She would know that this pussy would always belong to me.
And to drive that point home, if I couldn’t fill her with my cum, she sure as fuck was going to swallow it.
I was ready to hold her head by her hair and eat her pussy like a man possessed while fucking up into her throat until she passed out.
But I didn’t have to.
She took control in the sexiest way possible, instantly sucking my cock, from base to tip, moving in fast, fluid motions while grinding her pussy against my face.
My girl liked it when I worked her up. She liked it when I spanked her round little ass.
And she loved it when I fucking manhandled her.
That arrogant prick would never have her like this.
I took comfort in knowing that no one else would ever experience Charlotte so free and wild. No one would know how primal my girl got in the sack when she needed to come.
When her thighs trembled, I took over.
Holding her hips, moving her at the same pace that she was before, but with more friction, I thrust up into her mouth, meeting her halfway over and over, loving the feeling of her choking a little bit every single time I hit the back of her throat.
She was mine.
To my complete horror, I came first, unloading everything into her mouth as she latched on harder, sucking me dry.
Tasting my come must have been enough because as soon as she started swallowing, she came. Her back arched harder, and she moaned around my still-coming cock, sending the most amazing vibrations up my shaft.
Her pussy throbbed against my mouth, releasing more of that creamy nectar.
I held her to me, letting her ride out her orgasm while she drained me.
Finally, she fell over on her side.
For the first time in my life, I wanted to take a girl and hold her, wrap her in my arms, and keep her safe and warm in bed while we slept. I wanted to be her protector, her savior, and her everything.
Her bodyguard.
But that could not happen.
I might have been the only man in the world that would ever make her come like that, but she wasn’t really mine.
Not in the way that I wanted her to be.
I stood up and grabbed my clothes, ignoring the chill that ran over my skin. I was not able to even look at her. If I saw her lying there completely naked, hair a mess, her body still glowing, I wouldn’t be strong enough to walk away.
For my sanity, this had to end.
“Reid?” Her voice was sweet, almost like a question.
“You have my apologies,” I rasped. “This was a one-time thing. From now on, our relationship will be entirely professional.”
I kept my voice cold and distant as I got dressed, still not strong enough to look at her.
“Oh…” That was all she could say, but it was enough.
I left before I did something stupid, like turn around and kiss her again.
CHAPTER 20