“Charity…”
“Don’t Charity me. We both know that if he had just waited like you told him to, he would still be alive. He wouldn’t have been alone.” She took a deep breath. “He doesn’t get to … rule over us. I’m leaving soon. I won’t be back here. Not for a long time. Not until next year.” It broke her heart that Bad didn’t even consider keeping her or letting her tag along. “We only have tonight. Then you get to go back. So, why don’t we make the most of the next few hours?”
She wriggled off his body, and Bad sat up as she sank to her knees on the edge of the bed.
Removing the used condom, she wrapped it up and got to her feet. She had moved a few steps, but Bad grabbed her wrist, taking the used condom from her and throwing it in the direction of the trash can.
It fell inside.
Sinking down to her knees, Charity didn’t avert her gaze as she held his flaccid cock. With every second that passed, she felt him getting harder. Her eyes still on him, she flicked her tongue across the tip, tasting him. He groaned.
“Charity?”
She took the head of his cock into her mouth, and now, he was fully aroused.
Slowly, she bobbed her head. Each time she did this, he got even harder until by the time she worked half of him into her mouth, he was thick.
There was no way she was going to be able to fit all of him.
Getting him to the back of her throat, she sucked him hard and nearly gagged on him, easing off.
“Or would you like to leave?” she asked, pressing a kiss at the side of his dick.
“I’m not leaving. We’ve got tonight.”
“We’ve got tonight.” She sucked him back into her mouth, and Bad reached out, wrapping her hair around his fist.
“That’s it, Charity, suck my dick. Take it to the back of your throat, gag on it.”
She did exactly as he said. Letting go of his leg, she reached between her thighs and started to touch herself.
“I had no idea you would be so fucking insatiable,” he said.
She stroked her clit, unable to stop. Flicking her fingers back and forth across her nub, she sucked on his dick, only closing her eyes as she was so close to another orgasm. She had never come this much before in her life. She couldn’t stop it.
“Eyes on me,” he said. He gave her hair a little tug. Not too painful, but just enough.
Staring at him, she continued to suck on his cock, feeling him grow thicker. The tip leaked pre-cum over her tongue, and she lapped him up.
Each time he hit the back of her throat, she allowed herself to rest there for just a moment, feeling him, testing herself for how far she was able to take him.
At some point between then, she must have stroked over a nerve because one moment, he was able to handle what she was doing, and the next, he warned her that he was about to come.
She didn’t stop.
Staring at him, Charity watched him come apart, and she swallowed his cum as it hit the back of her throat. Drinking every single drop of his cum as he filled her mouth. She loved his salty taste and once she was done, she sat back, licking her lips.
One night.
That was all they had.
****
Bad didn’t know if he was going to be able to get in everything he wished to do to Charity. If one night was all he had, these memories were going to have to stay with him for a lifetime.
The only problem was that he didn’t just want to fuck Charity.
No, he wanted to talk.