I let go of her nipple with a soft pop, then kiss her lips again, fast and deep. “I’m going to eat your pussy now, darling,” I murmur against her lips.
“I want a taste of you too.”
I grow harder at the idea of a sixty-nine, but I stomp on it for now. There’s a real danger here that the moment Charlie’s lips touch my cock, I’ll explode in her mouth.
“In good time. Patience is a virtue, remember? Your words.” I push her off my lap. “Now lie down and let me feast on you for a bit.”
Her cheeks turn an adorable pink shade. I don’t comment on it, not when she does what I asked without a fight. She’s not as blue as before, but it’ll take several washes to get rid of the dye. It doesn’t bother me in the least. She’s beautiful no matter what.
I peel her panties off with eagerness, almost tearing them in the process.
Charlie chuckles. “Are you that hungry?”
“For you? I’m starving.” I sprawl my fingers across her hips, taking a moment to admire her pussy. My mouth waters at the sight.
“What’s wrong?” she asks, a hint of insecurity in her tone.
“Babe, there’s nothing wrong.”
Then I dive in, going straight for the kill. My tongue sweeps over her clit, eliciting a cry from Charlie. Her hips buck toward me, but I keep her in place as I eat her like candy. She tastes like peaches, velvety on my tongue, sweet in the back of my throat. I’ve never had anything better.
“Oh my God,” she moans.
I pull back to insert two fingers inside her while pressing my thumb against her bundle of nerves. I’ve barely started finger-fucking her when she cries out, and her pussy clenches around me. I increase the tempo, trying to prolong her climax and not think about the tightness in my balls.
“That’s it, babe. Come for me.”
Her tremors cease, and then she goes utterly still save for the rise and fall of her chest. “Holy fuck,” she breathes.
I laugh, then jump off the couch.
She leans on her elbows. “Where are you going?”
“I need something.” I run back to the kitchen and look for the extra box of condoms I keep there. It takes me a few seconds to find it and then run back to Charlie.
“You keep condoms in the kitchen?” She raises an eyebrow.
“I lived alone before. Any room in the house was fair game.”
I only realize my error when Charlie’s gaze darkens. “I see.”
“Fuck. That made me sound like a horndog, didn’t it? I swear that wasn’t the case.”
She sits up and takes the box from my hand. “I don’t care.” Without breaking eye contact, she retrieves a foil packet from the box. “As long as you fuck me like one now.”
“Yes, ma’am.”
My boxer shorts disappear in the blink of an eye, and the condom goes in place just as fast. Charlie then pulls the same move I did before, making me lie down and then straddling me.
“You’ve already abused your shoulder too much. Let me take over now.”
I reach for her hips, guiding her pussy to my erection. “I can’t make any promises.”
Bracing one hand on my chest and the other against the back of the couch, Charlie slowly impales herself on me. I clench my jaw, fighting my body. A desperate groan escapes my lips.
“You were saying?” she asks.
“Damn. You’re tight.”
She begins to move, slowly at first, which works for me. But instinct takes over, and then I’m moving in sync with her hips. We don’t speak, and the only sounds in the room are of our labored breathing and the slapping of flesh against flesh.
Getting closer to climax, I sit up to claim Charlie’s mouth again. Our tongues mingle in the same rhythm as our bodies. She’s getting tighter around me, or maybe I’m growing larger. All train of thought shatters when the release hits me like a cannonball. Charlie lets go of my mouth to bite my left shoulder. The sharp pain only serves to amplify my pleasure. Her body is shaking too, but her whimpers are muffled now that her face is hidden in the crook of my neck.
Eventually, our movements slow down. I relax against the couch, keeping my arms wrapped around Charlie. She rests her face against my chest with a content sigh.
“Are you okay?” I ask.
“More than okay.”
“Good.”
We don’t speak for another minute, but I’m the one who breaks the silence again. “Can I ask you something?”