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“Upstairs?” Lara asked when Charlotte’s hand slid into her wet bikini bottoms. “I don’t want to ruin the couch,” she said, her voice catching when Charlotte’s fingertips found her clit.
“And I don’t want to ruin the bed. Guest room?”
“Please,” Lara whimpered as Charlotte continued to tease her.
Charlotte removed her hand, and Lara led the way, stopping at the first door on the left.
“This okay?” Lara asked, her cheeks flushed.
Charlotte smiled as she grabbed her hips and gently pushed her inside and onto the bed. She stripped out of her wet bikini, and grabbed a hold of Lara’s bikini bottoms, tugging them down her legs while Lara flung the top half aside.
Charlotte shook her head as she climbed on top of Lara. “Stunning,” she said as she leaned down to kiss Lara, their tongues slowly gliding. She smiled into the kiss when she slid her fingers up Lara’s thigh and over her sex, finding her ready and waiting for her.
“I love how wet you get for me,” Charlotte murmured against Lara’s lips.
Lara’s hands were on her ass, her grip almost painful as she urged Charlotte on, silently begging her to give her what she needed.
Lara groaned into the kiss when Charlotte slipped inside, two then three fingers easily sinking into her heat.
“Just like that,” Lara moaned into Charlotte’s neck as she picked up the pace, knowing exactly how Lara liked it now, and it only took a few more strokes for Lara to cling to her, her body quaking, a string of curses on her lips.
Charlotte smiled down at her as Lara recovered and as Charlotte withdrew her fingers, she brought them to her mouth, loving the fire that was in Lara’s eyes as she watched her lick them clean.
Lara pushed herself up to kiss her, her arms wrapping around Charlotte.
And Charlotte lost herself in the kiss, in the feeling of Lara’s lips expertly meeting her own again and again.
Lara guided Charlotte back against the sheets, kissing her way down her body until she was on her stomach between Charlotte’s legs, her tongue working its magic.
“Oh fuck,” Charlotte moaned, her hands in Lara’s hair as her tongue flickered over her clit. Charlotte arched off the bed when Lara’s fingers entered in slowly, her tongue still teasing her, and it didn’t take long for Charlotte to lose control, her hips rocking back against Lara’s tongue, her thighs tightening against her head.
“I’m coming,” Charlotte cried as her orgasm took over, her body shuddering, one hand in Lara’s hair, messing up her bun, the other clutching the sheets as one of the most intense orgasms she’d had yet washed over her entire body.
“Fuck,” Charlotte panted, and Lara took her time kissing her way up her body, letting her recover.
Charlotte held out her arm, and Lara snuggled into her. There were so many things she wanted to say right now, but she kept them to herself, knowing that they were too new, that this weekend away wasn’t a reflection of what their lives in Los Angeles were like.
But there was no denying that she was falling for Lara Soler.
23
Lara finished cleaning up the kitchen after another delicious meal that Charlotte had made, although at least this time, she let Lara help. She wasn’t really sure where the last two days had gone, because tomorrow morning, they would be leaving early to head back home, and Lara wished they had another day or two out here together.
Charlotte was in the loft packing even though it was almost eleven o’clock at night. She wanted to be able to have a lazy morning and enjoy one last coffee out on the deck.
Lara had felt something change between them this weekend. They hadn’t had a serious conversation, but even the fact that Charlotte had brought her here said a lot.
Even though they had to get back to L.A., Lara knew she should be optimistic about the future. They’d only been seeing each for a month, but so much had happened in those few weeks. So many nights falling asleep in one another’s arms. So many breakfasts shared outside at either of their homes.
And these last two days had proved that this was about more than sex. They’d been so comfortable around each other this weekend, with Charlotte going for a walk on the trail behind the house while Lara preferred to read on the deck.
They’d spent considerable time in the jacuzzi this weekend too, long hours kissing, exploring each other, although they never actually had sex outside, because as remote as the cabin felt, Lara had a feeling that Charlotte wouldn’t risk it.
While Charlotte had seemed like she was in her element at the charity event the other night, Lara knew she preferred quiet nights like the ones they’d had this weekend, that she wasn’t the kind of person to seek out the spotlight. And Lara loved seeing her so relaxed.
“Hey babe,” Charlotte called from the loft above the living room. “Jerry just text to say I’m trending. Should I be worried?”
Lara didn’t have much time to bask in the warmth of Charlotte using an endearment like that for the first time, because trending was rarely ever good news, not for people like Charlotte, and Lara immediately found herself switching into agent mode.
