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They danced to every song, other than the few just for Roman and Aria and their parents and the wedding party. Tatum was smooth and pretty on the dance floor. The dress fit her lithe body like it was made for her. Even with her heels kicked off so she could dance, she was the sexiest woman in the room. Even without drinking, she was smiling and laughing, and that made her the prettiest woman in the room.
Now and then, Charlie watched Mal and Everleigh, still somewhat surprised by Mal’s announcement earlier at the church. Apparently, his little brother had given the whole marriage thing some thought. Charlie might have to talk to him about it to make sure he didn’t pick a bad time to step things up with Tatum. Mal and Everleigh deserved the limelight just the same as he and Tatum did.
They changed dance partners often. Charlie traded Tatum off to his brothers and friends and his dad, and he was happy to dance with his mom and sisters. The band was good, changing the music up from slow to fast or slowing things down just when he wanted Tatum back in his arms. The beer was cold, but Charlie didn’t drink much. Not with the after party plans he and Tatum had.
The band quit playing at midnight. Charlie offered to stay and help with the cleanup, as did his brothers. But they were all shoed out of the reception hall with wishes for a good night. Charlie had no idea what the rest of the family was doing, but he and Tatum were definitely going to have a good night.
When they left, he drove to her apartment, just for a joke. She got a good laugh, but she also insisted he park. The lobby was empty as usual. He rarely saw people here, and if he did, it was usually around seven in the morning when he was leaving and others were heading to work or in the evenings when the working day was over.
“Tatum, seriously, you don’t have to do this here.”
“But the mirrors, Charlie.” She winked at him as they waited for the elevator to arrive.
“Is there a camera in there?”
“Not that I’m aware of.” She shrugged. The devilish look in her eyes made him think of a few stories Mal had eluded to about himself and Everleigh. He hadn’t shared details, but he’d mentioned oral sex outside on the fire escape outside Everleigh’s window.
When the car arrived, Tatum took his hand and tugged him in behind her.
“You live on the sixth floor,” he reminded her. “We’ll be there before you get—”
She quirked her eyebrows at him as she unzipped his trousers and slipped her fingers inside to stroke him.
“You could always hit a button to stop us for a minute.”
“Tatum.”
“Where’s your spirit of adventure?” she asked as she lowered herself to her knees in front of him. Charlie banged his head on the mirror behind him when she took his dick out and flicked her tongue over his head.
“How about you pull your dress up a bit so I can look at that thong while you suck me?”
She lifted her head and looked around, seemingly surprised by his request. Charlie groaned out loud when she met his eyes with a smile and eased her dress up over her hips. He found her sweet ass cheeks in the mirror as she took him in her mouth again.
“I like the idea of a tropical honeymoon with you.” He tipped his head down to watch her for a moment. “You in a skimpy white bikini.” Charlie relaxed against the mirror as she cupped his balls in her hand and gave him a gentle squeeze. “Me untying the top. You know the kind…tiny little triangles that barely cover your nipples.”
“Mmm.”
He looked in the mirror again at her bare ass cheeks, wishing he could touch her. Was she into his fantasy or into the taste of him in her mouth? Maybe both.
“After it was wet, of course, I would untie it. And you would just stay topless the rest of the time we were there.”
“Why wouldn’t I just be topless to start with?” She drew back for a second to look up at him.
“Because seeing you in a skimpy little bikini is my fantasy. Getting you wet. Watching your nipples get hard. Maybe biting you, nipping at you there. Making it sting. Then peeling the wet thing off you. Seeing the beads of water on your tits.”
“My tits wouldn’t have beads of water on them if I had a bikini top on when I got wet.”
His laughter rumbled up from low in his gut.
“This is my fantasy, woman,” he reminded her.
“Sorry.” She winked at him as she went back to working his dick with her tongue. The elevator stopped on her floor. Charlie held his breath, praying no one got on the car. When the doors closed and they were still alone, she looked up at him again with a smile.
“Guess we’ll go back down.”
“Yeah? On the beach, you would kneel in the sand and suck my dick just like this.”
“But you wouldn’t have the mirrors.”
