Page 77 of Second Chance Savior

My towel was still draped over my shoulders, so I yanked it off and tossed it onto the floor.

Charlie sprawled onto her back, arms stretched over her head. I crawled over her. Kissed her and smoothed my handsup and down her gorgeous skin. As my mouth and tongue explored, she squirmed beneath me.

“Ah, that tickles!”

I drew my hand over my jaw. “Guess I could use a shave.”

“You’ve got more scruff than usual. I like it though.”

I bent down and rubbed my stubble on the ticklish spot on her belly. She howled and tried to push me away.

“Still like my scruff?” I asked.

Charlie smiled. There was a softness and openness to her expression I didn’t usually see. As a kid, she’d scrunched up her nose, especially when she was annoyed with me, which wasalways. I’d found it cute. But I liked this smile just as much, maybe better. If only I could keep her smiling like that all the time.

Then her gaze grew heated, and her tongue traced the edges of her lips.

Nowthatwas my favorite Charlie expression. So long as she was looking only at me.

“I like it,” she whispered. “I really like this.”

I covered her body with mine and tasted her mouth again. Having Charlie like this was incredible. After so many disagreements over the years and far too much hidden, everything was bared. The attraction we’d felt for one another. The truth about my feelings.

We both knew what this was. And what it couldn’t be.

After we kissed and touched for a while longer, she reached for the box of condoms, which she must’ve tossed onto the bed while I was getting in the shower. I got myself ready. Then I took another moment to appreciate the view. Charlie stretched out on the bed, hair drying into curls on the pillow. That needy, heavy-lidded look.

“Now, River. Take me.”

Sparks of desire lit up my nerve endings. This was a sceneout of my teenage fantasies. But we were adults, and I knew to go slow. Make this last.

The tip of my cock met her opening, and I pushed gradually inside, watching her expression. Her eyelids fluttered like she was hypnotized. Lips parted. Charlie’s legs wrapped around my waist as I sank deeper. Her fingers tangled in my hair.

“Damn, you’re so tight and hot.”Like I belong here, I thought.

“You feel…” Her lower lip disappeared behind her teeth. “Like you were worth the wait.”

She had no idea what it did to me, hearing her say that. As if this meant more to her too.

I was finally inside of her. My sweet, sexy Charlie.

I started to thrust, and her gasps turned to moans. Our bodies arched together. Charlie held my face and pulled me down so our mouths met. Her tongue slid eagerly against mine. I loved how much she was enjoying this and how she wasn’t afraid to show me.

I fit my arm beneath her and flipped us so Charlie was straddling me. The view was even better like this. Her rosy-tipped breasts and the soft curves of her hips and stomach. I propped onto an elbow and lifted up so I could press my lips to her pulse at her neck. Her heartbeat raced just below her skin. Hot and insistent. My blood rushed in exactly the same way. Making me throb for her.

We’d spent the last two days running. And for years before that, we’d fought and avoided one another and longed for each other too. At this moment, it felt like we’d been leadingherethat whole time.

Breathless, hearts thumping, skin pricked with sweat. Tension coiling until it would finally reach a breaking point.

Her panting gasps sped up. Growing almost desperate.

“River,please. You can be rough with me, too. Show me how much you want me.”

She drove me wild, this woman. I held her by the hips and angled her body against me. Fitting us together like we were meant to be this way.

“Do you feel it?” I asked.

“Yes.”

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