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CHAPTER FOURTEEN

CHARLIE

We wake up 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.

“Harder, Beck. Bite me a little harder.” I’m practically panting.

He pulls his mouth off my nipple and moves over to the other one. I’m so lost in this feeling that I think I might be pulling his hair.

Beck lets my other nipple pop out of his mouth, and he leans back on his heels. He takes one finger and slowly drags it through my center, then takes it and puts it in his mouth. “Fuck, Charlie. You are so sweet.”

He moves between my legs, and I widen them further so he can position himself over me. On his knees, he leans back to look at me. I’m completely open to him now, and the look he gives me makes me feel like he might just destroy me.

Beck slides his hands up my thighs, then under them to grab my ass. He tilts my hips up slightly so his dick can reach my opening. With his hands still cupping my ass, he starts sliding his erection between my slit, which is now so wet that the friction from this movement might just make me come.

“Please tell me you’re still on the pill.”

“Yes, I’m still on it.”

I rock my hips up slightly, and the tip reaches my opening. We both stop and look at each other. With his eyes on me, Beck slowly pushes in. We moan, and then I let out a breath I didn’t realize I had been holding in.

He pulls back to his tip, then pushes back in until he’s completely covered by me to his base. His eyes haven’t left mine.

He stops moving and says, “Charlie, I’ve needed you. I’ve waited for you and hoped you would come back to me. I know you’re here, but”—he moves his hand over my heart—“I want you here. I know we have so much to talk about?—”

“Not now. Let’s just be here together. I’m not ready to go backward. All I know is, in this moment, I am exactly where I want to be.”

“There’s no going back once we start this. I won’t survive you leaving me again. You’re mine now. And forever. You understand me?”

I see the intensity in his eyes, but also … he’s allowing himself to be vulnerable, and he deserves the same from me.

“Yes.”

“Yes what, Charlie? I want to hear you say it. Say you’re mine.”

“I’ve always been yours, Beck.” My heartbeat is going wild, and I’m not sure if it’s because I’m so turned on or because of his words.

“Right answer,” he says, pulling back, then pushing in with short movements, like he’s teasing me.

“Beck, I need you closer.” I slide my hands up his arms and stop at his biceps to pull him to me.

He releases my ass and braces his arms on either side of my head. Without disconnecting from my body, he straightens his legs between mine. He pulls out again, then pushes in. His face is right above mine, and our eyes lock.

“More. I need more.” I lift my head just enough to kiss his lips, and he returns the kiss, making it go from soft to hard in seconds. “Don’t stop, but go a little slower and keep kissing me,” I pant.

He pushes into me again, and he circles his hips enough to put pressure on my clit, driving me crazy.

“Like that?” he asks with a smirk.

“Yeah, that feels good. You feel so good.” I start moving my hips in tandem with his, and we kiss again, tongues tangling.

Our pace picks up, and my orgasm is getting closer. Beck pulls back from our kiss and tucks his head into the side of my neck. His mouth is open, and I can feel his hot breath on my skin.

“Are you close?” he asks, mumbling against my skin.

“Yesss. So close,” I breathe. “Don’t stop.”

I can feel my muscles tighten around him, pulling him inside me more. Our pace quickens, to the point that we’re almost out of control and our movements are jerky. His head is still tucked into my neck, but I need to look at him when he comes.

“Beck, eyes on me.”

He lifts his head, and his mouth hovers over mine, but he’s far enough back so that we can look into each other’s eyes. When he looks at me like this, it feels like the most erotic moment of my life. I can feel him everywhere.

“Come for me, baby. Let it go. I want to feel that pussy choke me.”

We’re panting heavily, and our skin is slick. He touches the tip of his tongue to mine, our breaths joining. I don’t know how the fuck I went two years without this. Without him.

“I want you to come with me. Come, Beck.” My hands hold his ass, pulling him into me while my orgasm takes over, and I moan into his mouth. I lick his top lip while I’m coming down and feel him start to come.

“Goddamn, baby. I missed you so much.”

His body is still jerking, which makes my body pulse again.

Neither of us moves as we soak in the last few minutes of this high. His head is next to mine, and I reach up and run my nails through his hair, which makes him shiver.

“I can’t move,” he mumbles.

Laughing, I tug on his hair lightly. “Well, we can’t stay like this forever. I’m starting to get hungry, and I’m sure I need to brush my teeth.”

“I need to eat and probably get more ice on my side, although I think you fucked all the pain out of me, baby,” he says and tickles me below my ribs.

“Don’t make me laugh! You’re literally still inside me, and I just felt your cum drip out.”

Pulling out of me, he rolls over, props his head on one hand, and slides the other down my stomach and in between my legs. With his middle finger, he circles my clit, then moves to my opening and pushes his cum back into me. “There. That’s better.”

“Beck, honestly, I’m going to be a sticky mess!” I reach down and cover his hand with mine, stopping his movement.

He brings his finger that was just inside me to my mouth and wipes it along my bottom lip, then lifts it to his mouth and sucks. “Hmm … my stomach is growling. I might just have you for breakfast.”

“Stop! You’re going to make me blush, and we need to get up. Do you want me to make pancakes? I got that protein pancake mix you guys like. I can add blueberries or something to them if you want.” I push his shoulder softly so I can get out from under the leg he has over me.

“Okay, okay. I can’t move yet, so why don’t you use the bathroom first? Then we’ll go eat and see who else is in the house.” Beck lies back and moves his arms behind his head while he watches me walk to the bathroom. “I’ll never get tired of this view, Boss.”

I look over my shoulder and give him a wink.

I hope I’m not making a mistake here.