by Dee Ellis
“There is no comparison, Charli. I don’t even need to have you to know that without a doubt. What you do to me,” I took a shuddering breath as I smiled at her, loving the smile she gave me back, “has absolutely no fucking comparison. Never felt anything like I have since the moment I looked at you. It felt like...like I knew you already but forgot it somehow. Like you found me because you were waiting too; maybe without even realizing it. I feel it in my bones like it was always a part of me. It scares me because....if I fuck this up or push you too fast or too hard...I won’t know what to do with myself.” It was too much too soon, I knew it.
Charli peered up at me in the dim light of her living room, letting me hold her loosely about the waist and I waited for it. For the fear to consume her and those shields to go up piece by piece. One corner of her full mouth twitched and I knew she was biting back a smile. I hated that she kept them from me, but knew in time they’d all be mine.
Her gray eyes searched my face. Just when I thought I was in the clear, her nose turned up as her face darkened with a frown. Hitching more to the side, her backside slipping off my legs and her legs shoving at my knees, she looked to be considering her words. As I watched, Charli became shy before my eyes before she spoke, her words said to the air between us.
“Ask me. Ask me my truth...same question.” Well fuck I did not want to know this, but I knew she needed me to.
“How long, Charli?” Though I was quick to obey I kind of hoped she ignored it. Or lied or anything but tell me the last time another man had touched her.
“Got you beat,” My brow hitched up because I didn’t know if she meant more recent, and that might kill me, “four years. No...four years and eight months. Do you want my truth behind that?” Charli bit at her bottom lip and I slid my arm over her legs and hauled her close again.
“You want me to know it?” I was a bastard because I could not be more pleased about her revelation.
“I do...later. Does it...bother you? I mean...I don’t exactly have a stacked resume as far as men are concerned, Cage.” Was she crazy?
“No, baby it does not bother me. One or one hundred,” We shared a look and she made a face before I cleared my throat, “well...I mean that might be taking it too far. I just mean...I doubt very much you can change my mind about you, Sugar. My mind and clearly all the rest of me, is made up.” Charli smiled widely and Jesus fucking Christ, it was beautiful.
For a moment, she watched me in the darkness and something passed between us. Like an agreement that this thing was indeed going to happen. Whether we wanted, or were ready, for it or not. Ready or not I sure as fuck wanted it. I meant what I said; I had been waiting for her even though I fucked up the wait a little in the meantime. I knew that conversation was going to be tough when it came.
It wasn’t going to be tonight though. Something flashed in her beautiful eyes and Charli was moving. Taking control of the situation, she climbed back over my lap, pinning me to the corner of the wide sectional.
“Cage,” As her hands cupped the back of my neck, her hips dropped her sex right over my pulsing erection, “....you know more than I do, I can basically promise you as much. I know what I want right now.” Charli couldn’t seem to fit her curves close enough to please her; frankly, I wanted to forget where I ended and she started.
“Tell me what you want, baby.” At my hip, I felt my phone go off and knew it was Finn. Too fucking bad.
“Don’t you laugh at me,” Her plump lips curved in a sexy smile before she bit it back, “back home under fire works or stars or out on the river, all I ever wanted to do was feel something. Kiss someone who made it worth it and touch them and let them touch me.” All the above sounded like heaven.
“Come here,” I ordered, surprised when she obeyed quickly, “I promise you I’ll make it worth it. Let me touch you tonight. Let me kiss you until you tell me to stop. Let me have you; however you want me to tonight. I promise you won’t want anyone else to ever touch you again, you won’t want to touch anyone else after me.” Charli’s eyes fluttered as she fell against my chest, fingers threading in my hair and tugging. Hard.
“Good with the pretty words, baby,” Fuck I loved when she called me that, when she said it so low it burned in my gut, “touch me, Cage.” All I needed to hear.
Before I let her back out or realize I wasn’t worthy of being the one to taste her and touch her, I did just that. My mouth covered hers and I groaned because she tasted so sweet and sinful at the same time. Like an angel who would dirty every part of me and leave me aching from it. I didn’t care. I just needed the taste of her, the heat of her sweet mouth and the tangle of her tongue with mine.
