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One more kiss to the neck and I cave at the knees, my head rushing with endorphins. Charlie holds me up with his arm still wrapped around my chest.
“I've got you,” he says softly, raining kisses down the beating vein in my neck.
I let my head fall back against his hard chest, my eyes rolling.
He changes motion, rubs me gently in a different rhythm. “I'll always make you feel good, Blaire. I promise.”
“Charlie,” I sob his name, my toes fisting in my trainers as his motions become harder and faster, more demanding.
He slows down when my leg starts to shake. I can't believe how quickly he can make me cum. Is this normal?
Sneaking through my damp folds, he dips the tip of his fingers in my virgin entrance. I try to close my legs to stop him but he whispers, “I'm not gonna break your virginity. Trust me.”
I do trust him—I've trusted him for weeks now.
I open my legs for him, standing on tippy toes again. He relentlessly flicks my clit with his thumb, making me jerk forward in his arm, while he torments me from the inside. He's not deep enough to spoil my innocence.
“I do trust you,” I say in a voice so lost to me, closing my eyes.
Carefully pulling his finger out of me, he smothers my clit in my own succulent arousal. It's hedonistic and wet and...
“Fuck...” I whimper, digging my nails into his arm over my chest, arching forward.
The more he kneads me, the quicker the build climbs. It's an all new high. My left leg is shaking uncontrollably. I have no idea why my leg does this when I cum, or when I'm about to cum, but it does, and I cannot stop it. It's a tremor in my body.
“Relax,” he says softly, rubbing his smooth cheek against mine so he can speak in my ear. “Just relax, baby.”
“I can't,” I whimper, tightening my face. “I just...” Turning my head to the side, I kiss him with hope that I can focus on something other than what I'm enduring, but I can't.
The kiss turns me inside out.
“Ohhh!” I whine, trembling all over.
I'm pulsing so hard... cumming so hard... It's like every sensation in my body is being sucked into one place, then radiating outward...
...He's never made me orgasm like this before. He's never made me feel so mad and wanted and hot all at once.
He wrings me dry, and when he finally stops rub-fucking me, I'm absolutely wasted, my heart hammering in my chest. I let my head fall forward, trying to catch a breath.
“Charlie...” I pant, holding his arm with my nails. “Charlie, I... We...”
“Shhh...” he takes his hand out of my trousers and I hear him sucking his fingers. “Kick off your trainers so I can take your trousers off.”
I do. My legs are wobbly like jelly but I toe the backs of my trainers and kick them off one by one. I manage to say his name again, and what I'm feeling like inside—I have to tell him. “This is so wrong. This shouldn't be-”
“Hush, baby.” He hides his face in the back of my hair, holding me tighter in his arm in an effort to cuddle me or something. “Everything that's wrong in the world always feels right.”
25
Life with Charlie turns into a bit of a lusty blur after my outburst. He's twisting my mind—it's like a battle field—and I'm letting him. I don't even think about Maksim anymore. I just want Charlie, whether it's for a fight or for an orgasm or for company—most of all his company.
He makes me cum more times than I can count—in the boxing ring, on the kitchen table, on the staircase when he catches me coming down one morning—and I never stop him. I couldn't even if I wanted to. I'm lost to myself—lost in him.
He kisses me down there like a starving man, sucking my folds and kissing my bud with gentle pecks, turning me on so badly that my leg vibrates, until I fall apart, begging... sobbing with wild desire...
I suck his cock at least three times a day because I want to. I crave the taste of him. Revel in having him under my power for a time. I need to please him as he does me, to show him how much I desire him because I can’t say the words.
He never gets aggressive with me or loses control like he did before. He never forces himself down my throat and makes me gag as he did when I first took him in my mouth. Sometimes, he doesn't even let me finish him off. He's in too much of a hurry to satisfy me, and always with his mouth.
