by Nikki Paris
Burke kissed my neck and then lifted his head to gaze into my eyes. “Is this okay?” His eyes were filled with the perfect mix of concern and desire.
“Yes.” I nodded and looped my arms around his neck. I bit my lip. “Is it okay for you?”
He pressed his lips to mine and mumbled. “It’s more than fucking okay, Charlie. You feel perfect. Will it hurt you if I go a little faster?” Burke slid his hands into my hair and ran his tongue down my neck.
I gasped and arched into him, driving him deeper. It didn’t hurt anymore. It was just a mild discomfort, but mostly, it felt incredible and intimate, knowing he was so deep inside of me. “You can go faster. It doesn’t hurt.”
Burke let out a shuddering breath against my neck. He held himself up with one arm and gripped my left thigh with his other hand, pulling my leg up to wrap around him. His movements sped up for the next few minutes, then slowed while he groaned out his pleasure.
Holy shit. I wanted to make him groan like that again and never stop. It was so fucking sexy.
As soon as he pulled out of me, he hurried to the bathroom. What the hell? Weren’t you supposed to cuddle after sex?
Before I could start freaking out about how much I’d disappointed him, he was back with a warm washcloth. Burke pressed a gentle kiss to my forehead while he wiped the small amount of blood from between my thighs.
I grinned at him and bit my lip. Holy shit, that was sweet. “You’ve taken someone’s virginity before, Burke?”
He grimaced and hung the washcloth on his footboard. “Yes, Charlie. Probably about the same year you were born.”
I laughed and grabbed his hand. “Don’t give me that face. I’m teasing you.”
He smiled at me and shook his head before sliding back into bed with me and pulling me into his arms. “Was it okay, cutie?”
I rested my head against his bare chest and ran my fingers through his beard. “It was more than okay. I’ll leave you a five-star review for deflowering college girls. Don’t worry.”
Burke stiffened and started to pull away, but I laughed and held him tight against my body. “I’m kidding! I’m sorry, I’ll stop!” I propped myself up to meet his troubled gaze. “Burke, I’m a grown-ass woman, and I wanted this to happen. I am fucking overjoyed with everything you did to my body tonight, and I can’t wait to do it again. I have zero regrets.”
He let out a deep breath and nodded.
“Burke, do you have regrets?”
“No, but I probably should.” He brought a hand up to his beard. “Your brother is going to murder me.”
I shook my head and then rested it back on his chest. “Don’t worry about him. My sex life is none of his business, and I don’t have to say a word to him.”
“I don’t want you to hide stuff from your family, Charlie.”
“Burke, if I’d just started seeing a college guy and then lost my virginity to him, I wouldn’t tell my family either. This is no different. It’s my business, and I’ll tell them when I feel like it needs to be theirs.”
“Right. Okay.” Burke ran his hand down my back. “Is this…”
I glanced up at Burke and caught the worried expression on his face. “Is this what?”
He sighed and his free hand went back to his beard. “Is this a shallow fling?”
I smiled and curled my body into his. “No, Burke. Neither of us like those.”
“Good.”
That was all he needed to say to fill me with euphoria. Burke didn’t do shallow flings, so this meant something to him–– maybe as much as it meant to me.
After a few more minutes of cuddling, I groaned and pulled myself away from him to get dressed. My mom and sister were expecting me to be home tonight. “I have to go, Burke.”
He let out a deep breath. “I wish you could stay.”
“Me too. Next time.” I pulled my sweater over my head and bent to press a soft kiss to his lips. “Thank you.”
Burke laughed and tugged me back down to his lap. “Are you thanking me for fucking you, cutie?”
I bit my lip and nodded. “Yes. Thank you for fucking me, Burke. Merry Christmas.”
“Merry fucking Christmas.” He grinned and kissed me one more time. “Let me walk you out.”
After about five more minutes of kissing, I made it to my car and immediately texted Matteo.
It’s a fucking Christmas miracle, Mattie. I’m no longer a virgin.
His first text said, Wait, so you can’t play the Virgin Mary in my family’s Christmas pageant tonight? We’re short on virgins around here, so I recommended you. Shit.
