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Goddamn, this girl.

She’s barely done talking before my balls tighten, and cum shoots down her throat. She moans, and I feel her pussy sucking my fingers in deeper as she starts to come.

Our eyes stay locked, making everything feel heightened. I can still feel her pussy pulsing around my fingers, like I’m sure she can feel my dick twitching inside her mouth.

Pulling her mouth off me, she has a soft smile on her face and says, “You can stop now. I’m so sensitive at this point that I don’t think I could wring out another orgasm if I tried.”

“Challenge accepted, baby,” I say, then flip her over onto her back.

CHAPTERFOURTEEN

CHARLIE

We wakeup the next morning, wrapped in each other. Beck has his arm around my waist, under his shirt I’m wearing, and his hand is cupping my breast. I take a minute to just breathe. Being back in his arms feels like home. It feels like it’s where I belong.

I feel his dick between my ass cheeks, and I can’t help but rub myself against it just a little.

Beck stirs with my movement, and he groans, “Charlie, baby, what are you doing?”

I do it again because … well, I’m getting turned on by having him wrapped around me, feeling his hard-on, and hearing that gravelly tone in his voice when he calls my name.

Instead of replying, I take the hand covering my breast and guide it into my shorts, which I put back on before I fell asleep. Keeping my hand on his, I move our hands in tandem over my core. I can feel the wetness as he slides his fingers through my crease and up to my clit. He circles it slowly, and I can’t help but start to move my hips, seeking more friction. Kissing the back of my neck, he moves down to the place between my neck and shoulder, which he knows drives me crazy.

“Right there, Beck. Don’t stop.” In all the years we were together, I never got the chance to wake up in his arms. I had no idea it would turn me on so much.

It feels so good, and if he keeps doing this, I’ll come quickly. I need to feel his lips on mine. Without breaking our rhythm, I roll from my side onto my back. I slide my hands up his sculpted abs and chest, making my way to his neck, where I guide his mouth to mine.

“Kiss me.”

Beck leans in. My hands are still on the sides of his neck, pulling him closer. He brings his lips to mine teasingly. The tip of his tongue begins to trace the seam of my lips. It’s slow, deliberate, and it drives me wild.

I glide my tongue along his, and we savor each other. Our mouths are open while we entwine our tongues, and between this kiss and the movement of his hand in my shorts, I’m feeling feral.

“Beck, I need more.”

“What do you need, baby? You want me to suck on your clit?” He pulls my bottom lip into his mouth and sucks. “You need me to fuck you? Tell me, Charlie.” His mouth hovers over mine while he speaks, and he licks the line of my lips again.

This time, I softly bite the tip of his tongue, then wrap my lips around it and suck. It makes him groan, and he pulls his tongue out from between my lips.

“You need to be fucked.”

He pushes up so he’s leaning over me, his arm bracing him. With the hand in my shorts, he takes one side, then the other and slowly pulls them down my hips.

I lift my ass, and he grabs the front of my shorts and pulls them off, watching my face while he does it.

There is a question in his eyes. Instead of answering him with words, I reach down the front of his boxer briefs and wrap my hand around his dick. My hand slides up and down his shaft, squeezing at the tip, where I feel his pre-cum leaking.

“You’d better stop doing that, or this’ll end before I get to feel your pussy wrapped around me,” he says, pulling my thigh to open me wider. He moves his hand back in between my legs. He takes the wetness from my center and slowly slides it back and forth over my clit.

“Take these off,” I say, tugging the front of his briefs down, and his dick pops out. “Mmm … maybe I should have another taste of you before we fuck.”

“Charlie, if I don’t get inside you, I might lose my mind. I’ve been waiting for this for two fucking years.” He holds himself steady on his arm, lifts his hips, and pulls his other hand off of me to slide his briefs off.

While I watch him undress, I sit up and take off his shirt that I put on last night.

“Fuck me, I need those tits in my mouth.”

Beck leans down and licks the tip of one nipple and then wraps his lips around it and sucks. When I feel his teeth bite down, I slide my hands into his hair to hold his head in place.