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A wicked grin spreads across my face.

“It would be my pleasure.”

Standing from the bed, I drop my jeans to the floor. Charlie takes a long look at my naked body as she rubs her thighs together in anticipation.

“Come here, baby.”

She sits up on the bed and kneels in front of me. Grabbing her thighs, I wrap her legs around me and twist us around, falling back on the mattress with her straddling me. I reach over and grab a condom from my nightstand, rolling it on, then raising my hand to cup her neck.

“I want you to ride me. Use me however you need to make yourself come again.”

With my hands on her hips, she lifts up and slowly lowers onto me, letting out a whoosh of breath when she’s fully seated. I swear to fucking God, the clubhouse could catch fire right now and I wouldn’t notice. The only thing I can think, feel, or taste is wrapped up in this perfect package.

Charlie slowly begins to move up and down, then once she finds a rhythm that suits her, she quickens her movements. With her face tilted toward the ceiling and her long, dark locks tickling my thighs, I’m about to blow inside of the most perfect pussy I’ve ever felt.

“Fuck, baby, that feels so good. Ride me just like that,” I grit out.

“I need more,” she says, sweat beading along her brow.

Moving one hand from her hip, I bring it around to rub her clit while she rides me.

“Yes, that’s it. Oh, fuck,” she draws out as her pussy clamps hard around me, setting off my own orgasm.

“Ahh,” I cry out, falling into oblivion as I fill the condom.

Charlie collapses onto my sweaty chest, both of us panting like we just ran a goddamn marathon.

“That was...” She starts but can’t seem to find the words to finish her sentence.

“Yeah,” I breathe out.

There simply are no words to describe the utter rightness. I’m not a man to wax poetic about sex, but calling this anything other than life altering would be a lie. A shift took place in my chest, as though something moved to make room for something bigger than anything I’ve ever felt.

Charlie gingerly rises off me and collapses on the bed before I get up to take care of the condom. When I return to the bedroom, she’s right where I left her and only semi-conscious.

“I should go back to my room. Lucy might wonder where I am if she wakes up.”

“Or you could stay here. I have a feeling if Lucy wakes up, she’ll know exactly where you are.”

“True.” Charlie lets out a sweet but tired giggle. “I think she knew this was going to happen before I did.”

“She’s a smart girl, that one.” Charlie hums in agreement. “Let me rest for a minute.” Lying back down, I pull her close to me and rub my face in her tousled hair. “Then I’ll give those perfect tits more of the attention they deserve.”

Charlie giggles again. God, I love that fucking sound.

“I think you gave every part of me the perfect amount of attention.”

I pull my head back and lock my eyes with hers.

“Sweetheart, if you think the night’s over, I hate to be the one to tell you that you’re wrong. I’m just getting started with you.”

Chapter twelve

Linc

Needlesstosay,Charlieand I got minimal sleep last night. Every time I opened my eyes from dozing off, I couldn’t resist touching her. Those touches would wake her and soon turn into me being buried inside her tight heat once more.

Every time last night with Charlie blew my fucking mind. The longer the night went on, the more vocal she became about what she wanted and how she wanted it. The timid girl I’ve been trying to protect disappeared last night in my bed to be replaced with a woman with a sexual appetite that matched mine. And thank fuck for that. I wasn’t about to bring it up last night, but I have a feeling Charlie hasn’t been with many guys, and she sure as shit has never been with one who got off on a woman directing the show.

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