told her with a half-smile. “Letting go of my dick is not an option.”
“Charlie?” My mom called. I heard the bedroom door click open. “Charlie, are you up?”
“She’ll be out in a minute,” I yelled back in Russian, my tone less than welcoming. I glanced down at Charlie, who exceeded all my fantasies. She looked stunning in her underwear, showcasing her sexy body. Her eyes were wide while she listened, but she kept her grip on my cock. I needed to lift her on this vanity, spread her legs and show her how good I could really make her feel. We both wanted it.
My mom didn’t seem to want to take the fucking hint. “Can you tell her that there is someone at the front door for her?”
“Tell them to come back.”
We heard the bedroom door shut. Charlie lightly pushed on my chest, indicating playtime was over.
“Don’t you dare,” I warned her without bite.
The little minx took her hand off me, a mischievous smile on her face. “I have to go.”
“No, you really don’t.”
“Your mom knows what we’re doing.” She was breathless. “I can’t do this if your mom knows.”
I reluctantly stepped back, my eyes feasting on her body. “My mom knows better than to visit the home of newlyweds.” I wrapped my hand around her neck and pulled her in for a hot kiss. Scorching hot. In hopes she’d change her mind.
She moaned and stepped into me.
Oh yeah. I playfully growled against her mouth. “I can make you feel really good.”
She giggled and stepped back. “I can’t do this while there are people in the house.”
“You can,” I told her, only half in jest.
She lifted her face, her eyes searching mine. In her eyes, I saw both lust and joy, and those emotions in her made me feel light and happy.
I slapped her ass. “Get out of here, while I let you.”
I took my time getting dressed, thinking about where we were heading. When I started pursuing Charlie, it had been my hormones chasing her, but now, it was something different. She felt different.
I didn’t know if it was because I was married to her or because she was like no other woman I had been with. We had denied the chemistry between us for long enough. We were married. I saw no reason why we shouldn’t take our relationship to the next level.
My mood faltered slightly when I walked out of the bedroom. Andrew sat at my island, sipping coffee out of my favorite mug. My eyes looked for Charlie. She was sipping her coffee. I held her gaze.
Remember last night?
She flushed hard and smiled into her mug.
I moved to the kitchen and started pulling out the ingredients for a smoothie.
“Do you have practice?” Charlie murmured.
“Yeah, I have to leave soon. It will be light practice since we are playing tonight, but I’ll come home right after.”
“Are you two going to the game?” Andrew asked my wife and my mom.
“Of course,” my mom answered.
“Well, I have two extra tickets. Why don’t you two ladies let me buy you dinner and then we can go to the game together?”
Before I could shut that down, my mom exclaimed, “That would be wonderful.”
“Great.” His eyes taunted mine. “Why don’t I come and pick you up around five? I know a great place to eat near the stadium, it’s a…”
I turned on the blender, drowning out his words. I might have blended a fraction longer than I needed.
“Sorry,” I mouthed, not sorry.
His eyes were hard. But when he turned to my mom, he was all buttery smiles and charm.
“I should go.” He slid off his stool. “And I’m looking forward to tonight.”
He said goodbye, and I tracked him with my eyes until he disappeared.
“What a nice gentleman,” my mom said in Russian. “Why don’t you like him?”
“He’s a nuisance,” I responded in Russian as I poured my smoothie into a travel mug.
She lifted her chin. “Jealousy can enhance the flavor of the dish, but too much and it spoils the meal.”
“I’m not jealous.”
“It’s okay, Mica. It only means you care. Which makes me very happy.”
I glanced at Charlie, who was looking between us, not understanding a word we said. I leaned over and planted a lingering kiss on her lips. “I gotta go.”
She flushed. “See you later.”
Chapter 17
CHARLIE
Andrew and Yelena talked around me while we ate our pre-dinner game, allowing me to think about what had happened with Mica. Last night, the way he touched me… I had never been touched like