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He chuckles. Distracting me with a deep kiss, he pushes in, his thick tip breaching me. The boys have played around there plenty, even if it’s been a little while. Theoretically, I should be ready.
I’m not. I gasp into Charlie’s mouth at the stretch and burn.
“That’s it,” he coaxes. “Let me in. Push down and take what I have to give you.”
His fingers dig in, kneading and tugging to help open me. I breathe the way I’ve been taught in kickboxing. In through my nose. Out through my mouth to feather against Charlie’s lips. His corona slips through and the stretch eases. He groans as I clamp down on his wet shaft.
“Yeah, that’s it. That’s so good, Ted. Feel you squeezing me. Take a little more.”
I pant as he pushes in. Before our hips meet, he pulls back and I squirm at the liquid slip of him in a place where motion feels right and very, very wrong at the same time.
“Charlie.”
“You’re doin’ great, bean.”
A laugh gusts out of me. “How would you know?”
He chuckles and presses a deep kiss on my mouth. “Cause it feels dead good. More now, yeah?”
“Yeah.”
I breathe through the pressure until that illicit sense of slippage thrills through me again. Charlie rocks over me, not quite thrusting, but hinting at what’s to come. I tighten my legs around him, crossing my ankles over the small of his back. He slides his free arm under my shoulders and locks our bodies together.
On the next rock, our hips meet. His pubic bone presses against my mons, right where it feels best. It’s too brief, a tease, before he draws back and I try to chase the sensation. His next motion is a thrust, with a deep flexing of his arse under my heels. I pant and he echoes me with a low moan.
“Gimme more,” he groans, his voice low and harsh. “Little faster now.”
I nod, bumping his chin with mine. Letting go of my nerves, I sink into the sensations. Our shared breaths heating the air between us. The wet slap of our bodies, the rustle of the sheets, the creak of the bed breaking the pre-dawn silence. Charlie’s hot body flexing over and around and inside mine. His hands tighten on me, pulling me even closer.
He begins a deep, rumbling chant, “Yeah, yeah, yeah, bean. This is what’s mine. This is what we should always have had. Feel me so deep in you. I’ll always be a parta you. You’ll always be a parta me.”
“Charlie, Charlie.”
“Love you, bean. Love every part of you. Love you now. Love you always.”
I wrap my arms and legs tighter around him as his thrusts quicken, the friction building, each bump of his pubis against my mons sending me spiraling higher and higher.
“Love you, Charlie. Love my lad.”
He groans. “Always your lad, Teddy. Always was. Always will be. Take me. Fuck, that’s so good.”
“Charlie, yes, yes.”
His head tips back, the tendons in his neck flexing as he works faster and faster, his whole body engaged, muscles locking. With another groan and three heavy, undeniable thrusts that pierce me all the way to some uncomfortable, deep barrier, he comes. It feels strange, the rush of liquid heat where I’m not used to it. Strange but good in a way. There’s an odd satisfaction to it. It’s different from an orgasm. I don’t feel any driving need for release, the way I would if he were in my pussy. I’m replete in a weird way—happy that I’ve taken him into me this way and given him the thing he wanted so much—I’m ... quenched.
“Bean,” he groans against my cheek. “Gimme a tic and I’ll take care of you.”
I stroke my hands down his back. “I’m good. I just want to cuddle up.”
He shifts and slides out of me. Holding himself over me, on his elbow and knees, there’s a rush of heat. Charlie’s eyes flare and a lick of flame ghosts between us, circling his hands and slipping down between our bodies. Charlie blows flecks of ash away from his fingers. Then he sags onto the mattress next to me and pulls me into his chest.
“All clean,” he says, before pulling my thigh across his.
“Neat trick,” I admit.
“Yeah.” He tips his head back to look at the ceiling. “Gabe suggested it.”
I rub his chest. “I’m sorry, Chaz.”