Matteo’s next text was a string of party and heart-eyed emojis, followed by about a hundred eggplants. How was it?????
I grinned to myself as I typed my reply. Embarrassing. Uncomfortable. A little painful. Crazy hot. Sexy. Incredible. I want to do it again.
Get. It. Girl.
18
Burke
I took Charlie out to breakfast before I fucked her again two days after Christmas. That counted as a date, didn’t it? I went as slow as I could, but her tight little pussy made it almost impossible to stay in control.
The next day, she invited herself over to “hang out,” and I quickly learned that “hang out” meant fuck. She was getting a little more sure of herself every time, and it was hot as hell. I wanted to be a little rougher with her, but I could be patient. It would be so worth it when she was ready for more.
As soon as I had a day off from work without Tess, Charlie showed up at my door. Fuck, I loved it when she did that. Opening my door to her pretty face would never get old.
She pushed into my apartment and immediately started shedding her winter clothes and kissing me. “Mmm, Burke,” she said between kisses. “Tell me what you want.”
I laughed and lifted her into my arms while she wrapped her legs around my waist. “I have more than I want.”
She shook her head and gave me a rough kiss. “No, you’re holding back because you’re afraid you’re going to hurt me. What would you do if you weren’t afraid?”
I slid my hands down to grip her gorgeous ass. I took her earlobe gently in my teeth and said, “I would tie you up and blindfold you and fuck you until you can’t walk, cutie.”
Charlie slid down my body and gave me an intense gaze. “Do it,” she said and walked down the hallway to my room, shedding articles of clothing as she went.
Fuck. I wouldn’t tie her up, but I could blindfold her. That wouldn’t hurt her.
I followed her to my bedroom and found her sprawled out on my bed, naked and perfect, belonging only to me. Her eyes were trusting, and her gorgeous body was relaxed and ready for me. She wanted me to do this, and I’d make her grateful.
I undressed, then grabbed the only necktie I owned from my closet and placed it over her eyes. I tied it behind her head, careful not to catch any of her silky hair in the knot.
She let out a little sigh when I grasped her wrists and held them both above her head. I pressed my lips to the delicate skin on each wrist and made my way down to her mouth. Charlie melted into my kisses and gasped when I moved to her neck.
What noise would she make when I surprised her and took her pink, stiff nipples in my mouth? I was dying to find out. I circled the left with my tongue. “Mmm…” she sighed, her body practically trembling. When I sucked her nipple into my mouth and gripped her other breast in my hand, she moaned out loud. It was such a pretty little sound.
I gave her right breast the same loving treatment before I ran my tongue down her abdomen. Charlie’s chest rose and fell rapidly, and her breathing grew heavier the closer I got to her pussy. When I pressed my lips to her slit, she cried out, and her hands flew down and buried themselves in my hair.
“You good, beautiful?” I asked between kisses.
“Uh…” she panted, “I, uh, I think so.”
“I won’t hurt you. You trust me?”
“Yes.”
That sweet little whisper snaked its way i
nto my heart. This beautiful soul trusted me. Could I keep her? Fuck, I wanted to keep her. I also wanted to fill her gorgeous body with more pleasure than she could stand. I was proud as fuck that I was the first person to make her feel this way.
Hell, who was I kidding? She was the first person to make me feel this way.
I buried my tongue deep inside Charlie. She cried out again and rocked her hips against my face. Shit, my Charlie tasted so good. I pulled back to tell her. “Cutie, you taste fucking incredible. I’m going to make you come now. Are you ready?” My voice sounded strange to my own ears. It was low and raw with need. Could Charlie feel how much I wanted her?
I gripped her hips and went to work on her clit, kissing, licking, sucking. I wanted to show some restraint — she was new to all of this— but this girl made me lose my damn mind. I sucked until her moans turned into hoarse screams, and I felt her sweet pussy spasming with pleasure under my lips.
I pulled back and curled my fingers deep inside and rubbed her G-spot while she orgasmed from my work on her clit. She arched her back and moaned again. I felt a gush on my hand, and Charlie gasped and yanked the blindfold off. “Oh my god!”
