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I didn’t know I could orgasm on command, but apparently I can. Either that or Simon knows the secret switch, because in a matter of seconds, I’m losing it. I let out a scream that I’m pretty sure the whole town can hear. Simon isn’t far behind, dropping my legs and holding me tight as he spills into me.
We lay there for more than a few minutes as we come down from the highs. He rolls off me, only to immediately bring me into his chest.
Feeling his naked body against mine, still and unmoving, it’s then I realize he did exactly what he set out to do.
He made me forget.
About the light of day.
About my insecurities.
About all the boys from before.
And I can’t wait to do it again.
Chapter 23
Simon
Icould stay in this bed all day. The blackout curtains in Charlie’s apartment are doing their job. The bed is warm, and the woman who is currently serving as my big spoon is soft and perfect.
Don’t get me wrong, I love being the big spoon. But if a man is telling you he doesn’t like being little spoon he’s a fucking liar.
This is the life. I don’t know what time it is, and I frankly don’t care. I’ve found heaven, and you don’t want to leave heaven after you realized you’ve been in hell for years.
Because that’s what life before Bug was. Hell.
Yesterday, and last night, were…I can’t describe it. Which is happening more and more these days. Beautiful. Perfect. Amazing. Those are all true, but they somehow don’t really grasp the totality of the night.
Watching Charlie become more confident in herself and her sexuality. Watching her come apart. Feeling her all over me. It’s what I want for the rest of my life.
Because she’s it for me. Always was, has been, and will be.
“Mmmm.”
Charlie’s hand falls off me, but I’ll forgive her because that moan was downright erotic. I roll over to face her, and be a creepand watch her sleep, when I’m greeted by the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.
Boob. Popped out of her tank top. A crease of the morning light that got past the curtains is shining right on it. Like a beam from the heavens sent by angels.
It’s glorious.
And because my Bug has the most spectacular tits I’ve ever seen, and I’m just a man, I give into the temptation of her perfect, round, pink nipple. I begin to lick and suckle as she starts gently moving.
“What are you doing?”
The sound of Charlie’s raspy morning voice, combined with her breast in my mouth, makes me hard in two seconds flat. Then again, I think anything Charlie does, or will do, will have that effect on me.
“Snacking.”
Her laughter fills the room as I continue to enjoy the start to my morning. I know Charlie has to get up soon, it’s a busy day at the restaurant with the opening in a few days, but I also want her to relax as long as she can. It’s been a hectic week, and I know she is running herself ragged. The least I can do is maybe start her day with an orgasm.
Actually, I think it’s my job as the baby daddy and her partner to make sure she does.
I don’t know at what point last night she got up and put on shorts and a tank top, but they are getting in the way of me having open access to my beautiful girl. I keep my mouth latched on as my fingers travel down, underneath her shorts and panties, to her waiting pussy. I tease it a little before inserting a finger, knowing she must be sore from last night. Not that I’m patting myself on the back—though I am—but we went until we both passed out. I actually think when we did tap out it was with my dick inside her.
Again, glorious.
“Simon, your phone’s buzzing,” Charlie mumbles as her body starts responding to my mouth and fingers.
