Brianna felt the blush heat her chest to her cheeks, and again Charlie chuckled. “For someone intent on seducing a woman, you seem to laugh a lot.”
“Making love is a joyful experience, why wouldn’t I smile and laugh? I hope you’ll smile and laugh, too.” With the zipper undone, he brought his fingers up to her ribs and tickled her, earning him a surprised giggle. “See, laughter. And I was right, no bra.” He reached around and easily lifted her up so he could draw the dress down her body.
“Oh, baby, now I’m not laughing.” His eyes were hot and reverent as they stared at her breasts. Brianna couldn’t help arching her back and Charlie sucked in air. “I’ve fantasized about your tits, but I didn’t do them justice.” He traced the backs of his fingers along the slope of her right breast, coming ever closer to her nipple. Men were all the same, always enamored with a set of breasts, and she enjoyed the admiration, but she wanted to get to the good stuff, since her breasts had never been particularly sensitive.
His big hand encompassed her breast and gave a light squeeze, and he looked up into her eyes and she gave an encouraging smile. He squeezed a little harder and stroked his thumb against her nipple. “Ah,” she murmured.
“Are you trying to tell me that feels good, baby?”
“So good, Charlie.”
“You know how I said that laughter was allowed in bed?” At her nod, he continued, “Well, lying isn’t. I think I could be petting your toenails and getting the same level of desire.” The man sure could make her laugh, and then she felt herself flush in embarrassment.
“Hey, baby, no lying, no embarrassment. We only get to laugh, play and have a hell of a lot of fun, them’s the rules.” They hadn’t even done much and she was having one of the best times in bed of her entire life.
“Those are good rules, Charlie.”
“So, tell me the truth, your breasts aren’t very responsive, are they?” Brianna stared over his shoulder, to the pile of neatly folded clothes on her dresser. She really should have put those away.
“Brianna, look at me and answer the question.” She looked up and he saw only kindness and curiosity.
“No, they never have been.” He bent down, and took her lower lip between his teeth, and ran his tongue against it, she felt a shiver shoot from her tailbone to her scalp. Brianna wrapped her arms around Charlie’s neck, and tried to pull him closer, but found it was like moving stone. He continued to brush his tongue against her trapped lip, lighting her up like a Christmas tree. When he finally released her she was breathing so hard she felt like she had run a marathon.
“I think your lips are sensitive,” he whispered right before he swooped in and wiped out all thought, and all she was left with was need. She arched closer, opening, clinging. The whole world seemed to swirl around her until it tightened to just the two of them, to the point where they were connected. So much warmth surrounded her when she finally noticed that she was naked. She pulled her head away and looked up into eyes that were almost navy blue with desire but still managed to hold laughter.
“Lose something?”
“You are the most outrageous lawman I have ever met in my life!” Brianna worked to unbutton his shirt, as Charlie slid his big hand from her hip, down her right leg to her knee, pulling it slowly outward. The feel of his slacks against her naked flesh was decadent. She worked at his buttons even faster. Charlie pushed himself down her body and she whimpered. “No, I need you naked, too.”
“Baby, we have all night.”
“No, I need you naked now!” She was actually pouting. She felt her lower lip protruding and everything. This was not who she was, but then she saw Charlie’s reaction, and realized it was the exact right approach because he was moving off the bed and starting to undress. She couldn’t help her satisfied smile.
“Don’t expect this to work every time, baby.” His shirt hit the floor and he started unbuckling his belt. “It’ll only work most of the time.” She really didn’t care how often it worked, as long as she got to see him naked in the next twenty seconds. Oh God, he was gorgeous. She was dying to see his cock. He pulled his boxer briefs off with his slacks, and his dick popped up like the best present she had ever received. He was thick, and long, and unlike anything she had ever seen before. Her vagina clenched in desire and terror.
Charlie rested one knee on the bed, and bent toward her. Once again he read her. He cupped her cheek. “Are you going to be okay with this, Brianna?”
