Charly comes over to me, pressing her hands to my chest. “I think it’s nice that she’s got someone. And she’s not on Tinder any more now that she has Ed.”
“Semantics,” I sigh.
“Your protectiveness over your gran is looking really attractive to me right now.”
“You always look attractive to me.” I take her face in my hands. “You’re beautiful,” I tell her.
Then, I do what I’ve wanted to do all night. I kiss her red lips.
One hand pushes into her hair, and the other slides down her back to her ass, pulling her toward me.
“Let me get out of this dress,” she whispers against my mouth.
“That was kind of the plan. Not that you don’t look gorgeous in that dress, but I’ve been looking forward to seeing it on my bedroom floor all day.”
She laughs softly and eases back from me. “Five minutes,” she says.
“Four, and it’s a deal.”
“Four.” She smiles, kisses me one more time, and disappears off into the bathroom.
I undress, stripping all my clothes off. I switch off the light and climb into bed to wait for her. I sit with my back against the headboard and rest my eyes.
It was a long day but a good day. I realize that I’m the only one left of my siblings who is not married and doesn’t have kids.
I think about that for a moment. What would it be like to be married and have kids? What would it be like with Charly?
I reckon it would be awesome.
And, apparently, I’ve turned into a chick, thinking about kids and marriage with the woman I’ve barely known two months.
I hear the bathroom door click open, and I open my eyes to see Charly standing in the doorway. The light from the bathroom spills out into the bedroom, shining around her.
She looks like an angel.
A purely hot-as-fuck angel that I’m going to dirty right up.
She’s wearing a white sheer lace tunic-style slip that falls off her shoulders. It barely skims the tops of her thighs, showing off those gorgeous long legs of hers. Beneath it, she’s wearing white lace panties that I plan on tearing off with my teeth. And I know for a fact that she’s not wearing a bra because I can see her nipples through the fabric.
I’m instantly as hard as a rock.
I sit up on my knees. “Come here,” I tell her.
She pads across the room, her breasts bouncing gently. I can’t wait to get my hands and mouth on them.
Reaching the bed, she climbs onto her knees and meets me in the middle of the bed.
“Hi,” she whispers.
“Hi yourself.” I reach out and stroke my fingers over her bare shoulder before moving them down to her chest. I run my fingertips over the tops of her breasts through the soft fabric.
“You like?” she asks quietly.
“I like.”
I circle her nipple with my finger. It hardens against my touch. Her breathing starts to change. I move my hand lower, smoothing my palm over her stomach. I cup her over her panties.
She’s soaking wet.
“You’re ready for me,” I groan.
“I’m always ready for you.”
I push her panties aside and slip a finger inside her.
“Ah,” she moans, throwing her head back.
My mouth finds her neck, and I lick a path upward. She lowers her head, bringing her mouth to mine, and she kisses me, deep and wet. Her hands clutch my hair as I fuck her with my finger, palming her with my hand, but I can’t get proper access to her clit, as these fucking panties are in the way.
“Are the panties new?” I ask.
“Yes.”
“I’ll buy you a new pair.” Then, I tear them from her body.
“Oh God.” She shivers.
I don’t miss a beat. I keep fucking her with my finger, my palm now pressing against her clit.
She grinds down onto my hand. “Yes, Vaughn, yes,” she moans.
Her hand reaches out, taking my cock in it.
I hiss at the feel of her touching me. It always feels incredible when Charly touches me, each time seeming to get better.
She starts jacking me off. I push another finger inside her. She parts her legs wider, giving me more access. She’s absolutely soaking wet.
“I want you on my mouth,” I tell her. “Climb on my face, baby.”
I lie on my back, expecting her to crawl up, but instead, she turns around and straddles my body.
“Sixty-nine?” I say.
She grins back at me in answer.
“God, you’re so fucking hot.” I grab her ass and pull her toward my mouth. Lifting my head a little, I lick a path from her hole to her clit and then back again.
I plunge my tongue inside her at the exact same moment that she puts my cock in her mouth.
It’s like fucking heaven. Her sweet pussy in my mouth and her mouth on my cock. She sucks me hard, just like I like, jacking me with her hand as well, but then she moves her hand away and takes more of me in…nearly all of me in, deep-throating me.
“Jesus, fuck,” I groan, my eyes rolling back in my head.
I lick and tease her clit while she sucks me like a porn star.
Fuck, life is good.
I feel her legs start to tense around me, and I know she’s close.
“Come for me, baby,” I tell her.
She moans around my cock and starts to move against my tongue, grinding on my face. I grip ahold of her ass, licking her hard.
My cock falls from her mouth. “God, Vaughn…I’m gonna…I’m coming!” she cries, her trembling legs locking around my head as she comes against my mouth.
I keep licking her because I can’t stop. I can’t get enough of her.
She sags against me. “I don’t think I can again.”
“You can.” I lift her off me, putting her beside me on the bed. “I want this off.” I tug on her slip. “And then you on your back.”
I’m a bossy fuck.
But she obeys immediately.
She’s naked and waiting for me, and I am one lucky bastard.
