Chapter 13
Charlie inhales a sharp breath and I chuckle as I make my way back down her body, taking my time to savor every touch of my lips against her.
Tonight at dinner I had already made the decision that I would let Charlie know just how much I wanted her. When I ran into her in nothing but a towel, it took expert level restraint to not throw her onto the bed right then and there.
I knew what I wanted, but what if she changed her mind.
It wasn’t until she told me to look at her, and dropped the towel, that I knew she still wanted this the way I wanted it.
And now here I am, trailing kisses down her muscular back, wondering if this is all a dream.
She moans when my hand moves across her pierced nipple, letting me know that this is in fact real.
It’s such a sweet sound, I’m desperate to hear it again. Which is why I pinch her nipple between my fingers.
“Oh fuck, Luke.”
My girl likes it a little rough. Noted.
I trail my lips across the dimples on her lower back and gently lower myself between her legs.
Moving my hands to just below her ass, I spread her open with my thumbs. She’s already glistening with her own arousal and looks absolutely delicious.
I lick my lips and push myself into the mattress, trying to quell the aching between my own legs.
Charlie shifts impatiently. Trying to edge her just a bit longer, I press my mouth to her entrance, placing a gentle kiss there.
“Luke! More. Please.”
Hearing her beg lights a fire inside of me. As much as I’d like to watch this woman squirm and listen to her desperate pleas, I want her just as bad. I’m ready to fuck her into oblivion, but I want to get her off once before.
As soon as my tongue is inside her, she screams my name into the pillow, urging me on. I flick, suck, and listen to her sounds so I know what she likes.
The faster I move my tongue, the louder she gets. I’m flicking my tongue against her clit and slide a finger inside of her.
“Yes, Luke. Just like that. God, you’re doing so good.”
Hearing her praise me causes me to grind myself further into the mattress again and I do something I’ve never done before. I whimper. Right into her cunt.
Out of the corner of my eye, I see Charlie turn her head so she’s looking at me under her arm.
Her words come out breathy as I continue to work my tongue and fingers in and out of her pussy in tandem. “Fuck. Luke. Do you have a praise kink?”
If you would’ve asked me a half hour again, the answer would be no.
But Charlie praising me? Yeah. I do fucking like that.
Pulling my mouth off of her, I look directly in her eyes.
“Apparently when it comes to you, I do.”
She smirks. It’s sexy and devious and nearly pushes me over the edge.
“Keep going Luke. Your fingers and tongue feel so good.”
Don’t have to tell me twice.
I work two fingers inside of her and then spread her arousal up and around her back entrance. She moans loudly when I push my thumb against her hole.
“Has anyone ever taken you here, Charlie?”
She shakes her head aggressively. “Never.”
“Maybe one day, I’ll be your first.”
“Yes. Please.” Her voice is desperate and as much as I want to take her there, she has a game tomorrow. I won’t be the guy who causes her to be unable to walk in the morning.
“Not tonight, Charlie.”
She whines and I chuckle into her before moving my mouth to her clit. I suck hard and bite down the tiniest bit until Charlie screams.
“Fuck! Luke, you eat my pussy so well. Your mouth was made for my cunt.”
Her praise is my undoing. With one last push into the mattress, I make a mess right there. The mattress is soaked with my cum but I don’t stop.
I latch onto her clit one more time and curl my fingers inside of her. She screams out and I feel her clench around my fingers.
Pulling my mouth off her, I slowly flick my tongue against her clit as her orgasm wracks her body.
As soon as she’s come down, I remove my fingers and push myself up onto the bed.
Charlie falls face first into her pillow as I slide up next to her.
She turns to look at me once I’m settled. Brushing her hair out of her face, I kiss the side of her head.
“You okay?”
A very satisfied look crosses her face and I have to hold back my laugh because she looks thoroughly fucked right now and we haven’t even gone there yet.
“Mmm. Better than okay. Great.”
