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I grinned at my mom as I stood up, “Let’s hope that one day, she’ll call me Dad.”
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Two hours later, we were pulling into the parking lot at her apartment, and Marisol was sound asleep in the back. She’d had a great time, and I knew Charlotte also had. I carried Marisol into the house and laid her on her bed. Charlotte took over from there, and I went to wait in the living room while she got her changed and tucked in.
When Charlotte stepped out, she closed the door gently behind her and graced me with a shy smile. Was she thinking the same thing that I was? Was her mind playing back those moments in my room? I wasn’t sure that it was a good time to take that step, but I wasn’t about to say no if that’s what she wanted.
Charlotte came to stand in front of me, “Thank you for a wonderful night, Wes. Marisol really enjoyed herself.”
“I’m glad. Did you? Did you enjoy yourself?”
She stared up at me, her gaze drifting slowly over my features before she stepped in closer, putting her arms around her neck. “I did, but I can think of something that might make the evening end perfectly.”
Holy smokes, she had been thinking about it. I wrapped my arms around her waist, “You do, huh?”
“Yeah, remember when you said that you wanted us to come with you next weekend?”
“Yes.”
“And you said that we were going to share that bed.”
“I did.”
“But you also told me that you weren’t going to make love to me in that for the first time.” She lifted up on her toes, bringing her lips closer to mine.
“I did say that.” Every muscle in my body was primed and ready for her to say it.
She paused, an inch from my lips, her eyelids closing seductively as she watched me. Her tongue running over her lips slowly to prepare them, “Then I think you need to make love to me now.”
Jesus, I was so there. I brought our lips together in a hungry kiss. Our bodies crushing together as we devoured one another. A whimper fell from her lips when I moved to her neck, nipping just under her ear.
“Are you sure, Charlotte? We can wait, I don’t want to rush things.”
“Do you think we are rushing things?” she asked softly as she watched me.
“No, I want to make love to you more than anything, but I don’t want you to think that’s all I want from you. I want more than just sex with you.”
“I do too, but right now, sex sounds really, really good, Wes.”
She didn’t have to say another word. I lifted her into my arms and headed toward the hallway, where I assumed her bedroom was. At the door, I paused, “Are you sure?”
“Yes, make love to me, Wesley.”
Damn, I loved hearing that fall from her lips. I kissed her again as we entered her room, and I laid her on the bed gingerly. I came down on top of her, loving the feel of her small body beneath mine. One hand slipped down to her waistband, and tugged at the shirt, my fingers finding the soft skin under the material, and she sucked in a quick breath. I glanced up to find her eyes closed, her mouth open and her head thrown back.
I unbuttoned her blouse, one slow button at a time, and then peeled it back from her chest. The sight of her full breasts that were still hidden under a lacy rose bra enthralled me, and I leaned forward and kissed the swells. Her nipples hardened under my touch, and I nipped at them. She pressed her breast toward me, and I peeled the lace back and took her breast in my mouth.
One of her legs curled around mine, and I pulled back to sit up. Her eyes opened, and I pause for a moment to take in the sexual desire clearly written on her face. The sight of her one breast exposed fully, and the smooth, creamy skin of her stomach. Holy hell, she was gorgeous.
I stood and went to remove her boots. I tossed them slowly over to the side after removing each one. Then I toed off my own shoes, and removed my socks, and then hers. She smiled, and before I went back to her, I pulled my shirt over my head. Her gaze drank me in, and she licked her lips again. It was all I needed to know that it was game on.
I came back to her in a rush, and she kissed my shoulders, pushing me to the side so she could move down to my chest, biting just to the side of my nipple and I hissed. Her tongue flicked over my nipple, and her hands moved south. I laid back to watch, wanting her to do what she wanted, when she wanted, and loving every fucking minute of it.
Her hands released the button of my jeans and slowly lowered the zipper, her sexy eyes drifting up to mine as she tugged at my hips to remove them. I lifted so she could get them off easier, and then she was off the bed, dropping the jeans to the floor. She slipped her shirt off her shoulders and down her arms, and then unclasped her bra in slow, deliberate motion. Her breast settled a little lower, and my hands ached to hold the weight.
She shimmied out of her jeans, and I noticed her panties were the same color her bra had been. Hot damn, that was a turn on. Had she been thinking about this before we even went out tonight?
She ran her hands up my thighs as she climbed back on the bed and slowly crawled over me. Her panties and my boxers now the only thing between us. She sat up, staring down at me as her hands caressed my chest. “You are gorgeous.” She said softly.
