Chapter Twenty-three
Harper wasn’t sure what to expect when she opened the door to her apartment, but it wasn’t Charlie sitting there on the couch reading a book with Franky curled up next to her.
She’d figured Charlie would have her toys out and ready for review so they could decide what they were going to play with.
Though that seemed silly even as she thought it.
But she did wonder how many Charlie had.
Charlie looked up, and Harper was struck by how sexy she looked with her glasses perched on her nose.
“How did I not know you wore glasses?”
“They’re just readers, and I only wear them when I’m going to be reading a physical book for a long time.
Since I didn’t know how long you were going to be, I was settling in with this little erotic story.
” She held up her book, and it was only then that Charlie could see the cover, which had the torsos of two women with fantastic bodies pressed together.
One was in a red bra and the other seemed completely topless.
“Damn. I didn’t realize you read erotica.” Harper licked her lips.
“I thought everyone did. Maybe later, I can read you a story.” Charlie stood and placed the closed book on the coffee table.
The thought of Charlie reading her a sexy story in her velvety smooth voice had a new wave of heat surging to the juncture of her thighs. “I would like that.”
Charlie smiled. “Me too. But what I want to do now is kiss you.”
“I hope you want to touch me too. I’ve been in a state since you came downstairs and teased me. And now my skin feels too small for my body as I’m waiting for you to get over here and keep your promises.”
“Oh, I always keep my promises.” Charlie’s smile turned into a devilish grin.
She pulled Harper in until their chests were pressed together and kissed her.
Nothing soft or slow. She demanded Harper’s tongue and lips with her own.
Harper ran her fingers up Charlie’s back and smiled when she realized Charlie wasn’t wearing a bra.
Harper gasped when her back hit the kitchen counter. How had she not realized Charlie was pushing them across the room? She must have been floating.
She was still in shock when Charlie pulled her shirt off and tossed it somewhere. Harper’s nipples pebbled underneath her bra in the chilly air-conditioning, but Charlie’s hot mouth was on them in an instant, pulling down the cup of her satin bra until she could take the nipple into her mouth.
“Oh God,” Harper moaned as Charlie sucked and lightly grazed her teeth across first one and then the other nipple. When she bit one lightly while squeezing the other with her fingertips, Harper thought she was going to slide down the counter, but Charlie’s firm hand at her waist held her up.
Harper tried to get Charlie’s shirt off too, but she wasn’t cooperating, so Harper gave up and ran her fingers through Charlie’s hair, scratching her scalp lightly as Charlie slid a hand between her thighs.
A groan escaped Harper’s lungs at Charlie’s continued sexy onslaught.
Charlie’s lips found hers again in a blazing hot kiss but only long enough for her to unclasp Harper’s bra and toss it somewhere.
Charlie scraped her teeth along Harper’s neck, sucking at the muscle of her shoulder until she was sure to leave a mark, but Harper didn’t even care.
Charlie’s hand was grinding against her pussy through her jeans, and Harper was wanton.
Since she couldn’t get Charlie’s clothes off, she decided to unbutton her own pants in the hope that she could get Charlie’s hand in direct contact.
“Eager, are we?” Charlie said and laughed.
“Um, have you seen you this evening?” Harper said and hooked a finger in the vee of Charlie’s T-shirt and pulled her in for another kiss. “And you jumped me seconds after I walked in the door. Not that I’m complaining.”
“Good. Because thoughts of you riding my strap-on have been fueling my fantasies for hours, and then I saw you, looking hot as always in those jeans that torment me. In that T-shirt that only gives me occasional glimpses of your cleavage.”
Harper paused at Charlie’s assumption that she would be the one wearing the strap-on.
“Are you sure you don’t want me to wear the strap?
” That was the role she’d always been more comfortable with, but she enjoyed penetration too, and with as turned on as she was, she was sure she would love whatever Charlie had in store.
Charlie chuckled. “I don’t know why you would think only one of us would be wearing it this evening. I want to let you ride me so I can watch your beautiful tits sway as you get higher and higher, and then, I want you to fuck me into next Tuesday.”
Holy shit. Where had all this dirty talk come from?
Harper didn’t know, but it was absolutely fucking working for her.
“Well, what are you waiting for? I’ve been fantasizing about this for hours too.
” Harper grabbed Charlie’s hand and slid it into her unzipped pants and through her folds.
“I’m already dripping for you. You won’t even need lube. ”
Charlie groaned as her fingers slid along Harper’s clit. Harper couldn’t bite back her moan, either. “Jesus, woman. I was going to sit you on this counter and go down on you, but I don’t think I want to wait any longer.”
“Later. I need you inside me now.”
“Your wish is my command.” Charlie took her hand, and Harper thought she was going to lead her down the hall, but instead she only took a few steps until she was standing in front of the kitchen table.
She slid Harper’s pants and underwear to the floor, and Harper kicked them away.
While she was looking down, Charlie whipped her own T-shirt over her head and was sliding her sweatpants down her legs.
Harper was surprised to see Charlie already wearing the harness, with a medium-sized red dildo jutting out from it that looked like the perfect size for her. “How did I not know you were wearing that?”
“I didn’t let your hips grind against me. I wanted it to be a surprise.”
“I’d been hoping you’d have a strap ready for us when I got up here. When I didn’t see any toys out, I was a little disappointed.” She ran her hands up Charlie’s thighs and pulled the dildo a little before rubbing the base back against Charlie’s center. “But I’m not feeling disappointed anymore.”
“Fuck,” Charlie whispered with a gasp. She draped a folded towel across the seat of the chair and sat, and Harper realized exactly what she’d been planning. Charlie grabbed a bottle of lube and squeezed some onto the dildo, working it up and down.
“Come here,” she said and crooked a finger.
