by Dee Ellis
“Fuck! Cage, baby.... oh god. Yes....oh.... Cage.” Charli came long and hard, her tight pussy closing around my fingers, sucking greedily.
“Shit, yeah baby. Come for me.” My cock was aching and I wanted nothing more than to let my zipper down and sink inside her tight, wet heat.
I wouldn’t fuck her for the first time here, though. I wanted to take my time and taste every inch of her, let her taste me and know nothing could stop us. We were lucky to have gotten twenty minutes alone here. Charli deserved a bed and romance and me to please her all night. Which is exactly what the fuck I was going to do.
Once more I lapped at her sweet pussy, sucking at her come and groaning because it tasted so fucking good. Charli was flushed and trembling as I fixed her skirt and drug her ass to the edge of the table. Instantly she lifted her legs at my hips and hooked her arms around me and let me hold her.
I loved touching her and tasting her and seeing her bare and making her come. I was certain I was already insatiable for her pussy. What I loved more was her letting me do it, letting me have her, both of us knowing no one else had her this way.
The man in her life before me hadn’t made her come. He hadn’t seen her the way she looked when she was like this. If I had my way, no other man would get to see it either. No fucking way. Charli was wild and sexy and so fucking beautiful when she was pleasured. I wasn’t about to let someone else experience her. If I had to bury my face between her legs every day, then so be it. I craved these moments after when she was so soft and warm and open to me.
“Cage,” Her mouth was at my ear, kissing and biting as she whispered, “you know I’ve had six orgasms because of you, in as many days.” My brow quirked because I remember only five of them.
“Six. Was I not present for the sixth one?” Charli laughed and nodded.
“Oh you were present, trust me,” Leaning away, letting her arms loosen on my shoulders, she was lit up and beautiful, “the night you kissed me. I barely got inside before....” My eyes widened and she looked embarrassed.
“Don’t lie to me. Look at me,” My fingers gripped her jaw, “you came when we kissed that first time?” Fuck it almost made me come.
“Mmm,” She rubbed herself against me and I growled, “I did. Then I tried to do it again because it was amazing. It wasn’t the same.”
“So then I made you come, how many times,” I tipped my head as my hands slid beneath her bottom, “twice with my fingers, once with my cock. Today with my fingers, now with my mouth. Once with nothing.” Charli giggled and rolled her eyes, shoving me away and clearing her throat.
“That doesn’t count. How many times have you come for me?” Well shit.
“Hmm, I’ve thought of you every morning in the shower, so....at least that many. Helps me come quick to think about this,” I trailed my fingers over her swollen mouth, “mouth around my cock. Or this.” Swiping my fingers over her soaked pussy, I watched her gasp before I buried my face in her neck.
“Cage....” My teeth and lips were at her skin again, my hands moving to cup her tits through her sweater.
“Charli,” My thumbs swiped over her nipples and she gasped again, “fuck I need to go. My shift started like half an hour ago. Can I see you tonight? Like...it might be late. I can wait...” Charli shoved at my chest gently, pressing her forehead to mine.
“Cage...yes, please. I want to see you too. I don’t care what time it is. We better go, before Sara sends a search party.” She was right and I knew it but I wasn’t ready to go.
“I know. Shit. I hate this part. Come here,” My hands lifted to cup her jaw, “fuck you are so beautiful. Takes my breath away, Sugar. Give me some Sugar so I can go. Even though I can still taste you on my tongue.” Charli turned pink but tipped her head back, accepting my kiss.
It was sweet and full of everything we couldn’t say yet and fuck it made it harder to go. The only thing that made me able to go was knowing it was just the start. So one more kiss later, I turned and left before I couldn’t leave her at all.
Before I did, I dropped another book with Lola, with another note. This time, I put my number on the bottom and hoped I might hear from her before the night was over. Talking to her would certainly make my night go faster. Then again, it was a Friday night so I might not even have time to talk.
