“Right. Keep telling yourself that,” she murmurs, patting me on the shoulder before turning and bending over the table to take her next shot.
I have to take a step back to avoid contact, not that any part of me wants to. My body thrums with lust, having Charley bent over right in front of me. It’s impossible not to look. It’s funny… I buried my feelings for her years ago, but suddenly, with only a handful of drinks in my system, my need for her is just as strong as it was back then.
One round turns into two, which then turns into a game of darts with even more tequila, and before I know it, they’re announcing last call. “Damn, I didn’t realize it was so late,” I drawl, double checking the time on my phone as I pay the tab. Walking outside, the fresh air feels cool against my face, cheeks warm from the alcohol swimming through my veins. On the sidewalk, I turn toward Charley. “Well, this night ended up being better than I thought it would.”
“It did,” she agrees, a grin tugging on her lips. “Did you drive here? How are you getting home?”
Nodding, I say, “Yeah, I drove. I’ll just walk. It’s a nice night, and I don’t feel like paying for an Uber.”
“Stay at mine,” Charley offers nonchalantly.
I clear my throat, blood rushing straight to my dick as memories of the past filter through my mind. “At your house?”
“Yeah, why not?” She nods. “My house is way closer than yours anyway.”
Yeah…why not? It makes sense; her houseiscloser than mine. She’s being nice. It doesn’t mean anything.
“Okay.” I shrug. “I can crash on your couch, and I’ll be outta your hair early in the morning. I have a ton of shit to do.”
“Sounds good,” Charley replies as we walk in the direction of her house. We’re about halfway down the block when she adds, “Although, it doesn’t have to be the couch.”
My cock swells, body burning up as my pulse races. Glancing over and raising a brow, I meet her gaze. “Oh yeah?”
Charley giggles, a flirty glint in her eye. “Well, my couch isn’t exactly the comfiest to sleep on. What kind of host would I be if I let you do that?”
My eyebrows shoot up to my hairline. “And where do you suggest I sleep instead?”
Shrugging, a smirk lifts the corner of her mouth. “My bed, of course.”
Fuck… Maybe she’s feeling the electricity between us too.
“Is that what you want?” A smile curls my lips.
Charley bites down on her bottom lip and nods, the heat pouring from her gaze enough to melt titanium. “Not like we haven’t shared a bed before.”
A groan sounds in my throat as we come to a stop in front of the magnolia tree about a block away from her house and turn toward each other. It’s beenyears,and now we’re here. I wouldn’t even be able to say who moves first as our bodies and lips collide. Wrapping my hand around the back of her neck, the other going to her hip, I back Charley up to the tree as my tongue slips into her mouth, rolling against hers, the feeling of her piercing making me even hotter. She moans, kissing me just as fiercely. I can’t explain it, but kissing her feels like coming home; it always has. Tearing my lips from hers, I kiss along her jaw, working my way down to her neck. Charley’s hand squeezes my bicep as I tease her with my teeth, nipping at the sensitive flesh before soothing with my tongue.
“You want me in your bed tonight?” I rasp as I lick a hot path along the column of her throat until I reach her chin. Charley hums, lowering her head and meeting my gaze. “To sleep?”
Biting down on her bottom lip, she shakes her head, pressing her hips into mine. There’s no way she can’t feel how hard I am.
“Then what?” I ask tauntingly. “What do you want, Sunny?”
Charley’s eyes darken, the black from her pupils swallowing the blue of her irises. “It’s been a long time since you’ve called me that,” she rasps.
“Yeah, it has.” Nipping at her bottom lip, I lift her leg, wrapping it around my waist as I roll my hips into her, relishing the moan that escapes her. “Feels like a lifetime ago, doesn’t it?”
“I didn’t realize how much I missed it,” she admits, brazenly flicking her tongue into my mouth. “Hearing you say it again makes my pussy wet.”
Chuckling darkly, I say, “Maybe I’ll have to find out for myself.”
“Please do,” Charley purrs before I press our lips together again and lick into her mouth, my body thrumming with need.
“Then get the fuck inside,” I growl, then take a step back and gesture toward the house. “Because I need you naked and spread open for me. Right fucking now.”
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