Charlie scooted away and bit her lip, looking at the wet spot on my sheets. “I just… Oh god.” She covered her face with both hands and almost whispered, “I swear I didn’t just pee on you! This happened the first time I tried a vibrator, too.”
“Baby, I know. It’s a compliment, and it is hot as hell.” I shouldn’t be smiling so much. I didn’t want her to feel embarrassed but she was so damn cute. I was also wildly turned on by the thought of her using a vibrator. I fucking wanted to watch the next time she used it.
I pulled her into my arms, my dick so hard it was almost painful. My chest swelled with pride, knowing I gave her such a good orgasm. I’d never made a woman squirt before, and it really was hot as hell.
Charlie buried her face against my chest. “You sure?”
“Positive, cutie. How did it feel?”
“So good I couldn’t even breathe for a minute.”
“Good.” I tilted her chin up and kissed her neck. “Is there a chance my dick can have a turn in there, too? It’s begging for some action from the prettiest pussy in the world. I don’t know how much longer I can ignore it and tell it to stop being, you know, a dick.”
Charlie laughed and lay back on my pillows, spreading her legs wide. “Come on in.”
I let out a deep breath and hovered over her. “I’ll go slow, promise.”
She shook her head. “No. You were so sweet and slow the last few times. I want to feel it harder now.”
I groaned and pressed my tip against her entrance. “Are you sure, cutie? I don’t want to hurt you. I never want to hurt you.”
“You won’t. I trust you, Burke.”
There it was again, that sweet, beautiful trust. Fuck, I wanted to keep it. I pulled back and grabbed a condom, then positioned myself between her legs again. “You ready?”
She nodded, and I pressed into her as much as I dared. I groaned at her tightness but refused to lose control. Charlie ran her soft hands up and down my back. “More.” She demanded. “Harder.”
“Charlie, I don’t know if you realize what you’re saying to me right now—"
“Yeah, I do. Fuck me, Burke. I want to feel you lose control like I just did.”
Every thought drained out of my head. There was nothing but Charlie’s naked body beneath mine, nothing but red-hot desire coursing through my veins. I pushed into her as far as I could go.
“Yes,” she whispered and tipped her head back, closing her eyes. “Harder.”
I pumped into her only twice before every last ounce of restraint collapsed. I gripped her shoulders and buried my face in her breasts, not in the slightest bit of control over the speed or depth of my thrusts. I was fucking her too hard, I knew it, but Charlie moaned and wrapped her legs around my waist. “Yes. Yes. Mmm, Burke.”
My name on her lips sounded like a breathless supplication. She begged for me to fill her faster, harder, and I swear to god I saw stars when I came. As my orgasm ended, rational thought rushed back in, and I quickly pulled out of her. “Did I hurt you, Charlie?” I was out of breath as I rolled off of her and pulled her back into my arms. “Are you okay?”
Her beautiful, delicate body trembled against me. Shit. I was too rough. But then she laughed and flung her arms around my neck. “Fuck, Burke. That was amazing. That right there was why I never slept with a stupid guy my age. I wanted to be fucked by a man. I wanted it to feel good the first time and blow my mind every time after that.” Her soft lips caught mine in a rough kiss, reminding me that she wasn’t nearly as fragile as she looked. “I’ll get better, too. I’ll learn, and then I’ll start blowing your mind, too.”
I tangled my hands in her hair and teased her lips with my tongue. “You’re already perfect, Charlie.” And she was. Charlotte Cox was perfect inside and out.
“Do I make you lose your mind, Burke? Do I make you crazy? Do you want me so bad it hurts? Because that’s how I want you.” Charlie’s voice trembled, and her gorgeous blue eyes searched mine.
I pressed my lips to her neck and took her earlobe between my teeth. Then I whispered, “Yes, Charlie. All of that and more.”
19
Burke
Evan walked into the bar and gave me a smile and a wave. I flooded with guilt.
“Hey, man. How was your weekend?” He removed a chair from a table, setting it right-side-up.