This time I can’t hold it in. I chuckle and lean down to kiss her gently on the lips.
When I go to pull back, Charlie shifts and grabs the back of my head, pulling me in hard to extend our kiss.
I’m not sure how long we kiss, but it’s the best make out session of my life. Charlie’s naked body is pressed against mine and I can feel myself growing harder by the second.
Charlie must notice too because she looks down at my half-hard cock and then back up to me, quirking an eyebrow.
“Did you…” Her words trail off and she throws her hand over her mouth, trying but failing to hide her laugh.
I grab her wrist and pull her body to me, flinging her on top of me.
“Did I come so hard into the mattress solely because of your sounds and praises? Yeah, Charlie. I fucking did. And I’m not even a little bit ashamed of it.”
Charlie sits up so she's straddling me. The warmth and wetness from her pussy is all it takes for me to be rock hard again.
She runs her hands up my chest and then scrapes her nails back down until she rests them on my stomach.
Knowing exactly what she’s doing to me, she starts rocking back and forth against my length.
The tip of my dick pushes against her entrance and I grab her hips, freezing her in place.
She shoots me a knowing grin and I shake my head at her.
“You’re a naughty one, aren’t you baby?”
Charlie leans down and kisses me, biting my lower lip in the process.
“You have no idea.”
I pull my hand back and give her ass a soft slap, causing her to yelp. Her breathing intensifies and she starts rocking over my length again.
“You like that?”
All she does is nod once as she continues to rock over me.
“Charlie.” Her name is a growl on my tongue and she looks down at me, heat flashing in those beautiful green eyes.
“Condom.”
I point to the nightstand and Charlie leaps off of me with the urgency of an Olympic runner bolting off the starting blocks at the beginning of a race.
The Olympics preaches safe sex with bowls of condoms in every common area. Wyatt, being Wyatt, grabbed a handful for each of us. Never thought I’d actually need them, but it turns out his ridiculous antics finally had a positive outcome.
Throwing my hands behind my head, I watch with a smile on my face as Charlie rips open the condom wrapper with her teeth.
She pulls the condom out and throws the wrapper behind her before crawling to me on the bed.
Just as she’s about to climb back into my lap, I place my hand on her shoulder to stop her. She freezes with her hands and knees on the bed, mirroring the position I just had her in, but this time her ass is facing the side of the bed.
“Don’t move.”
Quickly, I slide out of bed and move around it until I’m directly behind her.
She’s a little too far away so I gently pull her by the hips until her ass is inches away from my cock.
“Give me the condom, Charlie.”
She reaches behind her, handing it over. Once it’s secure, I push myself against her entrance. Once. Twice. Teasing her before checking in one last time.
“You sure you want to do this?”
Charlie twists her head and looks me in the eyes. “I want this, Luke. Please give it to me.”
Those words are all I need before I’m driving home behind her.
I lose myself in the feel of her. Nothing has ever felt this good before.
She’s warm, tight, and absolutely fucking drenched for me.
That combined with the sounds she makes each time I thrust into her are pushing me toward the edge far too soon.
I slow my pace down and lift one leg to rest onto the bed next to her.
Charlie pushes back into me, trying to increase the pace on her own.
I gently caress her perfect hockey ass before giving it a good squeeze. “Slow down, baby. Let me enjoy this.”
She huffs out in frustration. “It feels too good to go slow.” Charlie pushes back into me again, trying to set the pace one more time.
Because she was okay with it earlier, I slap her ass. This time a tad harder than before.
“Yes, oh my god, Luke. Again.”
I do as I’m told and smack her ass cheek again, immediately soothing the spot I hit with my palm.
“It feels so good. You feel so good, Luke. I love the way you feel inside me.”
Her words of praise have me picking up the pace, regardless of how bad I want this to last. I can’t help it. This woman drives me fucking crazy.
Leaning down over her, I use my hand to pluck her nipple, causing her to moan out again.
“You like that, baby?”
