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I didn’t know what came over me, but I found myself lifting a hand and bringing it to Charlie’s face. I drew my fingertips along the curve of her jaw, the softest touch I’d ever given, like I was afraid I’d break her.
Eh, I suppose I was afraid of just that.
She stirred, but I didn’t pull my hand away from her. Those dark brown eyes peeked open, and then she blinked a few times as those eyes became adjusted to the light. “Brett,” she whispered my name. “What are you doing?”
How I wished I had an answer for her. How I wished I had something logical to say, something smart and funny—even if she didn’t find me or my remarks amusing. But all I could say was, “I don’t know. You looked so peaceful. I—”
Charlie was slow to sit up, which caused the hand on her face to fall away. “So peaceful you had to wake me up?” She yawned, and I hated the fact that my gaze fell to her mouth to watch.
“I didn’t mean to wake you,” I whispered. “I…” What the fuck was I trying to say? I didn’t know. All I knew was I still stared at her mouth, and I was unable to drag my eyes off it. Not the plumpest of lips, but fuck, they’d been so goddamned soft on mine.
Everything was a little hazy in my head, like I wasn’t in total control of my body or what I was doing. I found myself leaning toward her.
“Brett.” This time when she said my name, it was breathless and, goddamn it, unbelievably sexy. “What are you doing? What—” She stopped when my face neared hers. Just inches away, mere inches, so close I could feel her hot breath on my face, so close I could see the black ring around her brown eyes.
Anyone who said brown eyes weren’t pretty just wasn’t looking close enough.
“I don’t know,” I told her again. “I need…” Was this a need, or was it a want? “I want…” Nothing I could say could get the point across, so I brought a hand up to her neck and pulled her closer, showing her exactly what I had on my mind.
My mouth crashed against hers as sirens went off in my head. Red warning lights, flashing bright and obnoxiously, but as it turned out, I could ignore them quite easily, and kissing Charlie made them all too easy to ignore.
She moaned a little when I jerked her body closer to mine, practically pulling her onto my lap. Charlie didn’t try to pull away or push me off her. Her lips were pliant and just as soft as I remembered. So fucking soft I wanted to feel them on every inch of my body.
Heat surged through me, and I didn’t even care about the stiffness or lingering pain in my abdomen. None of that mattered right now. The only thing that mattered was Charlie and how amazing her mouth felt on mine.
What was wrong with me? Why did I want this girl so fucking badly? Why did I want to lay her down and tear off her clothes and get to know every bit of skin, every curve—as small as they were—even those tiny mosquito bite tits? The things I wanted to do to her would make anyone blush.
I tore my mouth off hers, panting out the words, “I want you.” In fact, I couldn’t remember ever wanting someone so much, to the point where I couldn’t think straight. This girl had hit me with her fucking car, and here I was, wanting to devour her whole.
Charlie didn’t say a word in response, but she did wrap her arms around my neck and lay back, pulling me down over her as she kissed me again. Slow, tender and unsure at first, but as I tugged the sheets off her and crawled on top of her, pinning her body down with mine, the kiss turned to fire.
Maybe I wasn’t the only one not thinking straight here. Maybe something was in the air of this house… or maybe this was what was meant to happen all along.
Charlie.
My Charlie.
My Charlotte fucking Mulanie.
As I let my hands roam up her body, bunching up her oversized t-shirt, a pressure began to build in my lower half, a hardening of my cock. I wanted to be inside her right fucking now, to feel her take me in, to accept me, to fucking crave me and need me like I needed her.
I tore my mouth off hers, trailing a line of kisses along her jaw, to her neck, where I nuzzled and made her squirm. Feeling her writhe and squirm beneath me filled me with a sense of satisfaction nothing else in the world could.
God, what was wrong with me? Why was this happening? And why the fuck did I want this so much?
I kissed just beneath her ear, whispering, “I want to be inside you. I want to fuck you so badly, Charlie.” I brought my lips to hers once more, adding, “Let me. Let me fuck you. Let me between those legs so I can feel how tight you are, Charlie. Let me have you.” The words were whispered with urgency I’d never voiced before, probably because I’d never felt anything remotely close to this.
The scope of the hunger was overwhelming. The needle of my need was in all red, emergency levels. I didn’t think I could survive without having her.
Charlie’s eyes were dilated, and she said not a word. She did, however, give me the slightest nod, so quick it would’ve been easy to miss, but I saw it, and the moment it hit me, what she was telling me, my cock twitched. It was rock hard, and so very ready to feel the walls of her cunt tighten around it.
I didn’t go to take off her shirt, nor did I stop to take off mine. I focused on her shorts and mine, pulling hers off first, along with her panties, and tossing them to the floor. My pants came off next, along with the boxer briefs beneath, and my cock sprang free, ready and raring to go.
I lowered myself back to Charlie only after spreading her thighs wide, and I held myself over her, staring deeply into her eyes as I positioned myself between her legs. I had to bend my neck to keep watching her. The damned height difference between us didn’t make it easy.
She was so fucking small. I hoped I wouldn’t break her.
I spat on my fingers and reached down between us, coating the tip of my dick and her entrance with it. She gasped when I touched her, a beautiful pink color on her cheeks. A little bit of extra lubrication never hurt anyone. Locking eyes with her, I bore my hips down and pushed my cock inside her inch after inch.
