5. Travis
Chapter 5
Travis
The heat between Charlie and me erupts in a frenzy of grabbing and touching. Before I know it, I have her pinned against the backside of the old rickety garden gate. The weeks of pent-up tension between us leads to an explosion of passion. Her hands slide under my shirt, roaming my skin and leaving goosebumps rippling across me.
I take in the feel of her supple skin against me as she traces the outline of the muscles in my stomach, then slips her hand down the front of my pants. Her touch is intoxicating. My dick pulsates in her grip, I’m rock hard and already slippery.
With Charlie, it’s so easy to get carried away. I went from not knowing her to wanting every part of her in a few weeks. Right now I’m ready to explode, losing control just from her touch. I can’t help but hitch up her skirt and grasp at her thick thighs. It’s been a long time since I’ve been with a woman. But even then, Charlie is in a league of her own.
When a bee lands on her leg, Charlie panics and pulls us both off balance. We tumble into a clearing beside the gate. Her long hair is a mess with twigs and wildflowers tangled in the strands. The look is nothing like her lawyer bun and it’s wild and free, I love that.
Charlie tries to climb on top of me, straddling me, and the weight of her body on my lap makes me clench every muscle in my body. But I’m not going to miss the chance to remind her who's in charge.
I wrap a hand around her throat and roll her onto her back. Then I crawl up her body. When I’m on top of her, I cage her in with my arms, pinning her to the ground. Then I slide my hand down her stomach, pressing her back into the dirt beneath us.
The heat radiating between us is palpable. I don’t waste any time hiking her skirt up over her hips and sliding her underwear down. My tongue traces circles over her velvety folds and I savor the intoxicating taste of her on my lips. She moans my name and it makes me burn with the desire to be inside of her.
Charlie arches her hips up to meet my touch, desperate for more friction. She’s drenched and her unrestrained lust drives me wild. I keep working on her until I feel her throb and swell under my caresses.
She reaches for my zipper and when her fingers tug it down, I spring up to meet her. I press a hand to the inside of her thigh and Charlie lets her legs fall open for me. It only takes a second for me to line myself up with her slit. I slide inside of her with a single thrust. Her walls stretch to take all of me and it shoots waves of heat trembling through me.
I rock inside of her with a fervent passion and Charlie matches me, moving in time with my thrust. Everything around us blurs and the whole damn prairie stands still for us. I fill her, but it’s me who is made whole as our bodies press together in a frenzy of lust and desire.
Being with Charlie feels like I’ve found a part of myself I lost a long time ago and I don’t want it to end. She moans and clenches along my length and it’s pure heaven. I lose myself in this woman who has become my whole world. When her hips meet mine with a fierce urgency, it drives me closer to the edge and I can barely hold on.
Finally, Charlie’s body racks with tremors as I pound into her, claiming what’s mine. I know she’s close to a tidal wave of release and I don’t let up. When she finally lets go, she takes me with her. I shoot pulsating streams into her with a final, explosive release that leaves me breathless.
Our fun starts in the old garden, but that isn’t where it ends. I spend the next two days taking Charlie on the bartop, on the pool table, and of course in my bed. I’m shamelessly addicted to her. There isn’t any reasonable way that a man like me should get to be with someone as classy and put-together are Charlie, but here we are and I can’t get enough.