“I like everything you do to me, Luke.”
We’re moving so effortlessly together now, her meeting me thrust for thrust. I can feel my orgasm building but I want her to come first.
“Tell me what you like, Charlie. I want you to come on my dick.”
She’s breathless now, skin glistening with sweat. When she turns her head to look at me, I’m expecting to see exhaustion. But I’m met with the most seductive smile.
“I want you to fuck me as hard as you can, Luke.”
Her words give me pause and I slow my movements, much to her disappointment.
“You need to tell me if it’s too much. Tell me to stop and I’ll stop. Just say the word. Okay?”
She nods once, but again, no words come out of her mouth.
“Charlie.” I say her name as a warning and she speaks up immediately.
“If it’s too much, I’ll tell you to stop.”
I settle myself behind her and give her a playful smack to the ass.
“You ready, baby?”
Charlie’s face is in the pillow and she mutters a muffled “ready.”
“Move the pillow. I want everyone to know how good I make you feel.”
She shoves the pillow off the bed and I start rocking into her again. At first, my thrusts are slow and measured, coating myself again with her arousal.
Finally, once she’s dripping again, I start fucking her. Hard.
I’m fucking her like it’s the end of the world. I don’t know if we’ll be doing this again after tonight, so I want it to count. I want her to feel me every day for the rest of her time in Sweden. With every step she takes, I want her to be reminded of how good we feel together.
Her moans echo off the hotel wall and my name on her lips sounds like a fucking prayer.
“Oh my god, Luke!”
I smack her ass and keep thrusting into her as hard as I can. “No god here, baby, just me.”
Finally, I feel her tighten around me and her screams turn piercing. I know the guys will give me hell for this tomorrow because there’s no way they don’t hear what's happening from next door.
I follow just behind her, my release spilling into the condom. I don’t immediately pull out. I keep moving in and out of her, savoring every second before this has to end.
When we’ve both caught our breath, I slowly pull out of her.
Instead of heading to the bathroom to clean up like I’d normally do with a woman, I rub Charlie’s back before rolling her over.
Her hair is stuck to her forehead, the strands drenched in sweat, and her eyes are closed. She looks fucking gorgeous.
I lean down and kiss her forehead.
“Was that too much?”
Charlie peeks an eye open before closing it again. “It was perfect.”
I snort and place my lips on her forehead again and trail light kisses down her face, kissing each eyelid before placing one last kiss on the tip of her nose. “I’ll be right back. Don’t move.”
“Not likely after that pounding.”
I’m not the least bit surprised at her comment, and it has me laughing as I go to climb off the bed to grab a washcloth for her.
Before I’m off the bed, Charlie’s hand slaps against my ass.
Shocked, I turn to look at her, and this time she’s looking directly at me. “What? Can’t a girl slap a guy’s ass? You sure did it enough.”
Removing the condom and tossing it aside, I abandon all thoughts of cleaning us up and jump back into the bed, tickling her until she’s out of breath.
Charlie is squirming, laughing hysterically, until I finally give her some reprieve and pause my tickle attack.
“Okay! Okay! Uncle! Please no more, Luke!”
I don’t move. I stay hovering over her, watching as her chest rises and falls.
She looks undone, but not in a messy sort of way.
It looks as if something has been unknotted and she is finally at ease.
Charlie’s lips are slightly parted and swollen as she tries to catch her breath.
Her lashes are heavy and her eyes dark as she lifts them to me.
There’s a softness in them, but they’re lined with something dangerous.
She doesn’t smile right away. She doesn’t need to. She simply takes me in the way I’m doing to her.
The way she looks, rumpled and entirely at ease, steals the air from my lungs.
“Hi.”
Her voice is quiet, a little rough around the edges. It lingers, intimate and unhurried. It’s the kind of “hi” that settles in my chest and makes me forget everything.
And it’s at this moment that I realize I’m totally and completely infatuated with my best friend’s little sister.