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He smoothed his hand over her back and rocked her gently.
“And Bryony?”
“My niece.”
“Tell me,” he coaxed her. “Talk to me.”
She wanted to. Right now, in the dark, in his arms, she wanted to give her truth to Charlie. But when she tilted her head back to look at him, he kissed her. A soft, gentle kiss.
“Is kissing going to be a bad thing? For you?”
Confused by his question, she flattened her hands on his chest.
“What do you mean?”
“I’ve been drinking,” he reminded her. “You don’t drink.”
“You had a beer the other night.”
“That was before I knew you didn’t drink,” he reminded her.
“You’re asking if I’m an alcoholic?”
“I want to kiss you again.” He brushed his lips over her cheek. “I’ll quit. If you want me to.”
“No.” She turned her face to his for another kiss. “It’s okay.”
This time when he pressed his mouth to hers, she parted her lips seeking that intimate touch. Charlie swept his tongue over her lips and finally her tongue. Desperate to smooth her hands over his skin, she tugged at his t-shirt until he complied. Now, in the shadows from the streetlight on the corner, Tatum wished she had turned a light on.
Charlie tugged his shirt over his head and dropped it. Tatum took a moment to touch him. She molded her hands over his hot skin, the hard muscle under it, and then stepped closer to kiss him. Her open mouth on his skin made him shiver. Tatum dragged her tongue over his nipple, reveling in his clean, sweet taste.
“Have you been with anyone else? Since we—?”
“No.”
“Me neith—”
“Shh.” He rubbed his thumb over her lips. “I know that.”
He kicked off his shoes, hands reaching for her at the same time. Tatum’s fingers trembled as she unbuttoned her blouse. Charlie waited, hands on her hips as she shrugged it off. Emotions at war in her head and her heart, she kissed him willingly when he leaned close.
What if he left? Even if he didn’t believe he would, he hadn’t done this with her before. He hadn’t been the one dragged from sleep at three in the morning when the cops delivered her sister to her door. He hadn’t been the one interrupted just before climaxing inside her, the one to walk away with blue balls to get Sutton from the cop shop or the hospital. Charlie hadn’t had to give up his space in her bed for her to snuggle with her niece.
“Stop thinking.” He broke the kiss long enough to deliver the command, and then his hands moved over her to finish undressing her. The tension in her bra eased when he unhooked it. Charlie slid the straps over her arms watching the swell of her breasts appear, silver in the shadows. When she was topless, he unbuttoned her jeans and lowered himself to his knees in front of her to ease them down her legs.
“Charlie.” She meant to stop him when he inched her panties down to her feet and straightened to kiss her thigh. But his name sounded like a plea, and Charlie would certainly deliver. This time, he linked his fingers with hers and pulled gently until she joined him on the floor. On their knees, they shared another kiss before Charlie cupped her breasts and dipped his head to taste her there.
No teeth, only a gentle sucking and then a flick of his tongue over her nipples before he kissed the swells of her breasts and finally trailed a line of hot, wet kisses up her neck.
“Lie down,” he told her as he scraped his teeth gently over her earlobe.
“But—”
“Lie down.”
She did as he commanded, bending her knees as he spread her legs. Ready for the carnal assault he’d performed on her that first time, she sobbed out loud when he teased her. Soft kisses over her mound, the brush of his closed mouth on her inner thighs. His warm breath on her center.
“You are so fucking beautiful.”
