Page 63 of Gracefully Yours

Splaying my fingers across her back, I pulled her body flush against mine, and I knew she could probably feel my growing erection pressing against her stomach. Dipping my head down, I pressed my lips to hers, giving her a sweet, soft kiss for only a moment before I plunged my tongue past her lips, eagerly ravaging her mouth. I wanted to memorize every inch, to know every bit of her body. How she reacted. What made her squirm, moan, cry.

I wanted her to scream my name when I made her come, but it wasn’t even a want anymore. I needed her.

Needed her with every fiber of my being. Needed her pink and her glitter, her never-ending smiles and the way she could be anything to anyone. The way she could talk for hours aboutanything,because even when she doubted herself, she was one of the smartest people I knew. I needed everything from her, because I couldn’t accept anything less.

Charlotte moaned into my mouth as her tongue met mine. When we finally broke apart, almost panting from how hard I’d kissed her, there’d been no mistaking how hard I was.

“Do you need some help with that?” She giggled.

This girl.She’d been shivering from the cold five minutes ago, and now she was five seconds away from pouncing on me.

I chuckled, my voice rough. “What do you think, Charlotte?”

She pushed on the waistband of my boxers, freezing when I placed my hands on top of hers. “Are you sure?”

Her fingers danced up my bare chest. “Just because I was a virgin until a few months ago doesn’t mean I’m innocent. Or that I don’t know anything. You know?”

I smirked. “Char, you gonna teach me a thing or two from all of those smutty books you’ve read?”

“Mhm.” She popped her tongue inside her mouth, giving me a wicked grin. “But first, I need you to take this off.” My girl toyed with my boxers, and I was all too happy to comply.

“Darling, your wish is my command.”

I sealed her lips with mine as I pushed the wet fabric off my legs, and let the fabric settle against the bottom of the shower basin.

“Thought we were supposed to be warming you up,” I said with a chuckle as her soft, bare skin pressed against my chest and my cock jumped to attention. “Fuck.” Her tiny hand wrapped around my length, her fingers not fully closing as she pumped me. “Charlotte.” I groaned.

“I think about you all the time, you know.” She whispered in my ear, my eyes fluttering shut as she kept up her motion, my hands bracing against the tile wall behind her.

“You do?”

She hummed in response. “How it felt to have you inside of me, your body weight pinned on top of mine… How sad I am thatIdidn’t get to taste you.”

My eyes flew open as I practically coughed out the next words. “You want to do that?” She’d been a virgin until August, and now she was offering to go down on me?

“I never thought it was particularly hot before, even when I read about it in books, but now I’m thinking that if it was you, I wouldn’t mind so much.” Her fingers explored my tip, running along the underside of the head, and I jerked just from her touch.

“Baby.” Stepping forward, her back hit the shower wall as I found her lips, bringing them back to mine. There was no holding back, not now. She gasped as I nipped at her bottom lip, allowing me to plunge my tongue into her mouth. I kissed her until she was squirming against me, inhaling every one of her little moans as my hands explored her body. My fingers dipped inside of her, and I groaned as I felt how wet she was for me.

We hadn’t gotten to do this in France. Just once hadn’t been enough. I needed more.

But a thought broke through my haze of lust.

“Wait.” I was gripping her hips as she looked up at me, completely still. “What are we doing?”

“Sex. Just sex.” She moved my hands up to cup her tits. They were perfect, big enough that I could cup them with my hands with those rosy nipples that begged for my tongue. “Please. I need you. I’m so empty.” She moaned as I squeezed her breasts, lightly kneading the skin.

“Are you sure?” I asked, receiving only a nod in response as I pinched a nipple, emitting another loud moan from her.

“Please.”

“I don’t have a condom, it’s—”

Charlotte shook her head as I heaved her up into my arms, pinning her against the wall with my body. Her thighs spread apart around me, leaving her pussy exposed.

“Fill me up, Daniel,” she begged.

“Fuck, baby. This might hurt.” Before, I’d given her my fingers and my tongue until she’d come. This time, I would enter her bare. I just hoped she was wet enough to take all of me again.

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