by Tara Lee
She blushes again.
Why?
I don't understand.
“Sweetheart, if you tell me you touch yourself while you think
of me, I might just fucking cum right here in my damn jeans. Fuck that is so damn hot!” She blushes and smiles but says nothing.
I need her naked right now, and I need to be inside her.
Damn it.
Why can’t we have been somewhere else right now?
I want to see how far she will go. I know she would never have sex out here, not for the first time, anyway.
She deserves way more than her first time to be out the back of a club in some dirty alley. Be that as it may, I still need to touch her. To feel her explode for me. I need to see her face when she climaxes.
I start to lift her dress watching, her face for any sign of distress. I play with her thigh, trailing my finger towards the sweetness I know awaits me. She sighs, opening up for me.
Good start.
My heart beats so hard against my chest that I’m sure she can hear it.
She is so close to me, I can feel her breath drift over my skin.
I press against her needing to be closer to her, I touch her soaked panties and I nearly fall to my knees right there.
Charli’s whimpers as I touch her.
She seems to be embarrassed and tries to close her legs.
“Baby don't close on me, you will enjoy this, let me take care of you,” I reassure her with a whisper in her ear.
I give her earlobe a little nibble while I work my hand into her panties.
Charli tips her head back giving me better access to her slender neck.
I slip her panties to the side and slowly start to work a finger inside her swollen pussy.
Damn, she is so wet but so tight.
Her tight hole squeezes my finger, letting me know how fucking mind blowing it would be once I get inside her. She whimpers as my finger gently slides in and out of her tight pussy, giving her time to get used to my finger. I use my thumb to gently rub her clit.
Charli moans. Her orgasm starts building. I gently slide a second finger into her pussy, causing her to press down on my fingers. She moans a second time. Her sounds drive me insane, testing my willpower.
She digs her fingers into my arm, holding me, not allowing my arm to move. Charli doesn’t want this to stop. Her other hand finds my back and she digs her nails into me. She’s holding on tight, marking me. I like it.
No, I fucking love it.
“Oh god,” she screams out.
I can tell she is close.
“Cum over my fingers baby. I want to feel you, I want to feel your wetness on me, I want to taste your sweet pussy.” I move my thumb around in circles giving her the pleasure she needed so badly.
“Fuck my fingers, baby.”
She breaks apart around my fingers, crying out my name as she clings to me.
I stop Charli from falling as her knees go weak from her orgasm taking control.
“Wow,” She manages to say, breathless.
“Are you back with me yet, sweetheart?”
I slip my fingers from Charli. All I can think about is tasting her essence from my fingers, but I control myself.
She looks at me, wide eyed.
“That was amazing,” she says, breathless. “That’s what I’ve been missing out on?”
“I thought you touched yourself while you thought of me.” I smirk at her.
She giggled. “Maybe, but my orgasms have never been that intense.”
“Thank you, I’ll take that as you approve,” I say, kissing her. Her cheeks go red.
It smacks me in the face—I’m completely in love with this girl. It’s so crystal clear. I have always wanted her, and now if she lets me, I can have her any way I want her.
“I really liked that. Can we do it again?” she asks. “Damn baby, you can't go saying things like that to a man and not expect him to get as hard as a rock.”
Charli looks down at my thick length trying to force its way through my jeans.
Yeah baby, it’s hard for you.
“Do you want me to fix that?” she asks shyly.
All I can think about at this moment is ripping her panties off, and burying myself as deep as I can inside her. But, I need to be gentle. I need to cherish Charli. She’s not, and never will be, a quick fuck. Even if I do want to put my cock in her hot little mouth because it’s such a turn on, I can’t do that to her. Not here. She doesn’t deserve that. She deserves a warm bed and candles and flower petals and shit.
“That's okay, next time,” I say with a wink.
I start fixing her dress, but before her smell is gone, I lean down and take a small taste, kissing her through her panties. I rub my nose against her. She is saturated with wetness. Her scent is intoxicating. I flick my thumb against her dress, making her gasp.
She gasps.
“Just a small taste,” she begs.
I’m fucked with a capital F.
“We better head back in before someone notices we are gone.” The sexual tension between us is like a big flashing neon sign. Charli feels it too. Even though I stand and right her dress, I’m still tempted to take her behind the bar. She wants me to fuck her, but instead Charli nods, agreeing with me.
“Okay, yeah. Probably a good idea,” she says.
She looks like she wants to say more but stops herself. “You go on ahead, I'll give it another few minutes before I follow you,” I reply.
“Okay.”
She turns and looks at me one last time before she goes through the door, and then she is gone.
What have I just done? What the hell have I gotten myself into? I thought I would be able to have a small taste and that I would be okay. Now, it’s not going to be enough. I need to be inside Charli. I won’t be pressing her against some dirty wall outside again.
Like I said, I want the bed.
I want her naked, screaming for me to keep going, begging me to take her harder until she collapses after riding my cock to the hilt.
I fix myself before I head back in. I need to get a grip if I don't, I’ll embarrass myself.
I hear a noise and turn around, but it’s dark. I can't really see anything.
I open the door to head back in.
