, with precum leaking out of the tip. “Wow.” I wrap my hand around the length and skim it up and down the thick shaft. His skin is smooth and warm, and he’s rock hard with desire.
“I can’t fucking take it,” he hisses.
He slips my bottoms down my thighs and I wiggle out of them as they stick to my skin. The salty smell of the ocean water and the coconut scent of the sunscreen fills my nose. We’re finally naked and alone together.
He lowers himself onto the bed, gripping my waist and pulling me on top of him, straddling his middle. I place one hand on either side of his head and I lean down to kiss him. He returns the kiss and reaches up to palm my chest.
“It’s been a long three days.”
“You’re telling me.” He urges me forward and brings my nipple to his mouth, as he sucks hard on it while he plays with my other breast. “God, these fucking tits are perfect.”
I’m full-on heavy breathing now, arching my back to push my chest closer to him. I have never been more turned on in my life. I’m ready to explode. “It feels so good when you suck on my nipples like that.”
He groans and rolls me onto my back, running his hand lower across my belly to slide between my legs. His thumb rubs over my clit gently before his finger slips into me. “You’re dripping wet again.”
I rock my hips to grind into his hand. The pressure is building inside me to the point of being uncomfortable so I beg, “More, please.” I turn to kiss him and he slides two fingers in, stretching me wider. “I want you to fuck me, Gage. I can’t wait any more.”
He pushes in deeper. “Will you come on my cock for me?”
“God, I want to.” I clench my walls around him. “I can’t always finish that way,” I admit.
“We can try though,” he rasps, his voice thick with need.
“You’ll still feel good.” I reach down and swirl the wetness dripping from the tip of his dick around his head.
“Fuck. If you keep doing that, I won’t last. Do you have any condoms?”
“The bedside table.” I play with his length and trail my tongue along his neck.
He reaches for the drawer, grabs a condom, rips open the package, and slides it down his shaft. I lean back on the pillows and spread my legs wide. I dip my fingers into my pussy and then play with my clit. “Hurry up.”
“You’re so fucking sexy.”
He crawls over to me and reaches under my legs to stick a pillow under me. Then he grabs my ass to tilt my opening to him. He fists the base of his cock and positions himself at my entrance, starting to push into me.
I inhale slowly. “Gage, please.”
He leans over me. “Please what?”
His weight pushes me down, pinning me to the bed. It's intoxicating.
“Please, I need you,” I beg.
He groans in my ear as he slides inside. “Fuck. This pussy.”
“I want it.”
Stretching me wide, he feels so good. “Jesus, Charli, so perfect.” He makes a noise in his throat and nips at my neck.
His eyes find mine, and I can’t look away as he fills me perfectly, bottoming out.
I wrap my legs around him and dig my heels into the back of his calves.
He meets my mouth with a kiss as his hips start to pump into me in a rhythm.
I arch to meet him to give myself more friction on my clit.
Our bodies are sticking together with the heat and salt on our skin.
My heart stutters in my chest. This is a moment I’ll remember.
Cradled in his arm, he strokes my breast with his other hand while his fingers toy with my nipple. Tilting his hips at the same time, the base of his cock hits my clit. He begins swirling his tongue in my mouth, pinching my nipple, and grinding against me all at the same time with each deep thrust.
I arch and buck my hips involuntarily as sensations run along my spine. It’s never felt so good for me. Clawing at his back, I hiss out, “Holy fuck.”
“That’s it. Let go, baby.” His legs begin to shudder.
My whole body is taut in anticipation. Our kisses become frantic, unable to keep up with the pace of our bodies. I cry out, “Harder, yes, harder!” I cling to him.
“I’ve been wanting to hear you scream that,” he says into my ear. His chain dangles from his neck and skims against me. I swat at the pillows that are in a heap behind me.
He pounds away, before reaching down between us, pressing his palm to my lower belly.
Sensations begin to shoot through my nerves before he rolls my clit under his thumb.
Waves of pleasure tingle up through my spine and down my legs.
My abs contract as my orgasm rocks through me, making my vision hazy.
I grab ahold of his shoulders and my head goes back. “Yes. Yes. I’m . . .”
That puts him over the edge. A rumble comes from low in his belly as he grunts, then he pulses into me.
His body tenses and he holds his breath.
We’re both gasping as he relaxes his body onto mine, still inside me.
His heart hammers into my chest. He turns his head and kisses my neck lazily. “That was intense.”
I hold him to me enjoying our closeness.
“Oh my God, it was amazing.” I feel euphoric, riding out the high of that climax.
Letting myself be open with him broke though a hidden barrier I didn’t know was there.
Realizing he put me first above his own pleasure makes my heart swell.
Taking his face in my hands, I confess, “I didn’t think I could come that way. ”
“You came pretty fucking hard. You’re pussy squeezed me so tight I couldn't breathe.” He gives me a devilish grin. He slips out of me and sits up on his knees. Grabbing a tissue, he pulls off the condom and tosses it into the trash. He lays back down and we face each other.
My eyes well and I reach for him, cupping his face.
“Hey, that’s a good thing.” He brushes away the moisture from my lashes.
“It is.” I blow out a breath. “It feels weird to say thank you. But I didn’t know I was holding myself back.”
His brows furrow. “I don’t think you were. Being with someone like this takes trust.” He kisses me softly. “You trusted me with your body and I gave you what you needed.”
“You did.” He’s so right. He’s been nothing but attentive as a friend and now as a lover, it’s the same way. Laughter bubbles up from my chest. “Good thing it’s early then. We still have more time to play.”
“Once isn’t enough for you?”
I shake my head.
He kisses me gently before pulling back to look into my eyes. “I’ve been fantasizing about being with you since the night you ran into me in the restaurant.”
I smile slowly at him and kiss him again. My lips feel puffy from the scruff on his jaw, but his are smooth against mine. “Did I live up to your dreams?”
He whispers, “So much better in real life.”
“Happy birthday.”
“Thanks, I got what I wished for.”
“How old are you?”
“Twenty-six.”
I blink at him. “I feel so old.”
“Why, how old are you?” He strokes my arms with the rough skin of his palm, giving me goosebumps.
“Thirty. My next birthday is in November.”
He licks hip lips. “It doesn’t matter to me. I like that you're older.”
“The first time we were at the gym together working out, some girls in the bathroom called me the lady from the bagel shop.” I blurt out. “They were talking about the new hot blonde guy.”
“Hey, you’re the one I want. Besides, what would I do with a girl, when I could have a woman?” He drops a soft kiss on my lips and slides his hand along my side. His eyes twinkle. “So, you’ve been thinking about me since our first time at the gym, weeks ago?”