I rubbed my beard. Fucking amazing, dude. I had your pretty little sister blind-folded in my bed. “Uh, fine. You?”
Evan shrugged. “Sienna had a girls' weekend with some of her old friends, so I was on my own. I spent most of my time here. Did you have your daughter all weekend?”
I cleared my throat and wiped down the bar again, even though I’d already finished before Evan arrived. I needed to keep my hands busy. “Nope. She was visiting her grandma.”
“Sweet. So you had some time to yourself.” Evan continued arranging chairs. Why the hell was he being so chatty? “What do you like to do in your downtime?”
Your sister. I blew out a long, slow breath. “I like to build stuff. I’m working on a desk for my daughter’s room.”
“Very cool! Woodworking or welding?”
“Woodwork.” I did my finest woodwork on your baby sister. I am an asshole, boss-man.
“My dad taught me a little about welding when I was in high school, but I’ve always wanted to learn about woodwork, too. Maybe you can teach me what you know some time.”
“Sure thing, boss-man.”
Evan laughed and ran a hand through his pretty-boy hair. “Don’t call me that. It’s weird.”
The front door flew open, and Sienna entered, followed by my cutie. Charlie caught my eye and gave me a flirty little smile. I winked at her and felt my cock stiffen. Our little exchange went unnoticed because Sienna and Evan were already making out.
“Missed you, babe.” Sienna smiled and kissed him again.
“I missed you, too.” Evan gripped his fiancé’s ass and kissed her neck.
“God, Evan! What is your fucking deal with PDA?” Charlie flicked his ear as she passed the groping couple.
Evan and Sienna reluctantly broke apart. “Sorry,” they both mumbled. They fell back into each other’s arms and shared a much more PG kiss, and Charlie headed straight for the bar.
“Hey, cutie. How’s it going?” I smiled at her, but not too much. Evan wasn’t paying any attention to us, but I didn’t want to raise suspicion. It was Charlie’s place to tell him, not mine.
Charlie drummed her fingers against the bar and let her eyes flick up and down my body. “Good, Burke. I got my schedule finalized for Spring Semester.”
“Oh yeah? What classes will you be skipping this semester?”
Charlie laughed. “English, Intro to Psychology, and Financial Literacy. I will go to the bullshit fitness class I had to sign up for because I know some
one that might enjoy the way my butt looks when I start working out.” She plucked a straw from the holder and slid it in and out of her mouth while locking eyes with me.
“Stop it.” I grinned as I watched her pretty mouth.
“Oh!” She reached out and rested her hand on my arm. “I have an Anatomy class, too. And it’s so weird! It’s at your apartment on Wednesday mornings! I will never skip that one.”
I laughed and shook my head. “You better not. And stop flirting in front of your brother unless you plan on telling him about us.”
Charlie glanced over her shoulder at Evan and Sienna. They were deep in conversation, and they both wore frowns. Shit. Had they already seen us flirting? Was I about to get fired?
Then Evan glanced over. “Charlie, help us out here.”
“What’s up?” Charlie swiveled around in her stool, and I went back to my prep work.
Evan and Sienna walked over and leaned against the bar. “Sienna saw Ava this weekend.”
“No shit?” Charlie laughed. “I bet that was awkward. Is she still rich and whiny and awful?”
Sienna rolled her eyes. “I don’t know. She seems different. She um, she wants to come to the wedding.”
“So you’re going to have your ex-girlfriend and ex-best friend at your wedding?” Charlie looked back and forth between Evan and Sienna. “That’s either psychotic or cool and mature. I can’t decide which.”
Evan covered his face with both hands. “Neither can we.”
Charlie shrugged. “That’s a tough call. I mean, I guess if she wants to come, that’s showing a little personal growth. Maybe Sienna should hang with her a couple more times before really deciding.”
Sienna smiled and slid her arm around Charlie. “Smart freaking woman!”
It didn’t escape my notice that Sienna called her a woman. Everyone in Charlie’s family always called her kid or girl, except for Sienna. It was like Charlie’s family didn’t want her to grow up. There was no way they’d take the news of us being together well.
