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My body jerked as I unloaded my cum all over his stomach.
“That was so fucking hot.”
I was panting so hard I could barely get the words out and collapsed on top of him. In a sweaty, sticky mess.
He grunted when our bodies made contact and then his fingers slid up my back to hold me tight.
I never wanted to leave this tiny, cramped bed. Ever.
“I just need a minute,” I explained, too fucked out to move.
“I’m good,” Charlie replied and squeezed me tighter, wrapping his legs around me. “You take all the time you need.”
“I don’t think I can do anything today but lie in bed and recuperate from my orgasms.”
“I love that idea but unfortunately, duty calls. For you, too.”
I groaned in protest and tried to ease my weight back, but Charlie would have none of it. His possessiveness made me smile.
“We still have another hour,” I whispered and turned my head to seek his mouth.
Charlie’s lips were swollen and red. From my kisses. I’d never seen anything sexier in my life.
“The shower’s calling again.”
“In a bit.” I leaned in to kiss him. “I just want to lie here for a bit.”
As I stared into Charlie’s blue eyes, I wondered how I was going to keep my promise to him. How would I ever be able to go back to just being friends when our time together was done? I already knew that I was starting to fall for him, and I was pretty sure that by the end of this trip, I would be in so deep, I’d never find a way out.
And I didn’t foresee any scenario where I would come out of this unscathed. Now, I was used to cuts and bruises, but those always healed in time.
My heart, on the other hand…
But Charlie was worth the risk.
And I did have two weeks. A limited time to figure out a way to show him that we could be more than just fuck friends. That falling in love didn’t need to be heartache and pain, it could be this, right here. The best of friends and lovers.
“What are you thinking?” he asked me, peppering my face with whisper-soft kisses.
The gesture was tender, and I don’t think he realized how telling it was. Or maybe that was wishful thinking on my part.
“I’m thinking that two weeks is not going to be nearly enough time to spend with you.”
Charlie jolted, but thankfully he didn’t let go of me.
“I’m that good, eh?” he teased me, pinching my arse.
I played along with his lighter tone, nipping his neck in retaliation.
Charlie was apprehensive when it came to relationships. But I was going to show him that he—and his heart—would be safe in my hands.
I might be scarred but I held strong.
This wasn’t college and I wasn’t his straight roommate. Okay, I was new to being with a guy, but I wasn’t freaked about what we’d done (were doing), the total opposite. I finally felt like myself.
And I was falling in love for the first time in my life. I wasn’t going to hide who I was or who I wanted.
I was gonna fight for this. For us.
