“I love you too. Now, let’s eat before we get arrested for public indecency.” He laughed, resuming our position of walking with me under his arm.
“Lucky I’ll have the best lawyer in town to get me off the charges.” I winked and smiled wide at him as we walked to the picnic seat right in front of the pond.
We ate, talked, kissed, and flirted. Chris filled me in on his caseload before we made our way back to his office, walking slowly and ignoring everyone else around us—ignoring the constant stares of the women in the office looking at me as if I had done the worst thing in the world. I then decided to shut them all up for good.
“I’m going to take Lucy over to Adam. I’ll just leave the pram here.”
“Okay. I’ll meet you over there. I’ll finish up and make sure I’ve got a replacement coming in tomorrow that knows how to work and take calls.” He smirked and picked Lucy up, handing her to me and fixing her leg that had the trouser pulled up halfway.
I walked past the group of snickering women and glared back at them. I swear to god, if Katie was here then I would probably have thrown her out a window. It was obvious that she was the one who started the gossip in the workplace.
I knocked on Adam’s door, well aware they were still watching me. When my brother opened it, he looked behind me and frowned as he took Lucy from my arms. “Charlotte, about time you got here. I was getting worried you were keeping her from me.”
I let out a laugh at his manner. “Sorry, Chris and I got a little over sexual at lunch. He’s on his way here, and we’re going home.” I winked.
“Yuck. You’re both sick,” he groaned, and I laughed. He glanced over my shoulder, then looked back at the girls behind us. “She's the spitting image of Chris, don’t you think? Oh, that’s right. You prefer to listen to office gossip than ado your actual work. I’m still waiting on the case files for Walter,” he said harsher. “Someone get me a coffee.”
“Sorry,” they all muttered and took off. It was amusing to see how fast these powerful men could make the women swoon, but at the same time have them completely frightened.
“Since when do you get someone to make your coffee?” I asked, crossing my arms over my chest.
“Never. Until now.” He grinned.
Chris came over and took Lucy from Adam’s hands. “I’m off for the day; have important matters to attend to.” He winked looking down at me, and I blushed. God, he was such a flirt at times.
“If that important matter meant my sister, then I don’t want to know about it.” He held his hands up and walked back into his office, closing his door on us.
We both laughed as we walked back to Chris’ office and grabbed the pram to head home. When we arrived at the house, we went to Lucy’s bedroom and put her in her big cot, testing it out and seeing how she likes having naps in there during the daytime. I walked out of Lucy’s nursery to see Chris looking at me, his suit half undone and chest on display. My eyes were scanning over him as I stepped closer towards him.
We kissed furiously as he carried me up towards our room, his fingers digging into my ass as I moaned over his mouth and tightened my legs around him. I nuzzled down his neck, and he let out a deep, sexy growl. “Char, god, baby.”
“God, I love you.” I kissed from his neck to his mouth as he pushed me back on the bed, his body lying over mine as our clothes started to strip apart. Both of us wore nothing but underwear as he pulled back, kissing down my stomach and licking me teasingly over my red silk panties. Coming back up, he stopped just above my mouth.
His heavy breathing was fanning my face. “You’re mine, Char. You belong to me, and I won’t give up that easily anymore.”
He went to lower his head when I pushed my hands to his chest to stop him. “Chris,” I whispered out, a little huskier than normal as I started pulling him back down towards me. “Make love to me.”
Chapter Fifteen
I couldn’t stop giggling; it would have to be the funniest thing ever.
Chris lay flat on his ass after he slipped and fell down the stairs. Unfortunately, he didn’t seem to share my sense of humour.
“Don’t laugh at me,” he grumbled, still sitting.
I walked over to him and smiled as my laughter died down. “Baby, I’m sorry, but seeing a grown man fall and slip was just too funny. How about I kiss it better?” I knelt between his open thighs and cupped his face.
“You could kiss something better,” he mumbled with a sad pout and wiggled his brows.
I rolled my eyes at him. Of course, he’d be wanting to get lucky. The man falls down six steps from the stairs, and now he’s after a blow job. “How sore is your ass?” I asked, “And don’t lie either!” I warned him.