When I made it to the station house, Finn was the only one who noticed I was forty-five minutes late. Mostly because he was full of probing questions. I refused to answer any of them, of course. Charli was something I wasn’t ready to share yet. That woman was mine and mine alone and I was greedy as fuck with her.
I knew eventually I’d have to answer questions. To Finn and Sara and of course my sisters and parents. In fact, I was looking forward to bringing her home as my girl. Gwen would lose her shit. I knew without a doubt my mom would adore Charli.
I also knew I had to take it slow. Didn’t matter that she said she was mine, and I knew it in my bones. Charli had ghosts I still had to battle and I knew her family was some of them. I wasn’t about to shove my family down her throat when things with hers weren’t exactly crimson and clover at the moment.
For now, I was hoping to start with us. It was enough for now. I didn’t know how long it would be enough because I was fucking stupid over her. I loved her and I knew it, even if it didn’t make sense. I knew it would grow and change and become something different with time.
Right now, I was okay knowing I loved her and she was mine and maybe, she loved me too.
1
Charli
Two hours after Cage gave me the best orgasm of my life and I bared some of my soul to him, my feet had barely touched the ground. Sara knew something was different when I came back flushed and thoroughly pleased. I was embarrassed for about five minutes until I thought about what he said. I was his and he was mine. We said it, and we meant it and I was fucking elated.
I was so crazy about him. It scared me more than anything else had but I didn’t care. I wanted what Cage did to me; not just to my body but I had to guess that was enough if we were weighing skill sets. What Cage did for every part of me is what I craved and I wasn’t giving it up because of fear.
When I got to the reference desk, I had another book waiting for me. Lola was absolutely enamored with Cage, although not in a way that made me want to cut her. Because I kind thought I might have to those first few days.
Lola saw his focus was me; her words not mine. She thought it was the cutest thing since baby pandas. Her words again, not mine. So when she produced a familiar looking book, I didn’t even have to ask where it came from. Halfway through I found another note and just about swooned.
Now I was in the comfort of my office, my notes on the next mentor for next week and even the week after all ready to go. I had put off reading his note long enough. Sinking into the soft leather couch, I curled up and opened the book again.
My fingers traced over his writing and I wondered about the note. When had he written it? Did he sit at work at night and think about me and write me these sweet notes? Why not call me or text me? It was so easy that way and I thought maybe that’s why. Cage didn’t do anything easy. It was sweet and romantic and I think he knew my love of books just meant bonus points for him.
Charli
“Maybe it is our imperfections which make us so perfect for one another”
I feel like that’s perfect. I feel like you are perfect. I told you I was waiting for you but I had no idea I might really find you. Then to find you and you’re so much more than I thought I could ever find. I don’t know all the details, Charli. I know the important ones. I know your laugh hits me like a sledgehammer. I know you care about other people more than yourself; I see it with the kids. I know you have a dream that you sacrificed because you were tied down by obligations. I know you let people take so much of you, you don’t know what’s left.
You should know what you are now is enough for me. That I will help you build back up what others took from you. That I know
we can’t make sense of this, and maybe we don’t need to. My parents met, fell in love and were married within the month. They showed me love can last, even if it changes and they don’t want to see each other some days. Pop looks at Mom like she’s an angel. I don’t know if I look at you like that but I think maybe I do. Because that’s how I feel, Sugar.
Fun facts. I only drink imported beers. Kidding, I drink whatever is on tap. I have this fantasy of getting you wasted and making you tell me what you thought of me the first day we met. I have lots of fantasies about you. Back on track, dick. I did read Pride and I did read this book. I like to watch movies. Anything. I’m really close to my sisters, but my baby sis Gigi especially. Did you meet her? I think Finn might have a thing for her, and I can’t let that happen. I want kids. Two. I want to go to Canada. And Australia.
I am absolutely, obsessively, frighteningly crazy about you, Charli Dixon. Don’t let me push you away because...I don’t think I could take it.