“You mean the monster penis?” She finally was able to look up in eyes, and she actually saw him wince, and realized that she might have hurt his feelings.
“Baby, we can call a halt to this at any time.” She grabbed the hand resting against her face and brought it to her lips.
“Charlie, I can’t remember a time when I wanted a man more than I wanted you, and that was before I saw the size of your cock!” She watched as he gave a relieved chuckle.
“Thank God, because Brianna, after seeing you naked, I want to spend about five hours making love to you, and then another five hours exploring that tattoo.” Oh God, she felt heat suffusing her body. It was the curse of being a redhead, everybody would know in a second when she was embarrassed because of her blush.
“I take it the tattoo is new?” He stroked over the intricate tree design that encompassed her entire right hip, a branch trailing to the top of the cleft of her ass. The top branch with tender leaves and buds gently reached out and ended at the top of her mound. “This is lovely, Brianna. It looks familiar.”
“It’s the tree of life, Cran Bethadh,” she whispered. She still had a hard time talking about it. Not the tattoo itself, but the image. It meant so much to her. Once again Charlie seemed to know and understand, because he just bent down and kissed the middle of the trunk, from which the branches spread, and then leaned up and gave her a gentle kiss that soon blossomed into so much more.
He was above her, one hand tangled in her hair, while his other hand was pulling her thigh up and out so that his hips were cradled between her legs. She felt him, hot and heavy against her wet core. He must have felt it, too, because he groaned into her mouth, and pulled away. “Baby, I need more.”
“Okay, I’ve never been this ready.” She watched as his cheek creased and his eyes lightened.
“Not that, I have got to taste, I’ve been thinking about how good you were going to taste all night.” He pushed downward, and shoved his shoulders between her thighs. He was so broad that she felt her muscles tremble at being spread so wide, then she felt his thumbs part her labia and all other thoughts flew out of her mind.
“You’re beautiful, such a glistening pink. But your clit is still hiding. Let’s see what we can do about that, shall we?” Nobody had ever talked to her like this during sex, and she lifted up on her elbows to look down at this big man who was talking so bluntly. When she felt him push back the hood of her clit she almost dropped back on the bed, and then she felt him blow hot, moist air.
“Are you for real? You can’t really be talking like this,” she squeaked.
* * * *
Just what kind of men had Brianna been with anyway? He had really expected her to be a little more experienced. Brianna Spencer was a dichotomy. She kissed like a dream, but there was a hesitancy. Then expecting him to just dive into sex, was she kidding? There was so much more to enjoy, and he would have thought she would have known that. What’s more, Charlie had realized early on in his sexual exploits that he had to spend some time getting his partners ready for him, and bring lube.
But all of those thoughts fled as soon as he peeled back the lips of Brianna’s sex and saw the glistening abundance that lay before him. But he realized immediately that as ardent as her kisses had been, his girl still needed a lot more attention before she was totally with him, and he was happy to spend the next hour ensuring she was aroused as he was. Pleasuring Brianna would be a delight.
He looked up and saw her poised on her elbows to watch, and he smiled. He used one of his fin
gers to pull back the hood of her clit and blew on the sensitive nub, and almost laughed at her shocked gasp. Yep, her education was sorely lacking.
“Charlie, what are you doing?” He heard the real question and tremor in her voice.
“I’m enjoying myself, baby. Do you like to watch?”
“Huh?” He blew another stream of warm air along one side of her clit, and then along the other side.
“Do you like to watch? Does that get you off?” He saw more glistening moisture, and he couldn’t stop, so he took a long lick. God, she tasted wonderful, and as his tongue lapped over her burgeoning bud he felt it jerk against him. Oh yeah, now they were getting somewhere. Brianna moaned and he repeated the process again, and again. She kept giving him more moisture, so how could he do anything else but keep licking up her essence. He squeezed her buttocks, and brought her up higher, arching her, then he thrust his tongue into her channel. God, he had to fight to squeeze in.