“Fine! My ass feels like it was fucked by a fist.”
“Oh god.” I snorted. That did it for me again. I couldn’t help but laugh even harder as I fell forward onto his body, his arms pulling me into him and he finally laughed with me.
He grumbled something under his breath as he kissed my nose and ran his hand over mine that was still on his cheek. “Can you help me up?” he asked quietly.
I bit my lip to hold in the laugh. “Okay, sweetheart. I’ll pick you up and throw you over my shoulder like you do to me, but don’t blame me if I fall down from your heavy weight.” I smirked and kissed him again as I stood up and held my hands out for him to hold.
“I can walk, Charlotte.” He laughed as he held my hands. The problem was when he pulled on me, my feet started to slide over the flooring. He laughed as I gave him a hard pull and up he came. I actually don’t think I helped much at all, but he didn’t say anything; he made me feel like I did all the work. But I knew there was no way I could have lifted him; it was him just playing with me.
I watched him limp to the living room and lay down on the large couch face first. I climbed on his legs and started to pull his sweats down. “Char, what you are doing?” I heard him ask into the cushions.
“Just making sure you didn’t break your arse.” I went to reach for his fitted boxers when his hand stopped mine. “I’m looking for a bruise, Chris. If you want me to play doctor, then you need to let me inspect your cute butt.”
His hand loosened, and I pulled the black material down. “Is it bad?” he asked. I could tell he was smiling though.
“No, just a red mark, but it doesn’t look too damaged.” I leaned down and kissed the small mark before pulling his underwear back up. “I’m horny.”
“Same,” he responded. “Get on all fours; my ass is killing me.”
I laughed and moved as he rolled over, pulling our bottoms off as I bent down, kneeling with my ass in the air. He gave my ass a swift spank before he lowered his boxers.
***
Chris pulled back, looking at me with intent. My heart was racing, but not in panic. I knew I wanted him to make love to me. I loved him, and at the end of the day, that was all that mattered.
“Do you forgive me?” he asked, barely a whisper but I still heard him.
I didn’t know what to say. I ran my hands up from his arms to his face and held him. “I don’t know, but I know I want you. I know that I love you and that I want to make this work with you. I know that you’re my husband and I won’t be leaving you. I know that I want to make love to my husband. I’m sure of it.”
He shook his head, and my heart dropped. “I can’t. Char, not like this. I’m sorry.” And with that, he stood up and got off the bed, leaving me there feeling embarrassed and rejected.
I should have known. I shouldn’t have pushed him. I didn’t want to cry, but I couldn’t help it. I felt humiliated for asking that. I knew I wouldn’t have regretted it. I went to the bathroom and stayed there for some time. Chris didn’t come in, but I knew he was in the bedroom, getting changed, and then I heard the door close and a car starting up.
I had pushed him away again.
I walked out of the bathroom and pulled on some leggings and a long-sleeved shirt. I looked at the bed, and he had mad
e it again. I wiped more tears away and headed to the room across from ours. Lucy wasn’t in her bed, and I found a note in the cot. ‘Will be back soon.’
I had the house to myself, and it felt strange. I walked to the kitchen and opened up the fridge to find another note. ‘Don’t bother cooking dinner!’
What was he up to?
Making myself a hot drink, I curled up on the couch and turned on Netflix. Onto the third episode of The Good Fight, I heard the back door open. Chris walking in with Lucy in one arm, and three bags in the other.
“She needs a feed,” he called out. I stood, making my way to meet him halfway. I couldn’t look at him. I felt stupid.
“About earlier,” he began.
I shut that conversation down as quickly as he brought it up. “Don’t. Please don’t say anything.”
He sounded pained. “I didn’t mean to upset you.”
Looking up, I shrugged. “Yeah. Well, you did. Making me cry is nothing new, Chris,” I spoke before I could even register what I had said. “Sorry. Please, can we not do this? You don’t want to sleep with me, I get it. You made your point loud and clear.”