Last night was the hottest, most intense night I ever shared with anyone. I want more, of course, but I’d take a lifetime like last night.
When I look at you....and your eyes go dark and you bite your lip, my chest tightens until it hurts and I can’t see anything else but you. Tell me what that means, baby.
Tomorrow is not the end of me and you, you better know that now. It’s not even the end of me mentoring so don’t get your hopes up. You aren’t getting rid of me, baby. I love these letters because I feel like we can be honest and say real shit. But....I want to talk to you right now and it’s four in the morning and I just came back from a rescue so...I can’t But....my number is here. Just in case you wake up one night without me there and want to talk to me or hear my voice.
Till tomorrow, Sugar.
PS. I want you. All of you. Your flaws. Your mistakes. Your imperfections. I want you, and only you. [Stole it].
I think I actually swooned. Like, out loud, in the privacy of my office. The office that just hours before, Cage had promised to bend me over my desk and fuck me in. I swooned again, my thighs clenching. I loved these notes and how sweet he was and how honest he seemed to be in them.
In just five days, with the notes and the class where he had to share so much about himself, I felt like I knew him. I felt like he knew me, even though I had shared much less. I felt like he said, like he had always known me and was just waiting to find me.
Not someone like me or even similar; me specifically. I never thought that romantic stuff that I read about so often was possible. Cage made me feel like anything was possible, that everything I had read was nothing in comparison to what we could be.
After dragging myself away from his letter to write my own, I thought about what book I wanted him to read next. I decided A Long Way Down was perfect and sat for a while writing another note, sharing more of myself with him. I felt giddy and hopeful like I had never felt before.
When I finished, I headed down stairs and grabbed A Long Way Down and headed to where Sara was chatting with Lola. Sara eyed me knowingly and I knew I turned pink under that look.
Lola just wiggled her brows as I slid the note carefully into the book after she checked it out. Sara wouldn’t bite her tongue, which I was grateful for, so I wasn’t surprise when she spoke up.
“You look different, pet. Five days knowing Cage has made you look woke. I do not see the same ghosts I saw that first day, lass. Just...be careful.” It was too late for careful but she looked like she knew that.
“I’m trying, Sara. Sweet Sara, he calls you,” I moved close to her side, resting my head at her shoulder, “I know why. You love with your whole being. Even after being hurt.” Sara slid an arm about my shoulder and gave a squeeze.
“More so after, lass. Always more after. The Cooper boys are intense men. They rarely take no for an answer so I suppose I was silly to think you stood a chance. I certainly didn’t.” I knew she was talking about Cage’s uncle, Griffin and knew he had been right about them.
“You lost him. You lost someone else,” We were talking quietly now, Lola leaving us be, “how do you...after that again and again, how are you in one piece?” Sara let out her sweet laugh and gave me another squeeze.
“Oh, pet, they made me whole. More whole than I had been before them. I lost pieces of myself when I lost them. But they had given me so much; I was not left empty when I lost them. I miss them and there’s a part of me that will never be whole again. But because I had them, knew their love and their life filled mine so, I would never wish not to feel. Even the pain of losing them means I’m alive and okay.” Tears flooded my eyes and I turned into her, seeking some of her strength.
“I might be crazier about you than I am about Cage Cooper.” We laughed and she hugged me, really hugged me like my mama would and I held on for a long time.
“Well I certainly hope not. I assure you I can do nothing for you that Cage can.” Sara teased when we broke apart, letting out a low whistle and wiggling her ginger brows.
“You are a pervert. A sweet, amazing fairy god mother of a pervert. I adore you, Sara Meyer. I was meant to meet you. I am sure of it.” Sara gave me one more squeeze and then shook her head, her eyes misty too.
“I think so, lass. Now...I have a meeting with Dr. Patel,” She clutched a hand to her chest, “I love a man with a stethoscope. Do you have prep done for his time next week?”
