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Charlotte’s gaze finds mine, her cheeks turning the faintest shade of pink. “Oh. It’s okay.” She rubs underneath Doja’s chin, her attention solely focused on her cat, instead of me.
As if I might what… make her uncomfortable?
Well, fuck that.
I approach the bed, throw back the covers and crawl back underneath them, pulling the duvet over me before I slide in behind my wife, slinging my arm around her middle, splaying my fingers across her bare stomach. “Did you sleep well?”
She nods, her back to me, her head slightly bent. “Did you stay all night with me?”
“I did.” Doja crawls over Charlotte, seeking my attention. I give it to her, of course, petting her silky fur. “Does that bother you?”
“Not at all.” She leans into me, her lush body fitting perfectly next to mine. “I don’t want to get out of bed yet.”
“Then don’t.” I kiss the side of her neck, breathing her in. I love her smell. Can’t get enough of it. My hands begin to explore, streaking my fingers over her hips and she nudges against me.
Somewhere a phone rings and I realize it’s mine.
“Should you get that?” Charlotte asks after the third ring.
“I don’t want to get out of bed,” I tell her, repeating her own words back to her.
Her ass rubs against my front, rousing my dick. “Stay with me then.”
The phone stops ringing, only to start back up again.
I cup her breasts, noting her hard nipples. Her tits are a perfect handful. I can’t get enough of them. “Bet it’s my brother.”
“Or one of mine,” she adds.
Don’t want to talk to any of those assholes this morning, or even think about them. I’d rather not discuss what happened yesterday just yet. I’d prefer to act like it never happened.
Though I can’t avoid it. Something needs to be done, and soon.
I’d just rather savor my wife a little while longer before we both have to face reality once again.
I’m essentially mauling my responsive wife, Doja is frustrated with us and sitting on the foot of the bed when there’s a light knock on the door.
Blowing out an exasperated breath, I call out, “What is it, Jasper?”
“Sir, you have a call.” He pauses for only a second. “From Mr. Lancaster.”
“I win,” Charlotte whispers. “Told you it was my brother.”
“Which one?” I ask as I slide my hand down her stomach, heading for the promised land.
“Reginald, sir. Miss Charlotte’s father.”
My hand pauses in its journey and we both go still, Charlotte glancing over her shoulder to stare at me with wide, slightly terrified eyes.
“Tell him I’ll call him back,” I say, my gaze never straying from my wife’s.
“He said it was urgent.” Another hesitation. “He would like to speak with you now, sir. I already tried to tell him you were busy.”
“Damn it,” I mutter, letting go of Charlotte and sliding out of bed. I glance around the bedroom, realizing I’ve got nothing in here to slip on. “Give me a minute,” I yell to Jasper. “Tell him I’ll be right there.”
“Very well, sir.”
Charlotte sits up, the duvet bunched at her waist, her upper half on full display, which is the wrong call because damn, all I want to do is slip back into bed and suck on her nipples for fifteen minutes straight. Until she’s gasping and so wet, it takes nothing for me to slide inside of her and fuck her to oblivion.
