Page 79 of Never Kiss and Tell

My heart sputters, but the feeling is interrupted when he slips his fingers back inside me and curls them up, rubbing them over that sweet spot that brings a strangled cry from my throat.

I roll my hips into his mouth, the blazing heat returning until my skin feels like it’s on fire. I can feel tension and desire in his body, the power vibrating just beneath the surface.

As much as he pisses me off, I want to run my hands all over him. I want to memorize every plane and commit it to memory because God knows this won’t happen again. Shamelessly, I watch him feast on me and I’m not sure there’s anything sexier than the grunts of satisfaction coming from his chest.

“Please, Charlie,” I whimper, attempting to get him to move faster. It earns me another bite on the clit and more liquid fire. Pressure builds and builds until I think I might spontaneously combust if I don’t get him inside me.

A bead of sweat slips between my breasts as he works me, sucking my clit into his mouth and pulling back just before I can come. Groaning in frustration, I lean back and clench my eyes shut, fighting the onslaught of electricity soaring in my veins.

Charlie captures my clit between his teeth again, causing me to jerk from the sharp sting. I yelp and my eyes shoot back to his. “You fucking assho—” I’m cut off when he soothes the sting over with his tongue, laving at the sensitive nub until my hips move of their own volition.

“Eyes on me, baby,” Charlie murmurs, his voice raspy and uneven. My chest aches as the tirade of emotions swirl through me until I don’t think I can handle anymore. It’s too much, too good for Charlie and I. Just tonight, we’re fighting and now his tongue is buried inside me, about to make me come a second time.

Charlie holds my gaze while he spreads me open with one of his hands and closes his mouth around me. His tongue flutters back and forth until my body tightens. Just a second more and I’ll fall over the precipice.

Just as my body starts to tighten, Charlie pulls back, removing his mouth from me. I scream in frustration, tears leaking from my eyes. “Goddammit, Charlie!” I snap, slapping my hand into the bed. The tingles of my orgasm fade into a deep throb, leaving me wanting and bereft.

“You were saying?” he asks, standing from the bed and slipping his shirt over his head. My mouth runs dry as the muscles on his abdomen ripple from the movement and I lick my lips. Carefully, he watches me, his gaze so intense I almost look away, then I remember what he said. When he lets his jeans fall, his cock stands straight, impossibly long and thick and my mouth runs dry.

“Scared, princess?” he asks, stopping on the bed in front of me.

Yes. I’m petrified he’s going to rip me in half. Instead of saying what I’m thinking, I sit up on the bed and grip him in my palm, relishing when his breath cracks, and running my tongue over the head. I’ve never cared to have a man in my mouth, but Charlie, to my dismay, tastes amazing, if that’s even possible. I hum around his impressive length, only managing to get half of it in my mouth before he grips my hair with a hiss and tugs me back.

“On your hands and knees,” he grits, a vein in his neck bulging.

“Can’t accuse you of being romantic,” I grumble climbing up the bed and doing as he says. Charlie settles on the bed behind me, landing a slap to my ass. I yelp, but a deep warmth fills me, coloring my cheeks. Despite the sting, my pussy tightens in response.

Charlie notches himself at my entrance, his breathing shaky. “You didn’t ask for romance. You asked me to fuck you.” He grips both my hips in his hands and jerks my hips back impatiently until half his length spears inside me. I cry out at the sudden intrusion, tears burning at the corners of my eyes.

“Charlie,” I gasp, my nails digging into the comforter when he slides back out of me. “It doesn’t fit.”

He stretches me wider than I’ve ever been, slipping back inside me with a punishing thrust. When he pushes further, something breaks inside me and delicious, hot pleasure envelopes me.

“Shit, that’s fucking tight, baby.” He starts out slow and rough, forcing my body to open up for him. “Relax and let me in.” He reaches under me and circles my clit with his thumb.Embarrassingly, I can feel my wetness leaking down my inner thighs.

“It’s big,” I groan, fisting the comforter and arching for him. This allows him to push himself in to the hilt, just past my limits, before pulling back out and surging back inside me.

“You can take it.” Heat floods my core from the lust in his voice. There’s something deeper, something almost sweet that I try not to focus on when he reaches up and grips my shoulder.

“This is what you wanted, princess,” he grits, moving his hips faster until his heavy sac is hitting his fingers on my clit. “Why you called the cops.”

I shake my head, biting my lip, but a whimper manages to break through, leading into a deep moan as he hits that dark part only he’s ever been able to reach.

“I’ve dreamt of this tight little cunt, dripping wet for me.” His groin slaps my ass, shoving me up the bed with each thrust, until he has to grip me and haul me back to him.

God, it’s like I need him.

“Tell me why you called the cops on me,” he murmurs roughly, barely holding onto his control as he slows his thrusts. He removes his fingers from my clit, making me sob from the burning pleasure making my sex tremble.

Really? That’s what he’s worried about right now.

“You know why,” I grit, reaching between us to run my fingers over my clit. I’m so close. A slight touch will bring the orgasm I’m so desperately craving.

Before I can reach myself, though, Charlie grabs my hands in his and tugs my arms behind my back. “Not until you tell me why, Bailey.” He continues the assault on my body,pushing as far as he can inside me until my eyes clench shut from the pleasure mixed with pain.

I shake my head, my fingernails digging into my palms. I try to move my hips, desperate to make him move faster, but he stops, holding himself just past my limits.

I whimper as he holds my hips still with one hand, the other holding my hands immobile.

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