After I gave her all my notes and the outline I had drawn up for the second week, I headed out for the night. My heels kicked through the leaves as I maneuvered the streets, a smile at my lips. I was so excited and delirious at the thought of Cage and I, that I didn’t mind the cool night.
Although my brave choice not to wear panties had my lady bits frosty. Until I thought about Cage’s head between my legs, his magic mouth sucking at my pussy like he could feed off it for hours. Then it got hot and wet and my thighs quaked. Damn the man was good at everything he did to me.
A few blocks before home, I debated picking up dinner again. I had fallen into the habit of ordering in. It was fast and easy. Cooking for us had felt good. I knew he would stop by tonight, but I knew his shift would keep him late. Deciding I didn’t care what time, as long as I saw him, I stopped at the bodega again.
After picking up stuff for dinner and even desert, I chatted with Jorge awhile. Whatever affect Cage was having on me, he noticed too. Jorge had a good time teasing me about the new man in my life. Which felt absolutely amazing.
Walking with a bag full of groceries and a stupid smile at my face, I thought back on my decision to come here. I wanted to go out into the world and find myself and stop being just a widow who never got married, a sister to the town heroes, a daughter to the cancer patient.
My move was about me finding myself and I never thought becoming involved with someone could do that. I figured the label of girlfriend, if that’s what I was now, would defeat the entire purpose.
Cage didn’t make me feel that way; I felt like I had found parts of myself in him. The parts I didn’t know yet, he would help me find. It was exhilarating and I was as drunk on that truth as I was him.
Taking a longer route than usual, lost in thoughts of Cage and me, us, I realized how close the fire station was to the cottage. This somehow pleased me. As I passed by, I saw the roll up doors were open, two of the four trucks gone. Which meant they were already out on a call.
Calling up some nerve from somewhere, I headed inside, knowing Byrne usually was in his office. Byrne gave a knowing smile that made me flush when I said I wanted to leave a book for Cage.
After teasing me for turning Cage, an already dedicated hard working student, into someone who suddenly loved the library, he promised to get the book to Cage. I headed home with an even sillier grin at my face.
Quickly putting my groceries away after locking the door, as Cage insisted I do, I took a long bath. My lady bits were still getting used to the pleasure Cage was giving them and the soak felt amazing. I thought about the weekend and hoped I could se
e him more, hoped he could get better acquainted with my lady bits. I wanted more.
Last night, seeing his beautiful, huge cock, I had been tempted. So very tempted. I wanted him and was flying from the orgasms he had given me. When I rode him, something I didn’t even think about before I took him between my pussy, I almost shifted just so to let him inside me.
Until we discussed Tucker so he knew I wasn’t heartbroken over my loss the way he had thought, I couldn’t. Now he knew. Cage knew about Tucker and soon, because the note tucked away in that book downstairs, he would know the rest.
Now we didn’t have a ghost between us. I knew some of his truths, which had hurt to hear. Then again I expected Cage to have fucked hundreds of women so his real number was tiny in comparison. If I believed it. Which I did. All that mattered is I would be the next woman he would be inside. Perhaps even the last, if I had my way.
Sinking deeper into my bubble bath, I let myself get lost in visions of Cage; beautiful body poised above me, that soft look in his eye as he fucked me like I was his last. Like he was mine.
1
Cage
“Did you get laid? Because you look like you got laid.” Finn never minced words but Jesus he wouldn’t drop this line today.
“What makes you think I might ever talk to you about Charli the way I do some badge bunny?” We’d just come back from an accident involving two teens racing and he was wired.
“I mean I get its more than some bunny you take home from the bar, but...you disappeared for almost an hour, come back wearing that shit eating grin and walking like you got some pussy.” Oh, I got some pussy, alright.
“First, get this, bro, Charli is off limits. I won’t talk about her the way I do some broad I don’t give a fuck about. Second if you knew a thing about women you would know I don’t need to get laid for both of us to be satisfied. My girl is definitely satisfied.” I proceeded to contradict myself because I was talking about her, but that was all he would get out of me.
