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Date numberone was nothing like I’d expected it to be, and I swear, my face hurt from laughing by the end of it, and my self-control was seriously flagging by the time Charlie walked me out to my truck.
Dinner had turned out to be Charlie’s parents, her brother, and her best friend Lily. Far too many people for a date, and yet, I’d had a blast. The only thing that would have made it better was if Charlie had been sitting snuggled into me, her hand in mine, instead of across the couch from me.
“So, that’s your family.”
We’d arrived at my truck, and I stopped, lingering near Charlie. Something was thawing in my chest since I’d come back to Briar Vale, and it was because of this woman. I’d never have believed that sitting around a humble family room in Briar Vale, playing board games with people who’d been strangers only hours before, could effortlessly top the list of the best nights of my life.
“That’s them. I’m sorry Lily and my mother made you sign so much stuff,” Charlie grinned.
“It’s fine. It’s always nice to meet fans, anyway, I’m pretty sure they’re going to sell them all.”
“Oh, they definitely are,” Charlie agreed.
“In that case, I’m happy to be of service,” I said, and then stepped closer to Charlie. Her eyes widened, and she took a step back. “It’s time for the second agreed-to condition of your deal, sugar.” I couldn’t wait a single moment more to touch her.
She stiffened, a hand coming to my chest. “What, right here?” Her voice was a squeak.
I grinned. “If you’d rather come back to mine for it, I’m happy to oblige.”
She frowned at me. “You’re the worst.”
“The absolute worst,” I murmured, backing her against my truck, and gently pinning her there.
Charlie’s eyes darted around. “You do know my entire family will be watching from the window, right?”
“I perform well before a live audience, just ask my manager,” I murmured, pushing her hair back.
“I can’t believe you just said that, it was so lame,” she whispered, as I leaned in.
“Hmmm, lame but true,” I murmured, my lips breathing against hers.
“Wait! You said just a kiss on the cheek was enough or were you lying?” she said, her hand suddenly pressing against my chest.
Damn it.
“Any kiss you want to give me is good, sweetheart,” I murmured. As I watched her, my body aching with the need for more, Charlie leaned up on her tiptoes and pressed a chaste kiss to my cheek. She lingered there, her lips brushing against my skin, and I shuddered. My hands fell to her hips and I gripped her, breathing in the sweet scent of her skin. We were frozen in that position for a long moment, the longing for more sweeping over both of us, as strong as a tidal wave. I rested my forehead against hers, breathing through the raging gale of desire. It was her choice, she was in control of how fast we went. She needed that, even if the case of blue-balls I’d definitely have tonight might kill me.
“You should go now,” she muttered, at the same time as she curled her hands in my jacket, holding me close. I nodded, savoring the feeling of her hot breath against my lips.
“I’m going, any minute now.”
“Yes, any minute now,” Charlie said senselessly, arching her back against the truck, so her body pressed into mine.
“Fuck,” I muttered nearly feverish with want. In that second, I wanted this woman more than I’d ever wanted anything. I didn’t just want one night, either. I wanted to go home with her to a place we both called ours. I wanted to get into our bed and make love to the woman who was my wife. I wanted to check in on our kids down the hall and get up early with them and make their mother breakfast in bed. I wanted all of it.
“If you keep doing that, sweetheart, I’m not going to be able to leave.” I muttered the throaty warning.
“Keep doing what?” Charlie asked innocently, rolling her hips against mine again, and making my dick ache. I shifted my weight so I was pressing her firmly against the truck and thrust my hips against her.
“Keep teasing me. If you don’t, I’m going to dry hump you right here against my truck, in front of your spying family, until you come hard, and cream your panties, with my name on your lips,” I growled at her. She looked up at me, blinking with surprise at my filthy words, and opened her mouth. Her eyes flickered to my lips, and I lost control. Leaning in, I captured her lips with mine, my tongue delving inside the cavern of her mouth. My hot, wet tongue slid along hers, and I pulled one of her plump, perfect lips between my teeth. The kiss was better than I’d dreamed of. A lightning strike, a bolt from the blue. I kissed her hard, and she met my passion inch for inch. I was rocking against her, needing the pressure of her body against my cock, as I brainlessly devoured her mouth, not overthinking, for once, just feeling.
A piercing shriek cut through the night, right beside us, and Charlie gasped, accidentally biting down hard on my lips. Blood welled in my mouth, as she pulled back and clamped her hands over her ears. It was my truck alarm blaring.
I fumbled for the keys in my jeans. The pocket was impossibly tight thanks to my raging hard-on.
“Everything ok?” Martha, Charlie’s mother, called from the doorway.