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“I thought I’d seen everything.”
His fingers traces a slow circle on my hip. He gives me a meaningful look.
“Right, the tour!” I blurt. “We won’t be long!”
Charlie leads me through the crowd. “Are you saying I can’t make it last?” he murmurs, and I have to bite back a giggle.
“Stamina is definitely not your problem,” I reassure him, shivering in anticipation.
The minute his office door shuts behind us, he has me up against the wall, his hands roving over my body, and his mouth hot on my neck.
“Did I mention how hot you look in this dress?” he asks, hiking it higher.
“You did, in fact,” I smile, running my hands over his shoulders, his body hard against me. “But please, feel free to pay me as many compliments as you like.”
“You smell like elderflower,” he murmurs, dipping another kiss to my lips. “And … Gingersnap cookies.”
“ New shampoo,” I reply, already breathless from his teasing fingertips.
“Now, I wonder how you taste…”
Charlie drops to his knees, and I feel a fresh wave of anticipation. But still, he makes me wait for it, teasing kisses up my thighs until finally,finally, he pushes my skirt up and tugs my underwear aside, licking hot against me.
I moan out loud, but Charlie pauses, looking up at me with a wicked grin. “Shh,” he warns me. “There’s a bar full of people right outside the door.”
Is it possible that thought makes me even hotter?
He licks against me again, and I throw my head back, trying my best to stifle my cries of pleasure as he laps, and swirls, and brings me to a shockingly swift climax, right there up against the wall.
I exhale in a rush. Over the past two months, I’ve discovered that there are many perks to having Charlie Fox as my boyfriend, and boy, is his tongue one of them.
“I want to give you something,” Charlie says, rising to his feet again.
I laugh. “Uh, yes. That much is clear.”
He grins. “Not that. Well, notjustthat,” he adds with a smirk.
But Charlie isn’t reaching for his zipper. He’s reaching into his top desk drawer, and pulling out a keychain, with a single key dangling on it.
“It’s the key to my apartment,” he explains, and my jaw falls open. “Well, it’s the deadbolt key,” he adds with a smirk.” But this seemed more symbolic than a slip of paper with my keycode pin.”
“It is,” I say, still stunned. He presses a kiss to open mouth.
“So, now you can come and go as you please, without waiting around for me.” he says. “Or … Just come.”
I step back to see his face better. “You’re asking me to move in with you?” I ask in disbelief.
“Clearly, not well enough,” he says, with a half-grin. “But yes. What do you say?”
“I say, that sounds an awfully lot like commitment,” I repeat. “Just to be clear, you want me to move my things into your place, and sleep there every night, and be there every morning and—”
“Yes.” He cuts me off with a kiss. “But if it’s too soon—”
“No!” I yelp. “I mean, maybe it is, but… I want to,” I say breathlessly.
God, do I want to.
We kiss for a long moment, then I pull back. “I’m going to have to do some decorating,” I warn him. “Like, with colors. And throw pillows.”
