Page 217 of The Charlie Method

“Okay?” I’m not quite following.

“Our girl got accepted to the grad program at the University of Sydney. Come on. Tell me that isn’t fate or something.”

“You’re kidding.”

“Nope. I asked her if she’d move there with me, and she’s thinking about it.”

Wait. What? He asked her to move with him?

My heart does a weird little flip at the thought of Charlie moving halfway across the world.

Beckett notes my expression and snorts. “Mate. I’m telling you because I want you to come too.”

“You want me to just pick up and move to Australia with you and Charlie?”

“Why not?” He shrugs like it’s the simplest thing in the world. “You’ve been wanting to travel, to do something different, right? This is it.”

I shake my head, laughing at how absurd it all sounds. “I don’t know, man. I’ve got this job offer too… I still haven’t decided what I want to do about that.” I pause for a moment. “You really think this could work?”

“Yeah, I do. But it’s up to you. All I know is I’m going. And I want both you and Charlie with me.”

Charlie comes back later to spend the night, and the moment she walks through the door, Beckett’s eyes light up. Jesus. He’s got it bad.

I feel my eyes lighting up too.

Because I also have it bad.

She looks between us as if sensing it. A small, knowing smile plays on her lips, like she can read us both better than we can read ourselves. Like she understands exactly what’s going on inside our heads without us having to say a word.

“Hey,” she says, bending over to take off her little suede ankle boots. Now that the weather is warming up, she’s gone back to wearing her good-girl pleated skirts and cropped sweaters, and my gaze drinks up the sight of her.

Beckett crosses the room first, pulling her into his arms. The way they fit together makes my chest tighten, but in a good way. It’s not jealousy; it’s knowing that what they have, what we all have, is real. It’s ours.

I move closer, my hands brushing her waist as Beck kisses her. She melts into him, and I can’t help but smile as I watch them, feeling the same heat stir inside me. This has always been something we’ve done together, this shared intimacy that somehow feels even more intense because we both love her in the same way.

When he pulls away, I’m right there. I tilt her chin up to me, and our lips meet. The kiss is slower, lingering, and I feel her melt into me just as much.

We’re all in sync tonight, going upstairs without a word. Beckett is the one who leads us toward the bed, tugging off his shirt as I follow. I take Charlie’s hand, guiding her down onto the mattress between us. Beckett sucks gently on her neck, and I run my hands over her body, loving the softness of her skin under my fingers.

The three of us have done this before, but tonight feels different. There’s this unspoken understanding. Raw emotion. The connection between us is more than physical. It’s something I can’t even fully explain.

She moans softly as he kisses his way down her body, and I watch, mesmerized by the way she responds to both of us. When I kiss her again, it’s slow, sensual, and full of everything I can’t quite say.

“Goddamn,” Beckett chokes out.

He’s staring at Charlie’s underwear. Pink, lacy, with a little white bow. A grin springs to my lips.

“Baby,” he says, his voice hoarse. “As much as I love this bow, I’m gonna need to take these off. I want to see your pussy.”

My dick grows impossibly harder, and my jeans suddenly feel too small. I shove them off my hips, kicking them away. The moment my cock juts out, Charlie wraps her fingers around it.

“You taste so good,” Beckett whispers.

I glance down in time to see his tongue lick a slow, teasing stripe from her clit to her perfect tiny asshole.Jesus. I thrust into our girl’s hand, my balls tightening with pleasure.

Charlie’s breathing grows ragged as Beckett starts licking her in fervor. Sucking her clit in his mouth before flicking his tongue over it, again and again, until she’s writhing on the bed. She spreads her legs even wider, splayed out for him like a goddamn feast.

“You’re so beautiful like this,” I murmur, my lips grazing the side of her breast. I lick my way to her nipple and circle it with my tongue.

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