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She lets go of my hand and uses the wet paper towel to clean my hair. Her expression softens as she meets my sullen gaze. I hope she has really forgiven me and isn’t saying it while she plots to get away from me. Loud bangs shake the locked door, and Charlotte jumps back with a shriek.
Marshall unlocks the door with his keys. “Are you two okay in here?” He looks at me and then at Charlotte.
I nod. “We ran into some trouble getting here.”
Marshall nods. “You looked roughed up when you came in, but I’m sure you won.” Grinning, he taps my shoulder with his fist playfully. “I’ll always bet on you, kid. Hey, I’ll hang the out-of-order sign on the door so you can get fixed up.” He shuts it, and the lock clicks.
“He’s right. You are a winner, Asher.” Charlotte smiles softly, smoothing my hair with her fingertips. “I’m shaken up a bit. My heart is still racing in circles in my chest.” She rises on her toes and pecks me on the lips. “You saved me,” she whispers.
I soften at her touch and pull her into my arms. Her expression is a mix of admiration and fear. She knows I’m a dangerous guy. Her hands glide over my biceps, and she kisses me harder this time. I’ve kissed her so many times, but this is the first kiss where she’s taken me.
“I want you,” she whispers, then nips my ear with her teeth. “I want you to fuck me.”
I almost asked her to repeat that, but I don’t want to act like a prick. The excitement has me pumped, and I can see it in her eyes too. The threat is gone, but we’re still pumped. I grab my wallet out of my jacket, and lucky day, I have one condom slipped inside. I try to play it cool, like of course we should fuck. After all, I just beat the shit out of a biker and saved my girlfriend. Is she my girlfriend? I tell my brain to stop fucking with my head and shut up.
“Lean against the sink,” I tell her in a low voice. “And hold on.”
Charlotte trusts me to touch her after all the shit she’s been through. My stomach flips, and it never does this when I’m fighting. It’s time to make sure she’ll never regret knowing me. Time to show her that I do cherish her.
Charlotte leans against the sink, and I kiss her cheek tenderly while she watches me in the mirror. My fingers wiggle the button loose on her jeans, and she nuzzles my neck as I tug them down her long thighs.
“Hold on,” I whisper, and then I kneel behind her.
Her moist panties hold her scent, and I strip them off her leg and shove them into my pocket. She spreads her legs, and I admire her pussy, swollen and soaked. The scent draws my nose nearer, and I press my lips against her cheeks, giving each a soft kiss.
Tasting her is the best reward.
My hands cradle her as I expose her even more. And then I bury my face between her legs. Surprised, Charlotte gasps and holds onto the sink. I kiss her tender and sweet before my tongue slips into her full folds. My hands hold her tightly as she fidgets and gasps. I spread her farther apart with my fingers as I lick and suck the salty sweetness off her.
Charlotte moans as I greedily explore every delicious surface hidden from view. Her juices flow down my chin as the flat of my thumb sweeps back and forth over her clit. I can’t stop licking and sucking. I’m addicted to the scent. Charlotte throws back her head and lets out a moan as her knees tremble. I push my face deep into her as she shakes. She grips onto my hands as if to keep me in place.
She shouts when she cums, the warmth sliding down my tongue as she vibrates against me. I ease back a little, only touching her with my lips until she can straighten her legs.
I stand up and steady her from behind. Charlotte lifts her arm and hooks it behind my head. Her blue eyes sparkle in a hazy, satiated way as she pants for air. Smiling, she sticks out her tongue and licks my wet chin.
“Now, I really want to be fucked,” she says.
I roll the condom down my cock before my boxers hit the floor. I press myself against her slender thighs and slide in as if I belong there. Charlotte hisses, shutting her eyes as I move in deeper. Her eyes stay on my face in the mirror.
She braces her hands on the sink as the momentum builds. Her hair frames her sweaty face as her breasts shake with each thrust. My lips against her skin as I nip her shoulder, leaving a mark. She hisses. She bangs her ass against my groin as I grip her hips.
“Say my name,” I tell her, and she moans it. It might be needy, but I have to be sure she’s thinking of me.
I grunt with each thrust, going deeper each time. My head swims with desire as we move together, gripping onto that sink. The heat rises off her body each time she clenches onto me. My control abandons me, leaving me vulnerable to her. I shout and hold her tight, wildly staring at her in the mirror as if she had cast a spell over me.
Words fly out of my mouth in gasps. Swearing that I love her and would never want anyone else. All the things guys say when they cum, but I mean them.
I look at Charlotte with desperate eyes, but she doesn’t say a thing.
We walk back to campus, holding hands, and I try my best not to look like the bearer of bad news. We have excellent news to tell Hudson and Jaxon when we reach the dorm. I listen intently as Charlotte describes how I defended her with my bare hands. Hudson suggests a pizza to celebrate.
I shake my head. “I’m going to go to sleep in my own room.”
Her face falls as I get up and walk to the door. Charlotte quickly steps outside and gives me a peck on the cheek.
Charlotte squeezes my hand. “Thank you, Asher.”
Happily, I grin, knowing she’ll be okay. Was I foolish to think she wanted something else?
