Want You Back - River Laurent Page 0,30

and Charlotte got out and went to her. It happened while she was walking out of the garage. She tripped as she went over the ledge that separated the concrete path and the lawn.

A place where she had passed through countless times. Charlotte went sprawling on the grass, landing face first. I dashed up to her and helped her up.

“Are you hurt?” I asked worriedly.

Amy left her car and hurried to us.

“Just my dignity,” she said and giggled, but it was clear she was embarrassed.

Amy kissed her. “Are you drunk? That’s the only plausible reason that would make a person not see this ledge.”

Charlotte laughed. “I’ve had a glass of wine, but I’m definitely not drunk or even tipsy. I don’t know what happened. It’s one of those things, I suppose.”

We all walked into the house. I left the ladies in the living room and went upstairs to our bedroom, giving them some privacy. I shut the door and fished out a letter that Mary had forwarded to me.

It was an application form to take the New York State Bar Exam. I wanted to take it so badly, but this was not the right time. My working hours were crazy as one of only two clerks in the firm, there was no way I could take time off to study and travel to New York for the exams.

I folded the form and placed it back into the envelope. There would be time for all that. What was important was to earn a living for us.

Charlotte came upstairs an hour later. She jumped on the bed and bounced on it. I held on to my laptop.

“You look too serious,” she said, looking at me as she bounced up and down.

I folded my laptop and slid it under the bed. I lay flat on my back and invited Charlotte to lie on top of me.

“Are you hungry?” she asked, nibbling my neck.

She smelled of the outdoors, as if she had been walking in the woods and rolling in the grass.

“I can’t eat anything else after all that meat,” I said. “You?”

“I’m full.”

“Is everything okay with Amy?” I said and cupped Charlotte’s perfect ass.

“Usual boyfriend trouble but she’ll be fine,” she said as she slowly popped open the buttons of my shirt.

I shrugged out of my shirt when she undid the last of the buttons. She ran her fingertips over the hairs on my chest and then played with my man nipples. I inhaled sharply as jolts of desire went straight to my cock.

My cock swelled and pressed against her thigh as she did things with her tongue. She sat up and pulled her top over her head. She reached at the back and snapped open her bra. Charlotte knew how much I loved her breasts.

“Big and beautiful,” I said, reaching out to cup them.

I teased the stiff peaks of her nipples with my fingers. She brought her mouth down to kiss me, teasing my lips before dipping her tongue into my waiting mouth. I ran my hands over her thighs and ass.

“I’ve been thinking about tasting you all day,” she whispered.

I raised an eyebrow. “All day? You naughty girl.”

She dropped down my body, leaving heat wherever she planted a kiss. She tugged on my shorts and I raised my hips and helped her pull them down along with my boxer briefs.

She let out a sound that was a cross behind a gasp and anticipation. She took my cock in both of her hands and then rubbed her lips over the tip. I threaded my fingers through her hair as she took my cock into her mouth.

Was it right for a man to want his wife twenty-four seven? She was incredible. In and out of bed. It was inconceivable that anyone would tell me to divorce her. Charlotte was my everything. My one source of happiness. She made my life meaningful.

My cock hit the back of her throat and I let out a loud moan. It swelled in her mouth growing impossibly big and I wondered as I often did how she was able to keep it in there.

“Fuck Chaz,” I said as she swirled her tongue around the crown of my cock. ‘I’m going to come.” I withdrew my cock gently from her hold.

“You never come in my mouth,” she said with a pout.

“One day,” I said. “I like it when we come together. Now, lie on your back and spread your legs for me.”

She batted her eyelids before doing as I