I spread her lips open with my fingers and put my mouth back on her pussy. She moans loudly, her hips coming up off the bed. I hold her down with my hands on her thighs, and then I start fucking her with my tongue again.
I reach up, grabbing her tit in my hand. I tease her nipple between my thumb and forefinger. My other hand pushes two fingers inside her.
She’s moaning and writhing and panting beneath me, and I’m so hard, I could cut glass. My hips are pressed against the bed, trying to find some relief. I need to come so badly, but it’s more important that I get her off again. Getting Charly off is what turns me on the most.
“God, Vaughn!” she screams, coming without warning.
I ride through the orgasm with her, licking up everything she gives to me.
She sinks into the bed, her body looking relaxed, but I’m not giving her a reprieve. I need inside her tight body more than I need my next breath.
“On your knees. Now,” I command.
Her eyes open, looking at me. They’re heavy with desire.
She pushes up to a sitting position. Then, she takes hold of my face with both her hands and kisses me hard, pushing her tongue into my mouth. Then, she lets go and turns away, getting on her hands and knees, giving me her ass.
She looks fucking perfect.
I reach for my nightstand to get a condom. I never had them in my house until Charly. I never needed them here until her.
“Wait,” she says just as I’ve gotten one from the box, staring back at me.
Wait? Is that even a word?
I look at her, confused. She moves across the bed to me.
Her hand curls around mine that has got the condom in it.
“I want to feel you inside me,” she says.
“That was the plan all along.” I grin.
“Bare,” she whispers.
Oh.
“You don’t have to if you don’t wa
nt to, but I wanted you to know that I want to, in case you wanted to, too.”
“That was quite a run-on sentence.” I smile.
She laughs softly.
“I’ve never before,” I tell her. And it’s the truth; I haven’t.
“I’m on the pill, and I’m clean. I’ve never slept with a guy without a condom before either. But I want to with you. There’s no pressure. I just wanted you to know the option’s there if you want it. I trust you, Vaughn.”
I love you.
The words are right there on the tip of my tongue.
She’s so fucking amazing.
And I want her so badly. I want to feel her.
“I trust you, too.” I toss the condom aside and kiss her.
I lower her back, lying between her legs. She brings them up around my hips. My cock is pressed up against her pussy, hot and bare.
And I can’t wait a moment longer.
I break away from her lips. “You’re sure?” I check.
“I’m sure. Are you?”
I answer that by pushing inside her.
“Jesus, Charly,” I groan, closing my eyes to the feel of her around my cock, hot and snug and so fucking wet.
“I know,” she says, her hands sliding into my hair.
“You feel incredible.” Lights are dancing behind my eyes. I’ve never felt anything like her before.
She tugs me down to her mouth and kisses me. I push my tongue into her mouth, taking control of the kiss.
Then, I very slowly pull my cock out of her, drawing out the sensation. When I reach the tip, I ease back in up to the hilt.
“This feels…I’ve never…not with anyone…God, Charly, you feel like fucking heaven.”
Her hand comes up to my face, her fingers dusting over my lips. I catch hold of her middle finger and suck it into my mouth.
I watch as her pupils dilate.
She pulls her finger from my mouth and traces a wet path between her breasts. My cock swells.
I pull back out again and reach my hand between us, taking hold of my dick, and I move him up and down her slit, wet and slippery. I tease her clit with the head of my cock.
“Vaughn.” Her back arches off the bed, her fingers gripping ahold of the bed cover. She fixes me with a stare. “I need you to fuck me.”
Moving my hand away, I slam back inside her.
“Yes!” she cries.
I take her mouth with mine and start to fuck her slow.
Only it doesn’t feel like fucking anymore. It feels like I’m making love to her.
I want to take my time with her because I want this to last. I want to stay here, inside her, for the rest of my life.
Her legs wrap around my back, the heels of her feet digging into me. “Harder, Vaughn. Faster,” she moans.
“Impatient.” I smile against her mouth.
But, in the end, I give her what she wants. I can’t seem to say no to her.
I pull all the way out and thrust back in hard.
“Yes! Again,” she cries.
So, I do it again.
I give her more. I give her all of me.
I make love to her in a mixture of hard and fast, slow and gentle until we finally come together, falling apart in each other’s arms.
I lie there, breathing heavily against her neck. I lift my head and brush my mouth over hers. “I don’t want to move.”
“So, don’t.” She brushes her fingers through my hair. “We can clean up later.”
But we don’t clean up. We fall asleep there together, wrapped up in each other.
Chapter 35
Charly
“You got everything?” Vaughn asks me as he puts our bags in the trunk of his car.
“Yep.”
It’s time to head back to Vegas. We’re driving over to Vaughn’s parents’, and then his dad is going to drive us to the airport and bring Vaughn’s car back.
I’m really sad to be leaving. I’ve had the best time here with him. I don’t want it to be over.
“Here’s your cell,” he says, handing it to me.
God, my cell.
