Page 47 of Fire in My Heart

“Breakfast and sex sounded amazing too.”

“We have tomorrow.”

She cocked her head and gave me a quizzical look.

“What?”

“You just surprise me. That’s all.”

“Did you think I was going to walk out this morning without so much as a goodbye?”

Charlotte shifted so that she was sitting, the sheet falling away. “In the middle of the night actually.”

I winced. “Ouch. I suppose I deserved that.”

“I’ve heard you’ve never had a relationship.”

“Is that what this is?” I wanted to know where her head was at.

Charlotte opened her mouth, then closed it again. “Can we enjoy it without any labels? I’m not ready to dive too deep into this right now.”

I was relieved by her answer but, at the same time, a little disappointed. “Last night was a surprise for me too. Let’s handle the festival and then see what happens.”

Charlotte shot me a smile as she got out of bed, buttoning my flannel shirt.

“Am I going to get that back?”

Charlotte sent me a sultry look over her shoulder. “Good luck with that.”

“I like the idea of you wearing my clothes.”

“It’s the perfect shirt to sleep in. It’s soft and smells like you.” She went to her dresser and pulled out lace panties.

I liked it a little too much that she wanted my scent on her. I don’t know where these caveman instincts came from because I hadn’t gotten attached to anyone over the years.

Charlotte pulled on the panties, the string disappearing between her cheeks.

“A thong?” I asked her.

She shot me a saucy look over her shoulder, flipping my shirt up for a peek at her ass.

I groaned, throwing an arm over my eyes. “How am I going to work with you today, knowing that you are wearing that?”

She grabbed my arm and attempted to tug me out of bed. “Come on. We have time for a quick shower if we forego food.”

I let her pull me to my feet and lead me to the bathroom. “I can’t go without food. I’ll ask Daphne to bring us something.”

Charlotte turned on the water before undressing. Then she pressed her body against mine. Her wrists looped around my neck. “That sounds perfect.”

When the room heated, I stepped into the stream of water and pulled Charlotte in with me.

I grabbed the bottle of body wash, squirted some on my hands, turned Charlotte so that she was leaning against my chest, then cupped her breasts, brushing my fingers over her nipples. Charlotte moaned and pressed her back against my body.

I spent extra time on her breasts and nipples until she was begging for more. Then I slowly made my way down the rest of her body, careful to avoid her pussy.

When I rinsed off my hands and dropped to my knees, Charlotte’s hands immediately landed in my hair. “We don’t have time.”

I cocked a brow. “That sounded weak to me. I bet I could make you come in under two minutes.”

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