Knowing my fingers were inside that piece of heaven is going to be hard, especially with her looking like a fucking wet dream tonight.
She makes me feel like I am fucking sixteen again, and that I won’t be able to control myself around her.
“Eli,” a voice calls as I am about to walk inside.
Turning around I see Hannah. She is a girl I hooked up with a few times last year. This chick is nuts, so that was a bad mistake on my behalf.
“What do you want, Hannah?”
“What do you think I want, Eli? I want you, of course. I've told you we belong together.”
“NO, WE DON'T! YOU'RE A CRAZY BITCH. I told you to leave me the fuck alone,” I yell back at her.
I storm back inside, trying to get away from the crazy bitch as fast as I can.
Chapter 13
CHARLI
OW, JUST… WOW, I THINK to myself. Eli justWtouched me again and it was incredible. I have no words. It was magical. Just like the other times, expect this time his fingers made me orgasm. I touch my lips where he kissed me. The tingle is still there. He is an amazing kisser.
I had let him touch me and I didn’t give it a second thought. What does that make me?
Am I as naïve as the women before me?
His touch is rough but gentle, his fingers on my skin had me losing control.
As he was touching me, all I wanted to do was tug his shirt up and feel his rock-hard abs underneath. I had gripped his shirt so hard I nearly thought I was going to pull it over his head and just lick his chest.
I know we need to be careful. If Jensen finds out, he will kill him and probably lock me away somewhere.
I want more of what we just did, and I don’t
want my big brother ruining it for me.
I make my way back into the bar and search for my friends. Have they left?
I spot the guys at the table they always sit at, so I walk over to them.
Carter sees me first.
“Well look who's joined us, where have you been off to?”
“I went to get some fresh air it was too hot in here,” I reply to him.
He just gives me a knowing look and smile.
“Hey, did you see Eli on your travels anywhere?” Lucas asks.
“He’s gone MIA.”
“Doesn't he always?” Jensen laughs.
So, they don't know about what we just did.
I’m not ready to let anyone know.
“Here he comes, she mustn't have been very good,” Tyler jokes.
I feel my face go red. I swallow hard and don't look at Eli coming towards the table.
Would he really think that?
“Where did you get to?” Jensen asks?
“Nowhere, just chatting up a chick outside,” Eli replies.
My face feels warm, is he talking about me? Or did he really chat some other chick up after I left him?
This is hard, he is a player, can I trust him?
“Okay, cool. Wondered where you went. You just disappeared,” Jensen said.
“So, the chick?”
Lucas said raising his eyebrows in question.
“Was she hot?”
Eli gives a little chuckle.
“Dude, I’m not kissing and telling.”
“Charli, you okay? You seem quiet,” Lucas asks.
“Yeah,” I say.
“You’re sure you’re okay?” Jensen seems concerned.
I nod at him.
Just chill, Charli.
A blonde I don't recognize comes up to Eli and wraps her arms around him, whispering something in his ear as she kisses her way up his neck.
He looks at her and gives her a wink, he whispers something back to her, and she seemed to like what he says and pulled him onto the dance floor.
I mentally roll my eyes.
The way they are dancing, like they were practically having sex. The girl is rubbing on Eli while his hands are groping her ass, he is enjoying it.
I look away. I can't look any longer. I am going to be sick. I let him touch me, and now he is practically rubbing himself on this girl, and groping her in public.
I need to leave. I can't stand here any longer and witness anymore.
“I'm going to head off,” I say.
“I'll come with you.” Aria says.
“Are you getting a taxi?” Jensen asks.
“Yeah, we will. See you later”.
“Text me to let me know you got home safe, Charlotte,” Jensen says.
“Okay, I will,”
I kiss him on the cheek.
We head out the door. I don't bother telling Eli goodbye.
Getting into the taxi with Aria my mind wanders to Eli and the blonde.
My stomach is in knots .I don't want to cry, but my tears come, anyway.
I am just another fuck to Eli and we haven't even had sex. Maybe it’s a good thing we haven’t.
Aria assumes I am upset because I have a crush on Eli and he was dancing with some skank on the dance floor, but she doesn’t know what really happened. She hugs me and tells me I am way prettier than any skank he will ever hook up with. He doesn’t know what he’s missing. Her reassurances do nothing to make me feel better.
I get home and just want to jump into bed, but I need a shower.
Stripping off in the bathroom, I turn on the shower. Before I can jump in I hear, my phone ding in my bedroom.
I'll get it later. It’s probably Jensen, making sure I got home safely. He’s a worrier—I do love that boy. I’ll message him once I get in bed.
After my shower and a cry, I feel refreshed.
I settle into bed and grab my phone I better send a text to my brother or he would be ringing me non-stop or he’d be here banging on my door.
I check my phone. The message isn’t from Jensen but from Eli.
Why is Eli messaging me?
Reading the message, it says:
Hey just checking you got home safe?? Your brother is worried. And that wasn't what it looked like. I had to do that so they wouldn't catch onto us. Jensen would have been suspicious if I didn't go with that chick.
