Total pages in book: 79
Estimated words: 76452 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 382(@200wpm)___ 306(@250wpm)___ 255(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 76452 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 382(@200wpm)___ 306(@250wpm)___ 255(@300wpm)
“It’s whatever it needs to be for you to make me come. Please, Spencer.”
“This is how this is going to go. We’re not rating tonight unless it’s our kisses. I’ll give you what you need, but I need a redo. Immediately. I need to show you what it’s like to truly be cherished, and I can’t do that here.”
“Fine. Yes. Okay. Whatever.”
“Promise me, Charlotte.”
“I promise. Just get on with it already before someone catches us.”
“My pleasure,” he says. The next thing I know, his thumb presses harder than before while he thrusts his hips, and his lips capture mine. It feels as though he has ten hands, and they’re everywhere as I draw closer to the abyss of pleasure he’s offering.
“Spenc—” I can’t even form his full name as his thrusts grow faster. I rock my hips, and that’s all it takes. I fly high and feel as though I’m falling at the same time, but in reality, my back is still braced against the wall, and Spencer’s hold on me is firm. My orgasm rolls through my body like a tsunami. Wave after wave of pleasure, unlike anything I’ve ever felt before. When I finally feel human again, I open my eyes to find his dark chocolate eyes watching me intently.
“That was the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen in my life.” He kisses me hard before helping me stand back on my feet. He makes sure my skirt is pulled down and that I’m steady before releasing me.
“I… should be getting home.”
He nods. “Come on, baby. I’ll walk you out.” He slides his arm around my waist and pulls me into his side, and I lean into him. He walks me to my car and opens the door for me. “Are you sure you’re good to drive?” he asks.
“I’m sure.”
“You have two choices. You call me when you get home, or I can follow you home.”
“I’m an adult, Spencer. I’m capable of getting myself home safely.”
“Two choices.” He holds up two fingers.
“I’ll call you when I get home,” I grumble.
“Good girl.” He smirks as he leans in and presses a soft kiss to my lips. “Drive safe.” He steps back and waits for me to buckle my seat belt before closing the door and rapping his knuckles on the hood of my car.
I give him what I hope is a bright smile. This is never happening again. The drive home is only ten minutes, and my mind races the entire drive. When I pull into the driveway, I’m grateful the house is dark. There’s no way to hide that something is up, especially from my sister.
Once in the house, I strip down and turn on the shower before texting Spencer.
Me: Made it home safe.
My phone rings, and I see his name. “Hello?”
“You were supposed to call.”
“I texted you instead.”
“I needed to hear that you were safe, Charlie. Anyone could have had your phone.”
“And this random person knew that I was supposed to text you?” I laugh.
“Next time, call me like you’re supposed to.”
“There won’t be a next time,” I tell him.
“You made me a promise tonight, Charlie.”
“We’ll see.” I’ll avoid him, and he’ll forget all about the promise I made in the heat of the moment.
“Yeah,” he agrees. “We’ll see.” He doesn’t sound convinced, but that’s okay. He’ll get the hint eventually.
“Sweet dreams, Charlie girl.”
My heart softens to him. “Night, Spence.”
CHAPTER
TWELVE
Spencer
Tossing my phone onto the bed, I strip out of my clothes and move to the bathroom. Turning on the shower, I don’t wait for the water to warm before I step under the spray. The ice-cold liquid hits my skin and feels like needles. I stand still and take the abuse. My cock hangs heavy between my thighs, and the ache has been constant since laying eyes on her earlier tonight.
The cold water does nothing for my situation. I froze my ass off for no reason. The only thing that will help is release or Charlotte, and I don’t see option two happening tonight or anytime soon. I’m going to have to settle for my hand and some self-love. This won’t be the first time that I’ve jerked off to the image of the auburn-haired goddess, and I’m certain it won’t be the last.
Taking hold of my cock, I squeeze as I close my eyes. I grip the base as my hand glides to the top and back again. An image of her sky-blue eyes filled with desire as she peered up at me earlier tonight is all I can see. And what do I hear? It’s her moans as her orgasm soared through her body.
I did that.
I gave her that pleasure.
Fuck. My grip grows tighter. My strokes faster. Those blue eyes are all I see as I chase my release. Tingles shoot up my spine as my body grows taut. With one hand braced on the shower wall, I hang my head and move my hand faster and faster, chasing the high. With two more long, fast strokes, I’m spilling everything I wanted to give her tonight down the drain. My cock twitches in my palm as my chest heaves with exertion. Just the thought of her was all it took to have me falling over the edge of pleasure.