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Narrowing her eyes, she mumbles under her breath while fixing her bikini. Stopping mid-foreplay hasn’t help me either. I’m fucking hard and need to blow to release the built-up tension.
My eyes divert to her hand, where the ring I placed on her finger last night sits. I’m thrilled she’s still wearing it despite the circumstances of how I placed it on her. It may not have been a real proposal, but it still means something to me.
“Apparently, this is what happens to married couples all the time. Remember you agreed to be my wife for the weekend,” I remind her, holding up her hand and kissing her finger.
Charlotte jumps off the countertop, ignoring me as I try to grab her ass one more time.
“Well, honey, if you’re my husband for the weekend, watch out because I don’t play fair.” She grabs the drinks, and I follow her out the door, taking the rest. Fucking cocktease.
Back at the beach, we head into the freezing water. Afterward, we lay on our towels drying off and soaking up the sun. As we lay there, we talk about things, life in general. She opens up more about her grandmother and her time at Yale. She tells me stories about people we knew back at home, the ones she still keeps in contact with, mainly Finn.
“So, what, is he still pining after you?”
“He was never pining after me,” she says, rolling her eyes. “He married Jennifer. Remember, he was dating her back then? They have four kids. Kasey, Lauren, Jessie, and Milo.”
“So, you guys never hooked up after I… you know?”
“No, Lex. We remained incredibly good friends. He even came with Jen to my graduation.”
So that explains the photograph I found on Google. I’m relieved. One more question in the big book of Charlotte mysteries answered.
We talk a little more before deciding to head back. It’s lunchtime, and we were all famished. Before heading back to the house, Charlotte suggests we take a shower in the outdoor area located on the property. I’m quick to notice it’s hidden behind some bushes.
As we stand there under the water washing the sand off us, she leans in to me and places her lips on my mouth, kissing me deeply.
“Since I’m your wife, I guess I should keep up my end of the deal. What was it Nikki said? And blow jobs every other day?”
Hearing her say that she’s my wife is enough to send the general out. She places her hands on my chest before sliding them down and into my shorts. Firmly, she wraps her hands around my shaft, stroking it gently all the while kissing my lips. Unable to talk, I groan into her mouth.
She slides down, unbuttoning my shorts. As she squats before me, freeing my cock, I beg for her to take it all in.
With her eyes staring up at me, looking so innocent and pure, I expect her to wrap her mouth around my hard cock. Instead, she latches on, sliding it between her perfect tits. I can barely breathe, cursing under my breath, warning her I can blow any second now.
“You want me to taste you, baby? Is that what you want?”
“Fuck, yes… please,” I beg.
She runs the tip of her tongue along the head of my cock. The cold water still falls on us, but for the life of me, I can’t feel anything. My skin is burning, and the way she teases me with her tongue is only adding to the fire. I’m close, fucking ready to blow in her mouth when she pulls out, placing my cock in my shorts and standing
up with a satisfied smile on her face.
“Charlotte, what the fuck?”
Looking smug, I knew it was coming. “I’m sorry, dear husband of mine. It’s time to go have some lunch.” She turns off the shower with the biggest smirk playing on her lips. No one leaves me unfinished. As she begins walking away, swaying her hips on purpose, I grab her body, roughly pulling her back to me. Pushing her against the shower wall, I tug her bikini bottom aside, ramming my cock into her. Her groans intensify as I thrust harder.
“It’s not nice to leave me hanging,” I grit, barely keeping myself together. “If you were my wife, I’d fuck you like this wherever and whenever… in our bed all night long till you begged me to stop.”
A few more thrusts, and I pull out. She whimpers, her body collapsing onto mine.
“Lex, nooo. Please… keep fucking me… please.”
“I’m sorry, honey. You said it yourself, lunch is ready.”
Adjusting her bikini bottoms back in place, I kiss her shoulder and start walking back to the house. I know I just pissed her off, but she takes it in her stride. She runs to me, jumps on me, and I piggy-back her back to the house. She keeps taunting me and I laugh. She’s too cute when she is angry.
We are walking past the pool when she warns me, “Don’t you dare, Lex. If I go in, you go in.”
I ponder what I should do, but it’s too easy to pass up. I jump in the water with her still on my back. She screams, and I accidentally swallow some water from laughing so hard. We swim for a few minutes before Elijah calls out for us.