Okay, so he is trying to explain the scene with the girl on the dance floor. Am I over reacting? Still, my heart hurts. I send a quick reply to Jensen so he doesn’t worry.
I’m home safe.
His replies, Thanks for letting me know see you soon love you.
I don't know what to reply back to Eli so I just text him,
Jensen knows I'm home safe. Don’t worry about it.
E
MY HEAD HURTS THE NEXT morning when I wake. I never want to drink again. I groan as I roll over ready, to go back to sleep.
I hear my phone ding, alerting me to a text.
I roll back over and grab my phone, squinting at the bright screen as I unlock it. It’s Eli.
Hey. How are you this morning?
I groan. I want to kill him for keeping me from sleep, among
other things. Fine. Going back to sleep now.
Lol. Hung-over, are you? I’ll be there soon.
What! He’s coming here? I jump out of bed so quickly, my feet
get tangled in the sheets, and I fall over the edge.
“Ow,” I say, while upside down on my floor
I lay there. my head now hurting even more
“Oh crap, Eli!” I say jumping to my feet running, to my
bathroom to quickly shower. I finish my shower, when I hear knocking at my door. It must be Eli.
I wrap my towel around myself and head for my door.
I open the door in my towel and Eli’s wide eyes tell me maybe this wasn’t my brightest idea.
He swallows hard, his eyes wandering up my body.
“Charli.”
His voice is a warning.
His tongue darts out, wetting his lips
I bite my bottom lip in reflex my eyes find his and before I know what is happening, his hands are cupping my face forcing, me inside my apartment. His lips crash onto mine as he slips his tongue in, colliding with mine.
He kicks the door closed with his foot. A throaty groan vibrates his chest sends tingles over my skin.
His teeth grip my bottom lip as he gently pulls back, nibbling.
Sliding one of his hands down to cup my ass, his hand squeezes as he pulls me towards his groin. I moan when I feel him poking into me. His other hand goes to the back of my neck gripping me, forcing our lips together even more. He pulls back both of us panting.
“Did you just get out of the shower?” He asks breathless.
I nod slowly.
He groans throwing his head back.
“You’re killing me, Charli.”
I laugh at his remark
“I need to get dressed. I’m still wet.” I tell him as I turn to leave.
“Not yet you’re not, but you will be,” he says, grabbing my hips as he turns me around to face him.
He yanks my towel off, making it fall at my feet. He kneels in front of me, his hands run down my hips, to my thighs as my knees wobble with his touch.
“Keep still baby, I’m going to enjoy this.”
Chapter 14
ELI
IGO TO MY KNEES in front of her after I remove her towel. Her smell is intoxicating. I groan, taking in her sweetness. “Eli.” She says softly with urgency in her voice.
I trace my fingers up her thighs. Goose bumps form over her
skin. I look up at her as her eyes focus on mine.
“Eli. Don’t stop,” her voice trembles.
Her skin is so smooth, so soft to touch. My fingers stop just
as I’m about to touch her pussy. I let it sink in for a moment. Let my eyes take all of her in, her body is exquisite, every inch
of her is perfection.
Her lips are swollen, her clit is out and waiting to be devoured.
I run my finger up her slit as she whimpers.
The sound heading straight to my cock. My need for her is intense.
Her breathing is erratic she bites her bottom lip holding in a moan
I take my time. I want her to feel me.
I slowly bring my fingers up and down, teasing her, her eyes close as her hands go to my head her fingers twist in my hair. She slightly pulls my hair as if she can’t control herself. My cock hardens enough that it could rip through my jeans.
I lean into her slowly, blowing onto her clit as I look up at her. Her eyes are scrunched tight her lip between her teeth, I let my tongue rest on her clit as I gently start to lick, suck and twirl it around until Charli is panting hard.
I work my tongue inside of Charli, tasting every inch of her. I lift her legs up and bring my hand back slightly then gently slapping her ass cheek, making Charli moan. I bring her legs down and use my hands to cup her sweet ass cheeks. My tongue circles on her clit as I use my lips to suck it into my mouth.
Her pussy glistens as her wetness coats my face.
I moan against her pussy, breathing in her scent and tasting her wetness.
Her moans get louder.
“Eli,” she begs
I slide a finger inside Charli. Her wetness helps me glide in and out. Her moans filling the room.
“Don’t ever take this away from me, baby. This is mine, this pussy is all mine,” I growl as I slide my tongue over her bud.
I suck it in pulling it between my lips. I twist my finger as I thrust it inside her. I use my lips to press down firmly on her clit, sending Charli’s body jumping.
Charli lets out a high-pitched scream. I feel her legs tremble as I wave of pleasure passes over her as she cums over my face, I lap it all up like it is my last meal.
Her fingers run through my hair. I close my eyes at her touch. It felt nice to be wanted.
“That was incredible,” she says.
I move up her body taking every inch of her in.
I fill my hands with her heavy breasts. I squeeze tightly and she releases a pleasured whimper.
All I want right now is to fill her, but I want this to be about her, not about me and my needs.
Her hair is still wet from her shower. I move it to her other shoulder, kissing the bare one. I move my tongue up her neck, making her groan softly. I need to stop or I’ll fuck her right here.