sigh a breath of relief. “You’re going to need to put that on.”
A seductive grin crosses his face and within seconds the foil wrapper is between his hands. Not willing to release the hand on his dick, he raises the condom to his mouth to tear it open with his teeth and I pinch it from his fingers. “Let me.”
Charlie steps closer to me and as I tear the little foil packet open, his free hand falls to my waist before running up and down my skin. I take hold of his large size and slide the condom over his impressive length, loving the way his eyes flutter closed at my touch.
I grab hold of his shoulders and push him down to the couch. He instantly looks up at me, his eyes burning with lust as I remain standing. I step over him, a foot on either side of his thighs, showing him everything that he gets to play with before sinking down over him.
I line myself up with his cock and drop down over him until he’s fully seated inside of me. My head falls to his shoulder, my eyes closed as I get used to his size. “Shit, Charlie.”
He groans low, taking my hips to hold me still. “Take your time, baby.”
I start rocking back and forth, getting used to him until I’m ready to go. I pull back and meet his eyes. “I’m good. I need to move.”
His hand spanks down on my ass and we both groan. “Fuck, yes.”
I start moving, riding his cock like a fucking cowgirl at a rodeo. He meets me with every thrust while he sucks my nipple into his mouth. His fingers tighten on my hips and up until now, he’s let me take control but I know he’s dying to take charge. While he’s down with being fucked, he wants to fuck me and he wants to do it right.
Without missing a beat, he scoots down on the couch and the new position has his cock slamming against my G-spot and making my eyes clench. “Yes,” I scream, panting with need, knowing damn well that the boys can hear me out by the pool.
“Don’t you dare fucking come. Not yet,” he growls, not even close to being finished with me.
Charlie’s arm curls around my waist and within the space of two seconds, he flips us over until my back is pressing against the soft cushions of the couch. He doesn’t skip a beat and picks up my rhythm right where I left off, only in this position, he’s able to dive so much deeper.
My leg is hitched up over his hip as he slams into me and I hold onto him, begging him not to stop. Charlie presses his hand down between us and starts rubbing lazy circles against my clit, making my orgasm build like never before.
I’m right on the edge and when his hand spanks down on my ass once again, my orgasm tears through me. Charlie doesn’t stop moving and I clench down around him, loving the ecstasy on his face as he watches me come undone.
My leg falls from around his hip but when he grins down at me, I know he’s not nearly done. He flips me over until I'm on my knees with my back against his solid chest and his hard cock firmly against my ass. He pushes me down, pressing my chest against the soft cushions leaving my ass high in the air, ready and waiting.
His groan is nearly enough to have me coming again, but something tells me that I don’t have to worry about that. Charlie isn’t the kind of guy to walk away, leaving a woman with only one ground-shattering orgasm. If he’s going to tear it apart, then he’s going to make sure his job is thoroughly done. What can I say? I love an overachiever.
He takes my hips and rocks me back toward him. “You said you wanted it rough,” he comments, his voice low and dangerously addictive. “Are you sure you can handle it? I don’t want to hold back.”
I wiggle my ass, letting him know I’m ready. “Fuck me, Charlie.”
Just like I’d said to Spencer, Charlie isn’t the kind to need to be told twice. He slams into me hard and fast and I scream out while trying to fist my fingers into the material of the cushions. I can practically feel him in my throat, and damn it, I’m going to be feeling him