“Oh, God.” In and out, he pulled out the slick honey, reveling in her essence. “Charlie, it feels so good.” She sounded surprised. He pulled his tongue out of her cunt and looked up to see her clit was now swollen and he no longer needed to pull back the hood. He used his fingers to press against either side to push it up into prominence so that he could torture it with wet licks. Brianna tried to lift up, but he pressed down with his forearms, easily keeping her in place.
“It’s too much.” He peered up at her under his eyelashes and saw that she still was propped up on her elbows, her gaze avid. Obviously it wasn’t enough if she was still upright. He pointed his tongue and started circling her clit, round and round, satisfied when he heard her start to pant and moan. He looked up again, and took note that her nipples stood out like little red pencil erasers, definitely something to explore. Then he took her clit between his lips and sucked while stroking it with his tongue, and she screamed out her pleasure.
Now. Now, it was time to try something new. He made his way upward, smiling. Brianna was flat on her back shivering, eyes closed, her succulent lips parted. But it was her taut nipples that really caught his eye. Her breasts were the perfect size for his hands, and he grasped the swollen flesh, his thumbs caressing her pink tips. Her breathing didn’t change, so he squeezed tighter, and flicked his thumbs harder against her nipples. He was rewarded by a surprised gasp and Brianna arching her back, pressing herself even closer to his hands. Brianna wanted even more and he was happy to oblige. Charlie kept increasing the level of pressure until she began to let out a long, low hum.
“Yes, that feels so good.” He took a reddened tip into his mouth and sucked, loving the sounds she made. He went from one peak to the other. “More, please more.” She was damn near smashing her breasts into his face, and her hips were thrusting up and down. Squeezing one tip with his fingernails, he gently bit down on the other tip and she screamed, literally screamed, and it wasn’t with pain. He continued to lash his tongue against her breast as she finally settled down from her orgasm and he finished part of the multiplication tables. He’d heard about a woman having an orgasm from breast play, but he’d never been a part of it. It was wonderful, but he couldn’t hold out another second.
“Charlie, I didn’t think my breasts were—”
“I know, baby. I have to be inside you now.”
“Oh yes. Please, yes, I need you so much.” She lifted her legs, started to wrap them around him and then stiffened. “Uh…”
“Yeah, we need a few things first.” He kissed her, stroking back her dampened curls from her face, looking into her beautiful green eyes. “Trust me, okay, baby?” When she nodded, he got off the bed, and picked up his suit jacket. She was looking at him with such trust, she was beautiful. She looked like a fertility goddess, her lips were swollen, her breasts were swollen, and as he parted her thighs he saw her chubby, glistening clit and couldn’t resist swooping down and suckling her nub. God, she made the sweetest sounds when she was aroused. Charlie pushed two fingers into her slick depths, loving the hot clutch of her channel. She was going to kill him. But she needed to be eased into this. Slowly he pressed another finger in and twisted, pulling out and then pushing back in until she was moving with him.
He uncapped the lubricant he had brought with him, and liberally applied it to his fingers as he forged back into her hot depths. He began to stretch her even more, watching her face and seeing nothing but a woman flushed with passion. Unable to wait a moment more, he sheathed himself in a condom and placed himself at her entrance. “Brianna, are you with me?”
“Please Charlie. I need this.” She reached out and gripped his biceps, lifting her shoulders up so that she could look down, her eyes avidly watching where they were about to join. As she watched his cock slowly claiming her, he watched her expression. As he pushed forward and gained the first few inches, he saw lines of strain flare outward from her eyes, and he paused, waiting for her to relax. Finally she pushed upward in tiny increments, taking more, then more. When he saw the lines return, he pulled back, and started a rhythm. Gently, in and out, a little more each time, watching her face, seeing her pleasure build, feeling her grip his biceps harder and harder, canting her hips higher, she was a vision. She tried to slam upward, but he wasn’t having it. What was the point of being twice as strong, if he didn’t use it?
“Easy, baby, we’ll get there.”
