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Much better.I smirk
Charlotte lifts her head from my chest. Her big doe eyes peer up at me as if I have the answers to everything. What is this? Why are we so drawn to each other? What happens next?
But all I know is that if I don’t get inside her within the next few seconds, I’ll need to kill someone else tonight.
Her chin rubs at my chest before settling. She blinks up at me with heavy eyes as I shove her pants down to her thighs. Breaking eye contact, I peer over her head to admire the curve of her ass. My hands curl around to grab the globes, giving them a rough squeeze.
My fingers span wide enough that my right ring finger tickles at her rose bud, and her whole body jolts.
I fold my large body and crouch, quickly releasing the belt and pulling roughly at her pant legs, tapping her inner thighs to show which leg to step out of. My fingers come away from her thighs damp.
Her hands rest on my shoulders for balance. Her bare breasts rise and fall quickly in front of my face.
I watch as emotions change her expression. She’s still warring with herself and unable to let herself decide guilt-free. Charlotte needs me to decide. So, I make the decision for her.
Leaning forward, I inhale her scent, my nose buried in the patch of hair between her thighs before gently kissing her stomach.
The metal of my belt clangs, warning her what I am about to do, but I grip her leg just as she tries to step away, strapping them back together.
My wide hands caress her hips as I lift her back onto the table, this time so that her body lies across the width when I press her down.
Quietly, she complies—not that the hand I have on her chest gives her many options. Her eyes never leave mine as she settles back.
Stepping away, I leave my hand where it rests for a moment more, a silent instruction to stay. Her nod is enough for me to trust her, and I move away from the table. I quickly retrieve what I want from the back wall, desperate to touch her again.
Rounding the table, I stand near where her head rests. Slowly, I trail my hands from her shoulders down to her wrists. Grasping them as gently as I can, I raise them above her chest. The rope is soft, almost silky as I weave it between her wrists, knotting it when they are secured, not too tight but enough that she will feel it chafe should she pull.
I watch her hips wiggle, her thighs pressing tightly together to ease some of her need.
The wind picks up outside, and it’s the first thing I’ve noticed outside of the bubble we created. I can’t think of anything beyond these four walls because nothing else has ever been this important.
Taking the end of the rope, I pull Charlotte’s hands higher, over her head, and tie it tightly to an empty hook on the end of the table.
Once secure, I waste no time in rounding the table. My feet eat up the distance, and her legs widen as I draw near.
But I need more.
Lifting her thighs, I pull her to the very edge of the table, the sound of straining metal keens out as the rope pulls tight. Bending her knees, I create a circle that I can duck into.
I manage to push my broad shoulders through the gap as I force her legs over my shoulders and down my back until her knees rest at my waist.
“Have you fucked before?” I need to know if someone has taken her before, or will this be a first we share together?
With a small whimper, Charlotte shakes her head.
Good, me neither.
When her cheeks flush and her eyes widen, I realize I spoke those words aloud.
I feel her knees bend more, and she settles her feet at the base of my back. Her thighs flex, trying to pull me closer.
I hiss as our hips meet.
Fuck,I need to calm down.
Smacking her ass, I give her a look that warns her to knock it off. She needed me to be in charge, so we’ll go at my pace.
Taking the minute I need, I let my gaze roam over her. She’s perfect.
