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“It’s you I want. I always want you. How is that even a question, Addy?” His fingers gather up my hair moving it out of his way.
“I want you too, Charlie.” It’s much easier to admit it now verbally. I suppose seeing each other naked has a way of breaking down the barriers even if I’m not quite one hundred percent comfortable in my skin.
“I wasn’t sure how you would like my song earlier.” His kicks off his own shoes that clunk to the floor from the couch.
“You’re kidding, right?” He looks so self-conscious and I run my hands through his spiky hair loving the feel of the short strands that graze my fingers.
“Does any artist or musician not feel nervous right before a debut?”
“I guess.” My fingers leave his hair and move to his shirt which I think would look better joining his shoes on the floor. I pull it up and he removes the rest of it easily.
“Of all people, I thought you would understand the importance of firsts, Addy.” His eyes fill with mirth and I shake my head. Leave it to Charlie to bring up my virginity in casual conversation.
I smack his bare arm playfully. “Better watch yourself. I think your students have better game than you do, mister.”
His laughter is a bark and he works his hands between us gathering up my skirt again.
“You won’t be thinking of my game sweetheart when I slide my dick deep inside you.”
He’s right.
I shiver.
I’ll be thinking about his hips moving against mine causing the perfect amount of fiction to get me off. I swivel my hips just so hoping he’s thinking the same thing. A groan follows and I know he’s thinking it as much as I am.
“Charlie,” I grunt when his devil digits tease me mercilessly all over again. He works a blunt finger under the elastic of my panties pulling it to the slide before pressing his finger deep inside me only to pull out and trace the outer edges of my tender lips making me lose my mind.
“Evil man,” I whine wanting more than his habitual teasing. It’s amazing to me how comfortable I’ve become with sex after only doing it a couple of times.
Charlie repeats the move this time leaving a slick honey trail from my center down my thighs as he raises my leg up and over his hip. “Promise you won’t throw me off and lock the door to the bathroom again?” He settles deeper between my thighs.
My hands anchor against him and I raise my hips up to experiment grinding against his thick rod still unfortunately covered in his pants. “A gentleman would never remind a lady of such things.”
“I think you want to rile me up, sweetheart.”
I pant barely able to get the words out in a single sentence.
“I do. Want to. Rile you up.”
“I know.” He smirks and it drives me wild. I wish he would just get down to business. You know, the screwing, the lovemaking. The whatever he wants to call it when he fills me completely because Charlie is so good at it.
“Charlie.” I let my fingers squeeze his immovable shoulders. His hands work magic between us again and his pants are quickly shucked to the floor so he can spring free between the hole in his boxer briefs.
A wrapper crinkles.
“Wait.” I push back.
“What?”
“Um? Can I do it?” I feel like an idiot asking but his kind smile eases the awkwardness I manage to dole out.
“Of course, you can.” He says and he leans up to rest on his knees while I’m still spread out mostly clothed underneath him still. I feel like a trussed-up dinner turkey with nowhere to go and he hands me the condom expectantly. I pinch the top and roll it down over his thick shaft that pulses with warmth under the velvety soft skin that’s rigid in my grasp. All those high school health class videos have nothing on a good selection of Tumblr clips. Who says a little porn can’t go a long way toward education?
Not me that’s for sure. I will never admit to him I watched them just to learn how to do that and feel accomplished.
“My turn.” Charlie grabs my panties and slides them over my butt and up my legs tossing them over his shoulder. I giggle thinking about what they might be saying on their suicide mission to the floor joining his pants and shirt. It’s a minefield of clothing. I swear I have the strangest thoughts in the weirdest moments.
“Up.” He says slipping my shirt off because that’s got to go as well, my bra too. He reaches around me nuzzling his face in the space between my breasts kissing and licking them.