I can’t believe I haven’t used it all weekend. I didn’t even come out to the car to check my messages. I was too busy having fun with Vaughn and his family. Three days without it, and I survived. And I didn’t even miss it. Go figure. I didn’t even miss watching TV. They have a TV at his mom and dad’s house, and it was on during the times we went over there, but I didn’t even bother watching it.
I enjoyed the quiet at Vaughn’s. The disconnection to the outside world. Maybe I should do it more often.
Part of me doesn’t even want to go back to the real world yet. But I guess I have to sometime.
I press the button to wake my cell up, but the screen stays black. I push it again, and I get the red battery sign.
“My phone’s dead,” I tell him.
“Yeah, mine is, too.” Vaughn chuckles, looking down at his. “That always happens when I come here. Leave it turned on in my car, and the battery just drains. You can charge it in the car if you want. I have a charger in there for occasions such as this.”
I smile at him and then drop my phone in my bag. “No, I’m good. I’ll wait till I get back to Vegas. Charge it up there.”
“You sure?” he checks. “I know how much you love it.”
“Not as much as I’ve loved being here.”
He stares at me for a moment and then comes over, resting his arms over my shoulders. I tip my head back, looking up at him.
“I’ve loved having you here,” he tells me.
I smile, my heart doubling in size.
“And I’m not going to charge my phone either.”
“No?”
“No. I’m not ready for this weekend to be over.” His eyes smile at me.
My insides light up. “Me neither.” I lift up on my toes and softly kiss his lips. “Let’s drag it out for as long as we can.”
“Forever?” he says.
I touch my hand to his face. “If only.”
He presses a kiss to the palm of my hand. “We’d best get moving. We’ve got that flight to catch.”
We get in the car, and Vaughn drives us over to his parents’. His dad is already outside, waiting on us.
“They’re here,” he calls out.
Every member of Vaughn’s family piles out of the house to see us off.
“You’re coming back once the movie’s wrapped?” Vaughn’s mom asks him.
“Yeah. I’ll be back soon.”
She hugs him and then comes over to me. “It was so lovely to meet you, Charly.”
“You, too. Thank you for making me feel so welcome.”
She hugs me. “I hope to see you again.”
“You will,” Vaughn says, smiling over at us.
“Guess I’ll see you soon then.”
His mom smiles and winks at me, and I laugh.
“I’m taking bets on how long it is before he asks her to move in with him,” Meg announces.
“I’ll put twenty on a month,” Gran says.
“I’ll take two months, babe,” Vic says to his wife.
“For fuck’s sake!” Vaughn grumbles.
“Vaughn! Delicate ears!” Sasha’s hands go over Nora’s ears.
“Too late, Mama. I already heard Uncle Vaughn say the naughty word.”
“Fuck’s sake!” George mimics.
“George!” Meg covers her hand with her mouth. Then, she narrows her eyes at Vaughn as she reaches over and punches him in the arm.
“Hey! No need for violence.”
“If he goes to school saying that, I’m telling his teacher where he learned it.”
“Sorry.” He laughs, rubbing his arm.
We continue saying our good-byes to everyone.
I feel like I’m in an episode of The Brady Bunch, receiving hugs left, right, and center. But in no way am I complaining.
I actually enjoy each and every hug I receive. Weird. Must be Vaughn rubbing off on me
. He’s a huggy guy.
Then, we’re done, and it’s time to go.
I climb in the backseat, and Vaughn hops in beside me.
Vaughn’s dad gets in the driver’s seat and turns the engine on. “Ready to go, kids?”
Vaughn takes hold of my hand, linking our fingers. I look at him, and he smiles at me.
“Yeah, we’re ready,” he tells his dad.
His dad puts the car in drive, and I wave to Vaughn’s family as we go, as they’re all waving us off.
The farther away we get, the more I start to feel this weird tugging in my chest.
It takes me a moment, but then I realize that tugging in my chest is because I don’t want to leave here. Or them.
It’s not only Vaughn that I’ve loved being here with, but his family, too.
Not only have I fallen in love with him, but I’ve fallen in love with them, too.
And I want this with Vaughn. I don’t mean a family…well, maybe in time, but I want this, what we have right now, and more.
I want to share his life and share mine with him. I want us to live in each other’s worlds and make our own world together.
I don’t want to hide anymore.
I want everyone to know that we’re together.
Not because he’s Vaughn West, movie star. But because I’m crazy in love with him.
I’m in love with the Vaughn West who takes care of me and calls me Pins and makes me laugh and drives me crazy and fucks me like no man has ever done before.
I want to tell him that I’m in love with him.
But none of that can happen until he knows the truth.
He has a right to know. I should have told him weeks ago when I realized things were getting serious between us instead of hiding like a coward.
When we get back to Vegas, I’m going to put my big-girl panties on and sit him down, so I can tell him everything. And then I’m going to pray to God that he understands why I have kept it from him for so long.
Chapter 36
Vaughn
“Jack’s been trying to get ahold of you,” Aiden says, taking the bags from me and putting them in the trunk of the blacked-out Mercedes he’s picked us up at the airport in.
“Hey, Aiden.” Charly smiles at him as she climbs in the back of the car.
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