“Please Charlie, oh please.” She gripped him so tightly, he felt like he would explode. He lowered his head, and breathed in the vanilla, spice and womanly scent that wafted up from her neck, trying to gain control. Finally able to move that final inch, he did, and looked up into her dazed green eyes. She made him feel like a God, he thought, before kissing her. Her body softened, allowing him to ease out, but she was still tight and swollen when he went to push back in. This time he was the one making noise. He rested his head on her chest. Soon they had a rhythm started that Charlie knew was going to kill him. Nothing had ever felt better.
Suddenly he felt her nails digging into his scalp and he looked up. “Deeper, you have to go deeper.” Her green eyes were fierce. He didn’t want to hurt her, but he realized that this woman knew what she wanted. He pressed deeper, bumping against her cervix, and she shuddered. “Perfect, now faster, please faster.” God, could she be any more ideal? Quickening his pace, he watched her, seeing her climbing, feeling the sting of her nails as she screamed out, and then he followed, jetting his release deep inside Brianna.
Chapter 9
She heard the shower running, and, praise be to God, the scent of coffee. She’d vaguely heard an alarm go off. Charlie must have set his phone. He must have done it one of the times he had woken her up during the night. Or it could have been the time she had tackled him, she thought with a grin. She stretched, and realized that there wasn’t a part of her that didn’t ache. She felt wonderful!
Rolling over, she pulled Charlie’s pillow close, so she could breathe in his scent, and when she did, she realized her pillow smelled the same. Oh yeah, they’d shared the same one. Grinning, she walked to her dresser and pulled on a tank top and panties to go to the kitchen. It felt decadent to be almost naked with a man in her apartment. She had never walked around braless, but Charlie loved her breasts, and she wanted to show them off. She rubbed them with her forearms. They were still swollen and felt so sensitive. Laughing, she pulled a mug out of the cupboard.
“What’s so funny, baby?” Charlie pulled her backward, so her ass was cradled against his legs. She could feel him start to harden against her lower back.
“Well now I’m laughing that the monster penis seems to want another go around.”
“Brianna, around you, my cock is always going to want to make love. But I’m interested in what had you laughing when I walked into the kitchen.” She didn’t know why, but the thought of answering him made her embarrassed.
“Baby?” his breath was warm against her ear. “You can tell me.” He traced the line of her jaw with his thumb, and just like that she knew she could tell
him.
“I was laughing that my breasts were so sensitive. I just never thought that would happen. I like the sensation.” His hands stroked downward, and cupped her.
“Yeah.” Those big hands. “Now stop. I need my caffeine, and don’t you have to be somewhere?”
“I still haven’t had a chance to explore your tattoo,” he said as he traced the parts that showed between her shirt and panties. Just the feel of his fingers made her shiver. “I want to see you tonight after I get off my shift.”
“I have to spend time with my family tonight.”
“Okay, tomorrow night.” His thumb snuck up and started to circle her belly button, and she felt herself melting back against him.
“Just so we’re clear, I’m eventually going to leave, Charlie.” His thumb paused its stroking, and then started up again.
“Word on the street was that you were moving here.”
“Yeah, that’s what a lot of the family is pushing me to do.” She set the mug down on the counter, and reached for the coffee, shrugging out of his clasp. After she filled her cup, she turned and leaned against the counter. He was freshly showered, wearing his slacks and his unbuttoned dress shirt. She really wanted to slide it off him. It took her a moment to remember what they were talking about.
“I agreed to stay three months. It’s been a long time since I’ve seen everyone, and Olivia isn’t going to be back for six weeks, so I have to spend time with her. What’s more I really want to get to know Josie, and who can resist baby Lissa?” She thought she saw a look in Charlie’s eye, but it was quickly masked.
“Well then, let’s enjoy ourselves while we can. Is there any harm in that?”
“Absolutely not. I would love to spend more time with you.” She grinned up at him. “In and out of bed.” He gave her a slow smile.
“It’s good to know that my monster penis isn’t my only draw.” She let out a laugh. God this man could make her laugh.
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