When I kissed her, the seam of her full lips opening sweetly, I never wanted to stop. I liked kissing okay, but I always thought it overrated. Until that first night on the front porch when she thoroughly kissed me until I was certain I had never really kissed before.
Oh I started the kiss, but Charli finished it for me. How I had sent her back inside that night and walked the ten blocks to the station without coming was a fucking miracle.
Kissing her was like coming home at the same time it was like exploring another world I had only ever heard of. I tugged at her full bottom lip with my teeth and her moan made my cock twitch. Then she moaned again, her hips rocking her pussy against my jeans. Another moan came but that was from me. I could feel her heat through my jeans and the folds of her skirt.
I needed to touch her, we both needed it. Kissing her felt fucking magical right now though. Her fingers yanked at my hair, urging me closer as her mouth deepened the kiss. Opened and gave to me, and I took like a greedy fuck because for her, I was. Charli was breathing fast, her full breasts pressing against my chest and then one of her hands shoved between us.
“Off. Take it off.” My brow furrowed because her voice was thick with lust but then I reached behind me and tore my shirt off.
“Mmm, baby I want to feel you,” I crooked one finger and tugged once at her top to bare her to me, “Jesus fuck you’re beautiful, Sugar. So fucking beautiful.” And she was.
Bare shoulders, creamy and smooth, still damp with a few marks from my mouth earlier, shone in the dim light of the moon that poured over us. Charli’s breasts were full and perfectly round, with the prettiest pink nipples I had ever seen. Touching them earlier had been almost enough to make me go off. I wasn’t done with them yet.
For a moment I just stared at her, watching her flush in the darkness. I realized suddenly the house was dark, save for an exposed bulb hanging in the kitchen. Charli’s music still filled the quiet spaces. Watching her eyes as I moved, her hands lacing tighter in my hair, I dipped forward.
“Ooh. Cage.” My mouth closed over a pert nipple, Charli crying out and making my cock ache.
“Tell me, baby. I need to know,” I urged her to stop me if I pushed her, but her back arched and her hands held me to her tits, “you like this baby?” I knew she did when she whimpered as my hand lifted to the other breast, rolling and tugging at the nipple.
“Yes. Yes. Oh...Cage. Oh,” Now her hips were rolling in a constant rhythm and her pussy was so hot and wet, I could smell her need in the air, “touch me, please.” My teeth tugged and her hips bucked hard and I groaned because she was hitting my cock just right.
“Sugar, I’m going to make you feel good,” My mouth moved to the other breast as my hand slid beneath her ass, “you feel that? You feel how hard my cock is just thinking about you feeling good? Turns me the fuck on. I been thinking about making you come since that first day. Keep moving, baby. Use me just like that.” At that, Charli cried my name out, long and loud and I growled, my hands bringing her roughly against my dick.
“No. I want you to touch me," Her head dipped back as my tongue pulled and swirled at her nipple," Jesus, Cage. Please. Touch me.”
“Tell me, Sugar. You want me to make you come with my fingers? I want to taste your pussy too,” Her breath gasped out, her hips thrashing, “tell me what you want first, baby.�
� Tearing my mouth from her tits, I looked up as both my hands found her hips beneath her skirt.
Charli was flushed, her eyes wild and needy and fuck if it wasn’t the most beautiful thing I’d ever seen. Charli watched me back as she slowly rocked her hips against me, leaning forward to drag her tits over my bare chest. Then her mouth was at my neck and she was mumbling, still moving.
When her teeth sank into my neck, a growl ripped through my chest and my hands took control of her hips. Working her up and down the seam of my jeans, where my pulsing dick was begging to be inside her. Charli just gave me those sounds I had dreamt of, letting me take control. My hands were all over her, digging into her plump ass, smoothing over her thick thighs, thumbs hooking in her lacy panties.
“Yes,” Her hot words were at my ear, and then her tongue and my hips bucked into her, “yes, touch me now. I need you to touch me. Make me come, Cage.”
“Fuck,” I ripped her panties, ruining them, “yes, baby. Look at me when I touch you baby. Keep those eyes on me, Sugar.” I wanted to see her pleasure. I needed it.
Slowly, which was how I wanted to do everything with her right now, I passed my fingers over her swollen pussy. Jesus fuck. Naked except for a neatly trimmed patch, she was soaked. I let the backs of my knuckles sweep over her bundle of nerves and her eyes fluttered, hips bucking.
