Page 46 of Runaway Pride


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He still wore the same outfit he had on earlier, the muscles of his arms filling out the short sleeves of his polo shirt. He sat with his legs spread and bent, and she suddenly felt compelled to get in there. Daringly, Charlie climbed around him, then nestled herself between his legs. One of his arms wrapped around her waist while the other held onto the sandwich, careful not to drop any sauce on her.

Charlie was hungry enough to finish her food quickly. Rick took his last bite before downing the bottled water he later shared with her. With their meal out of the way, the tranquil of the night cocooned them in their place.

“Did you have a good time today?” he asked softly against the top of her head. She felt the tickle of his breath on her hair.

“It was wonderful. I’ve never been happier.”

“That’s good. You’ve achieved a lot.”

She turned to face him. “Thank you for coming. It meant a lot. When I didn’t hear from you all morning, I thought you weren’t going to show.”

“I did a little work and was on the phone with my assistant. She lives in Brazil, so the time difference makes it tricky,” he explained. “I came right as you started your speech.”

Her heart warmed at the knowledge of him there when she wanted him.

“Your trip… to India, right?”

He nodded. “Right. The planning takes a lot of work. I have to coordinate with a few people and contact places over there.”

“That sounds exciting. I’ve never been to India before.”

“It’ll really be in a forest town with almost no plumbing. I don’t think you’ll enjoy that.”

“Maybe I’ll like it if I’m with someone I like,” she said.

Rick’s eyes flared, burning holes into her. His hand came up to cup her cheek, thumb brushing lightly over a corner of her lips. He breathed deeply, appearing to have a lot to say, but decided on something else. “You are beautiful, Charlie.”

His compliments held so much significance to her, and she wanted more.

“I haven’t said it, but this hair suits you,” he said, voice richly tender. His fingers hooked through her hair as he felt the texture. “It’s a sexier side I didn’t think I’d ever see.”

She smirked, leaning closer. “Was I only alittlesexy with my long hair, then?”

Rick’s slow grin was lethal. “You were always sexy. But it’s gotten to a point where I’m thinking about you all day long.”

“Is that a bad thing?” she asked in a low whisper.

“It can be if I’m not careful.”

“Why are you so cautious?”

She watched him pause before he studied her under the darkness. His mind was working up a tale, and she wanted so much to read it. He was so inscrutable, she found it challenging and thrilling to figure him out.

“You make me not want to stop,” he said, their faces inching closer as she felt his breath.

“I don’t want you to stop.” She closed the distance and took his lips with hers. Her arms went up around his neck as he returned her kiss with ardor.

Charlie lost herself in him, clinging to him with her mouth and her body. She didn’t want one part of him away from her, not caring they were in a public space. After parting from him thismorning, she spent the entire day imagining how she would touch him the next time they met.

His scent spread and crossed her like an influx of pheromones, the sensations were nearly animalistic. Hands gripped, mouths consumed, and soon it got so heated she felt sweat lining her forehead, and all they did was kiss.

Rick’s mouth traveled down to her jaw, neck, and then to trace the edge of her top. She moaned, needing the knot inside her to unwind. He cupped her breast and squeezed through the fabric, fingers finding her hardened nipple.

“Rick,” she whispered. “Touch me.”

She meant more. Touchallof her. Obediently, he claimed her mouth again, then caressed the skin of her thighs. Groaning, he reached inside her skirt and caught her panties. Her excitement shot when he slowly peeled the material down her legs.

Charlie shifted her hips to guide it off, and shortly after felt the cool air on her bare bottom. Her gasp sounded when he wasted no time in sliding his fingers up and down her slick folds, teasing the moisture of her slits.

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