Harper aimed for the dildo, but Charlie stopped her when she said, “Not quite yet,” and pulled Harper down to straddle her thighs, the dildo between them.
“I want to do this first.” She slid her fingers back and forth through Harper’s folds, spreading lube.
She added more onto the tips of her index and middle fingers before teasing Harper’s entrance.
“That feels so good. Please go inside,” Harper said, trying to keep her voice level.
Doing the opposite, Charlie withdrew her fingers and went back to slow lazy circles around her clit.
“You’re such a fucking tease,” she said.
“Me?” Charlie’s tone was incredulous as she slid two fingers along the sides of Harper’s clit. “I’m just making sure you’re ready.”
Harper’s teeth clenched when Charlie wouldn’t give her the touch she so desperately needed.
But without warning, Charlie slid her fingers back to Harper’s entrance, and both slipped easily inside, all the way to Charlie’s knuckles.
Harper huffed and fell forward until her forehead was on Charlie’s shoulder.
Charlie moved her fingers excruciatingly slow, torturous pleasure. Harper tried to encourage her to go faster, but Charlie used her other hand to slow her down. “Slow and steady,” she said.
“For fuck’s sake, I am ready, and I need you.” She pushed her hips down until Charlie didn’t have room to move her hand anymore. “Now.”
Charlie’s eyebrows went up. “Oh. You think you’re in charge here?”
“I do,” Harper said, even though she had no idea who was in charge. It didn’t matter. She needed to come.
Charlie smirked as she looked into her eyes. “Okay, then. Come ride me, boss.”
She slid her hand out, and as Harper shifted forward and started to ease onto the dildo, Charlie squeezed both her nipples.
Harper gasped and slid down more quickly than she’d intended, but the combination of pleasure and pain had her nearly coming before she even got started. “You’ve got to give a girl a second.”
“I don’t have to do anything,” Charlie said as she took one of Harper’s nipples into her mouth once again and ran her thumb across the other.
Harper had to move. She started slowly at first, using her legs as leverage but quickly picked up speed as Charlie’s attention to her nipples continued to drive her wild.
This position was a first for her, but she liked it.
She palmed one of Charlie’s breasts, rubbing her hand across the nipple until it hardened and then alternated between kneading and squeezing until Charlie was gasping too.
Charlie slid one hand in between them, clearly searching for Harper’s clit, but the angle was a challenge. “I’m almost there. You don’t have to touch my clit for me to come.” Harper gasped as she increased her pace.
But Charlie’s hands stopped her and held her, buried deep.
“What’s wrong?” Harper said, frustrated at another pause and desperate for the release that was so fucking close.
“Turn around. I need to touch you.”
“Do you promise you’re going to let me come this time?”
“I promise,” Charlie said and encouraged Harper’s hips up and off.
“I’m going to hold you to that,” Harper said as she stood and turned around so her back was to Charlie’s front as Charlie turned the dildo to keep it pointing at Harper’s G spot. Harper used her hand with Charlie’s to guide herself back down. “Oh, that’s different.”
“Different good?” Charlie said as she pulled Harper back until she was leaning against her chest.
“Yeah, different good. But before was good too. This is so much better than I was expecting.” She lost her ability to find words when one of Charlie’s hands found her nipple again, but the other slid into her folds and began slow circles around her clit.
“Oh God,” Harper said, the stimulation everywhere nearly too much to handle at once.
But her hips started moving again on instinct, and her head fell back onto Charlie’s shoulder.
Charlie started kissing and lightly nipping her neck as her fingers moved faster on Harper’s clit.
As the pleasure started to build and concentrate in her chest, she said, “I’m so close. I’m going to c—”
Her words cut off as Charlie sucked harder at her neck, and an orgasm ripped through her, shattering her into a thousand pieces.
“How the hell did you do that?” Harper asked when she could finally speak again.
“I am a woman of many talents,” Charlie said, her fingers finally stilling.
Harper’s muscles continued to clench and release at the dildo still seated deeply in her, releasing mini-surges of pleasure each time.
Charlie’s hands roamed her torso, along the sides of her breasts, but thankfully, she avoided Harper’s sensitive nipples.
She kneaded her neck as Harper lay back against her chest, her entire body on display to the empty room.
“I feel so…wanton sitting here like this,” she said.
“I know. I wish you had a mirror on that wall so I could watch you. I can tell you look amazing.”
“You’re silly,” Harper said, feeling a little self-conscious at the idea. “I’m sure I look a little ridiculous, spread-eagled, with a satisfied sex glaze over my eyes.”
“Absolutely not. I can tell you look perfect, and I’m so sad I can’t see. We might have to rectify that before we do this again.”
“You want to do this again?”
“Of course. You coming like that was one of the sexiest moments of my life.” Charlie dug her fingers into Harper’s hips and pulled her closer.
Harper turned her head and kissed Charlie sideways. “Mmm, okay, I have to…” Harper said but stopped as she eased off the dildo, feeling too tight now that she’d come and realizing she didn’t need to narrate.
She stayed on Charlie’s lap, the dildo pressing into her back as Charlie continued her sensual massage.
After a few minutes of neither one of them saying anything, Harper felt like her bones had turned from rubber back into the natural form.
“Now is it my turn to, how did you put it, fuck you into next Tuesday?”
Charlie’s chest shook with laughter. “I’m ready whenever you are.”
Harper stood and extended her hand to help Charlie up.
As they walked down the hallway together, Harper wondered what other toys Charlie had.
And she debated whether she wanted to put Charlie’s legs up over her shoulders and test all that yoga flexibility with the strap or if she wanted to take her on her hands and knees.
The night was still young. Maybe she’d do both.
She smiled to herself as she pulled Charlie faster.