All I wanted was to make her come, hard, while she looked into my eyes. Knew that no one else would ever touch her like that again. Once I touched her pussy, she was mine. My thumb spread her open, circling her hard, swollen clit.
“Fuck baby you’re so wet. Tell me it’s for me.” I knew it was, but fuck if I didn’t want to her hear husky voice say it.
“Yes, Cage. It’s for you...you make me so crazy; the way you smell, the way you look at me....you touch me like you own me.”
“Because I do,” I growled, pressing hard at her clit, “let me show you why.”
Watching her eyes, I slid one long finger between her hot center, spreading her to me more. Back and forth I stroked her, never looking away from her face. Charli never looked away either, though she did gasp and buck her hips. Which was driving me crazy because I just had to shift and I could sink inside. Her pussy was so wet and warm and fuck I wanted to.
Not tonight. I wanted her to know I did own her, because only I could make her feel this way. Charli cried out long and low when I sunk a finger inside her, my breath catching as her tight pussy closed hungrily around me.
“Oh fuck, baby,” I watched her eyes flutter, “look at me. Don’t you look away from me while I’m inside you. Fuck your pussy is so tight. I’m going to bury myself deep in that pussy soon, baby. Tonight though, this is all you get. Do you like this baby? Oh shit, yes you do,” Her hips bucked when I added another finger, “just like that, baby.” I pumped my fingers slow, my thumb flipping just enough to press at her clit, rubbing back and forth slowly.
“Oh...Oh god, Cage,” Falling hard against my chest, she kept her eyes on mine but took my mouth, “yes...yes...oh god. That’s...yes. Please...”
“Ah, ah baby, no begging. Not tonight.” Her mouth shut me up, her teeth nipping at my lip.
As I pumped slow and deep, her pussy pulsed and vibrated around my fingers, sucking me in harder and harder. My dick ached to get lost inside her, but I would deal with him later. Charli moved against my bare chest, dragging her swollen nipples and driving me crazy.
Charli’s breath was hot at my mouth as she panted, biting again and again at my bottom lip as I fucked her with my hand. She was so hot, so greedy for my touch and I knew I’d never get enough of this.
Watching her as she gave herself over to me like this was almost as good as fucking her. Well, I doubted that, but I thought it might be a close second. My head dipped, sucking at her nipples again as she rode my hand. Charli moaned and said my name again and again, my thumb pressing harder at her clit every time she did.
I pumped my fingers, curling them to hit that sweet spot that I knew would make her come undone for me. Again I felt my pocket vibrate and knew I had little time left with her, so I pumped faster.
“Just...oh Cage, Jesus,” Her fingers clawed at my back, her hips rocking, “just like that. Oh...Jesus it’s so good, Cage. Don’t stop...I’m so...oh god.”
“That’s it, baby. Look at me, I know you’re close. Look at me, baby. I want to see your eyes when you come for me. Fuck, you’re beautiful. Don’t you look away; I want you to watch me when you come around my fingers. Let it go, baby. Charli, come for me, Sugar.” My mouth popped off her nipple as she tightened all around me.
“Cage!” Charli pulsed as I worked to pump my fingers into her tight pussy, tightening more with her orgasm.
“Fuck, yes, come for me. Say my name again, baby. Say it.” My thumb worked mercilessly at her clit and she came again, obeying.
“Oh god, Cage! Oh!” Collapsing against me, her mouth covered mine as she kissed me hungrily, savagely.
I crossed one arm about her back, pinning her to me as she settled from her orgasm. My arm was between us still, my fingers still inside her, not wanting to leave. Tiny tremors still shook her walls as she whimpered and shuddered against me.
Finally, I slid my fingers out gently, coated with her juices. I had to know. Charli lifted to watch as I brought my fingers to my mouth. Her face flushed when I sucked long and slow, my cock leaping as her scent and flavor imprinted itself on me. Fuck, she was as sweet as I thought she would be.
“Jesus, fuck you taste good baby. I can’t wait to have that sweet pussy in my mouth.” Charli moaned and then she was kissing me, and I knew she could taste herself and fuck that was hot.