He didn’t say anything, but I knew I hit a nerve. He stood back up and walked out of the room, leaving me to feed Lucy while he went to the kitchen to do whatever it was that he was doing. Lucy fed for a little over half an hour before I stripped her off naked, so she could have a lay about on the couch beside me. She soon fell asleep after re-dressing her, and I left her in the swing to sleep.
Too focused on my show, I didn’t hear Chris come back over until he was sitting beside me and his hand was turning my head to face him. His lips passionately claimed mine as he pulled me up onto his lap. His hips flexed up, digging his fingers into the curve of my ass and gripping my thighs as I kissed him back. Enjoying this unexpected kiss from him, his hands slowly ran up my back; his fingertips grazing over my bare skin as I kissed him back just as hungrily.
I don’t know what was coming over him, but whatever it was, I loved it.
When he pulled away, he was breathing heavily—we both were. “I love you,” was all he said, and he moved me back to where I was sitting earlier just moments ago before he stood up, leaving the room and leaving me speechless.
Lucy was still sleeping, and I sighed. “Your daddy is a little crazy,” I whispered to her and smiled. I had no idea what came over him to do that, but I loved it.
By the time it was 5 p.m., the back door opened, and Adam walked in. He gave us a wave, and then headed into Chris who was still in the kitchen. I had been instructed to stay out of there; to just relax and finish my TV show. I wasn’t going to complain. I had eight more episodes to watch, and I had seven other shows to start on. I could hear the hushed whispers from my brother and husband, but I stopped trying to listen; it was a pointless, and I lost cause trying to do so.
“So, how’re my favourite girls?” Adam’s cheery voice came over to us as he sat down on the couch, picking Lucy up from my chest and laying her on his.
“Umm, could you please ask permission to touch my daughter?” I laughed a little.
He flashed me a grin. “Never.” He laughed and kissed Lucy on the head.
I lay back on the couch and ended up dozing off. I had no idea how long I was asleep for, but it was long enough to know that it was late and dark outside. I shot up off the couch and realised Lucy wasn’t around.
“Chris?” I called out, a little panicked, yawning as I stood up.
He came running out of the kitchen with a worried look over his face. “What’s wrong?”
“Where is Lucy?” I walked over towards him.
“I bathed and fed her. She’s tucked in her own big bed, fast asleep.”
I looked at him, stunned. “She’s in her own room?” I asked warily.
“Yes, she’s in her own room tonight. Are you hungry? Because dinner is almost done.”
I nodded, and my stomach grumbled a little. “Yes, I’m starving. Did you cook?”
He took my hand and led me into the dining room. My eyes adjusted to the darkness as the glow of candles flickered around the room, and the table had two plate settings made up. I looked back up at him, and he was looking down at me, my stomach getting butterflies. “You did this?”
“Yes, I cooked you dinner for our date tonight.”
I laughed a little. “Date?”
He nodded, rubbing the base of his neck, looking embarrassed. “Lunch wasn’t much of a date. Even I, knew that. Today was a bit of a fuck up.”
“Well, I look forward to it. Something smells really good, Chris. I wasn’t expecting this at all,” I admitted. I felt a little bad for what I said to him earlier. I knew he was trying hard, and I owed it to him to treat him better.
“Good. Now sit down, my love. I have cooked you something different to try.” He kissed my cheek and led me to my seat, pulling my chair out and tucking it in as I sat. He would always do this, even when we were dating. He really is a gentleman.
I tilted my head backward; his smile grew as he lent down and kissed my lips lightly. My eyes closed briefly, relishing his touch.
He came back in after a few more minutes with a bowl of something; the pleasant smell was filling my nose as he placed it between us. “I don’t know what it will taste like, but it’s Thai Chicken Risotto, if you can’t tell.”
I grinned. “You made this? I’m really impressed. Its smells really delicious and looks amazing.” I reached over and held his hand. “Thank you.”
