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My eyebrows rise, and I swallow the lump in my throat. I look around guiltily. This feels so naughty. I exhale as she moans and thrashes, her back arching off the bed. I can almost feel it myself. I rub my legs together to ease some tension.
The man lies back, and she kisses down his chest and over his stomach. Then she begins to suck on his penis.
His hands are on the back of her head.
I hold my breath.
Fascinated, I watch her bring him to his undoing. He groans beneath her, unable to control himself. His legs are wide, and his face…
Oh, I want to do this to Spencer.
* * *
Like a cat ready to pounce on her prey, I sit at the kitchen island in my sexy little nightdress.
It’s 7:30 p.m., and I hate to admit it, but I watched people having sex for over an hour this afternoon. Soft sex, hard sex, messy and wet sex—all of it was hot. Damn, Sarah was right. I have been missing out.
I sip my wine and smirk to myself. Who the hell am I?
Working in a mailroom, sneaking men into my suite, watching porn, getting flowers and sitting here in sexy nightwear, waiting for the most gorgeous man of all time to come and cook me dinner.
I feel so alive, like my whole life is just getting started.
I hear the door open and my heart flips.
“Charlotte?” Spencer calls, securing the chain in place on the door.
I bound out of the kitchen. The second he sees me, he drops the shopping bags that were in his hands, and he smiles broadly. I laugh and jump up at him, loving the way he wraps his big arms around me when he catches me and lifts my feet from the floor.
“Hello, Mr Spencer.” I smile.
We kiss and his tongue slowly slides between my waiting lips.
“I’ll send you flowers every fucking day if this is the hello I get.”
I giggle. “Thank you.”
We kiss again and again, and Lord, I need him. He walks me backwards to the lounge and falls onto the sofa so I can straddle him.
He looks up at me. “You’re different,” he whispers.
“I feel different.”
His hands slide under my nighty and over my bare hips. “I like this… different.”
“Hmm,” I murmur as I rub myself over his hard cock.
All my arousal from the last hour of porn has me ready to explode. I kiss him with an urgency like never before. His eyes flash with arousal, and his tongue dances with mine. The kiss is deep, slow, and long, and my body begins to grind over his hard cock, taking on a rhythm of its own.
I can’t hold it. I want to do this, and I want to do it now.
I drop to the floor, positioning myself between his legs, and he inhales sharply, completely shocked.
Our eyes lock.
I want to suck him. I want to bring him undone. I slide the zipper of his jeans down and he frowns, confused by my sudden show of bravery. I hardly touched him last time we were together.
He lifts his hand to cup my face, and I tug at his pants a little harder. I want this. Eventually, he stands and takes them off, and I lift his T-shirt over his head.