“Cage,” She whispered between kisses that were not helping my aching cock, “how long do I have you? I felt your phone go off.” I clutched her to me and shook my head.
“I need to get back to the station, I ditched my rounds. I can call and tell Finn to fuck off, though. I sure as fuck don’t want to leave you like this.” Charli lifted and I waited for her to shut down.
“Cage,” Her hips settled against me, then she shocked me, “you aren’t going anywhere yet.” Then her hands were at my jeans, and I groaned, trying to stop her.
“Baby, no,” I didn’t put up much of a fight, if I was being honest, “I said I was proving I own you tonight. We both know you own me.” We both stopped because that was not what I meant to say, but she pressed against me.
“Pretty words, Cage Cooper. Now...one thing I do know about sex, baby. We both get off or it’s not sex. Besides, you aren’t the only who’s been dreaming about watching someone come, baby.” Well, fuck if that didn’t break my resolve.
“Oh fuck, baby. I mean it, fuuuuck,” The word was long and drawn out because her hands were on my cock and I couldn’t think, “shit, Sugar.”
Charli smirked at me, shifting to straddle me as both her hands wrapped around my hard cock. Perfection existed, because I found her and she was stroking my cock, urging me to come for her.
My eyes went heavy as I watched her take pleasure in touching me, her hands feeling like silk. Charli pressed close, dragging those perfect tits against my skin. Then her mouth was at my ear, her hand stroking me teenager, then she spoke.
“Cage, I need to see you. Then I want to do something for you.”
“Charli,” I sobered, hand tangling in her hair before I kissed her, then tore my mouth away, “I want to bury myself so deep inside you right now. I don’t know...” Charli hushed me with a sweet kiss at my lips.
“Shut up,” Then her hands fell away as she gathered her long skirt around her hips, “let me make you feel good too, Cage.”
What I had not considered was that her seeing me meant I got to see her. The hem of her skirt was bunched in her hands and her pussy was bare to me. Jesus Fuck! It was beautiful, pink and wet from me making her come.
It took all I had not to lift her to my mouth and devour her. Charli sat back on my knees for a moment, licking her lips as she stared at my cock. I
t was out now, my jeans shoved down just enough to let him free. The way she was looking at it made it jerk and swell. Like she wanted to taste it as bad as I wanted to taste her. Then she touched me, her eyes on me as her fingers wrapped around me.
“Hmm it’s beautiful,” Her thumb slid over the head, swiping at my precum and she moaned, “Big and thick and beautiful. Let me do something for you.” How could I argue with that sweet plea?
“Do whatever you want, baby. Just don’t ever stop touching me. Your hands feel...oh fuck!” I mashed down my jaw because her other hand found my balls and cupped and I thought I might get the best handy ever.
“Mmm, I want to make you come too. Look at me, Cage.” I obeyed, though I couldn’t see quite straight because she was stroking me.
“Yeah, baby.” My breathing lifted her away from me because she pressed close again.
“Oh Jesus, fuck baby. What...what oh...fuuck.” Charli was some kind of witch because she was weaving some kind of magic on my cock.
Bringing her hips against mine again, she kissed me long and hard, teeth and tongue and we both were whimpering. Then her hips dropped, her hands fell away and her wet pussy was sliding against my cock. My fingers dug into her hips as Charli began rocking her hips, letting my hardness slip between her soft wetness. Spreading her but not entering her.
Back and forth, slow drags of her still pulsing heat against my aching cock. My head fell back into the couch as I watched her fuck me without fucking me through hooded eyes. It was the hottest fucking thing I had ever done.
“Charli, shit baby,” I watched my cock slip in and out of her pink folds, “that’s the hottest shit I’ve ever seen. Fuck you’re so wet. Are you gonna come with me again? Use my cock to make that pussy come for me again, baby.”
“Cage,” One hand drug down my chest, the others nails digging into my shoulder for leverage, “it’s so hard, it feels so good against me. I want to come all over you.”
“Fuuck, baby,” I wanted the same thing, thought about maybe asking if I might come on her tits sometime, “you’re so fucking hot. For me, that pussy is hot for me. That pussy is mine, baby. Fuck it feels so good. I can’t wait to be inside it. Jesus, fuck Sugar.” I was so close, heat coiling in my belly as pleasure ripped up my spine.