It was nice having our own little date night. It reminded me of what our first date felt like—the flutters in my stomach and giddy feeling from whenever he would look at me and smile. The best moment was when I looked up at him and found him staring right back at me, his eyes looking at me with so much love. He had a knack of making me feel like the only girl in the world.
By the time we finished eating, we were both full, and the candles were almost burnt out. We’d both had a couple glasses of wine, and our flirting had increased. Increased to a point where I was sitting on his lap as he kissed down my neck, his hand cupping my breast, as I ran my fingertips through his jet-black hair.
“Let’s clean up.” I moaned slightly, as he sucked on my collarbone.
He groaned and kissed back up my neck towards my mouth. “I’ll do it. Go get in bed, and I’ll be up soon.” He kissed me one last time and then helped me up off him.
I went into Lucy’s room to check on her. I wasn’t sure if Chris was serious about her sleeping the whole night in here; I would need to ask him once he came back upstairs. I lent down and kissed her forehead. “Mama loves you, beautiful,” I whispered then left the bedroom.
I was putting my pyjamas on when I heard the door closing behind me. Chris’ voice caught me off guard to the point I almost tripped over, trying to put my feet in the bottoms. “You won’t need them on,” he spoke huskily, walking up behind me and ran his hands down my sides, spinning me around to face him without warning. “Not when I plan on having you naked for a good few hours.”
“Chris,” I breathed out, shocked and turned on by the way he was looking at me. “What?” I was confused.
“Get on the bed; lie down, and spread your legs,” he instructed, his voice husky and clear.
I stepped backwards until my feet hit the bed and sat down. I lay down on the mattress, keeping my eyes on him while he undressed in front of me; his body outlined by the dim lamp beside me had me breathing heavier.
He stepped forward, his hands on either side of my waist as he pulled me down. My core was firmly over his face as he began to lick and suck my clit. My hips bucked upright as he kept moving faster, slowing down when he had me breathing heavier and closer to my orgasm. “Not tonight, baby,” he spoke, and I looked down at him, confused.
“What?” I asked. He wasn’t going to let me come?
He smirked as he moved up between my legs, his body lowering to mine as he kissed me slowly for a short few seconds. “I want you to come when
I’m inside you.”
I didn’t realize what he was saying until he was pushing against my entrance, slowly sliding in. My hands shot out and gripped his back; the pain was intense as he moved slowly. I bit into his shoulder, and he stopped moving.
“Char, are you okay?” he asked, staying completely still, but his cock throbbed inside of me.
I nodded, taking a steady breath. “It feels like I’m losing my virginity; just keep going slow,” I breathed out, and he kissed my nose as he continued to move all the way in.
Stopping and letting me get used to the feeling again, it had been so long since we’d last made love, His kisses were picking up as I wrapped my legs around his thighs and locked him in. Kissing him back, my hands roaming his skin as the slight discomfort disappeared and the pleasure picked up as his thrusting began.
“I love you, Chris,” I whispered against his mouth.
“Not as much as I love you, Char. I love you so much,” he spoke as he moved a little quicker, soon rolling us, so I was on top of him. Moving at the same speed as he was earlier on and keeping my body down to his, his hands were on my hips as he helped me move up and down. I loved how close I felt to him at this moment; the love between us, and the fact there was no big stomach in our way. I could ride him hard and enjoy every inch of his thick cock.
I was being rolled back over as he came back on top of me; his tongue slipped inside my mouth, exploring my hot cavern and taking his dominance back. I was coming undone beneath him as he kept his steady movements up, thrusting in and out, slowly and deeply. His hands clenched mine that were outstretched above my head while our fingers laced together. His breathing grew faster, hips rocking back and forth faster.
I moaned, my body trembling as he fucked me right into an orgasm. My legs locked tight as I fucked him back, the pleasure almost blinding me. “Ohhh.” I cried out. “Faster!”
Not stopping, he kept going through my shattering orgasm, getting faster with each stroke. His own grunts and heavy breathing were only driving me crazy. I squeezed his fingers tighter as he slowed back down and kissed down my neck. I could tell he was trying to hold out, that he was trying to last longer as it had been so long for him as well.
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