Total pages in book: 155
Estimated words: 147128 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 736(@200wpm)___ 589(@250wpm)___ 490(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 147128 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 736(@200wpm)___ 589(@250wpm)___ 490(@300wpm)
‘Are you happy?’ I asked into the quiet.
She looked at me over her shoulder. ‘Very happy. You?’
‘I couldn’t be happier.’
She smiled and rested her head on my arm again. I moved until my lips were against her ear.
‘How do you feel about sleep?’
‘Overrated.’
I chuckled. ‘I was thinking the same thing, but I’ll let you rest a little. It’s been a while for you, and I don’t want to hurt you.’
‘Do you th— never mind.’
‘Hey,’ I whispered, pushing up and meeting her eyes. ‘We’re not going to hold back from each other. You tell me everything. I don’t want that to change now.’
She took a few seconds to keep going. ‘That was a little intense. Do you think it felt that way because I haven’t had sex in a while?’
‘What do you think?’
‘I think it might be you.’
I moved back, turned her a little so she was lying on her back and lightly put my palm on the side of her throat, holding her for my gaze as my thumb moved over her red and sensitive lips.
‘It’s not me, Charlie. It’s us. If you don’t want to say it, I can say it for both of us. That was the best sex of my life.’ I leaned a little down so my lips were just against hers. ‘You didn’t see the condom, but I don’t think I ever came that hard and that long.’
She bit on the edge of her lip, her eyes jumping to mine. A slow smile stretching across her lips. ‘Honesty?’
‘Always,’ I murmured. Already feeling my cock come alive, just with the way she was looking at me.
‘I’d never come without playing with my clit before. This was the first time. I didn’t know I could.’
I pulled back and gave her a long look as she studied my features.
My hand moved down till my palm was cupping her breast, lightly moulding and playing with the nipple.
‘Yeah?’
She dipped her chin as answer.
My heartbeat started to quicken as I felt my cock harden. I let my hand roam down her body, memorizing every inch and learning every curve. Then I reached her pussy and gently, very gently started touching her clit with the tips of my fingers.
I had to smile when she slightly opened her thighs to the side to give me more space to play with her.
‘I called you Will a few times, I think,’ she whispered gently.
‘I know.’
‘Sorry.’
‘Don’t be.’
‘But you said you don’t like anyone calling you anything other than William.’
I pressed on her clit, just slightly. ‘You get to call me anything you want. And I like Will coming from your mouth.’
‘Can I call you Willie, too?’ A mischievous grin tugged at her lips, her eyes sparkling and transfixed. I just stared. For a long moment I didn’t know what to say or what to do. I wasn’t in trouble anymore when it came to Charlie. Whatever I was irrecoverable. And I had no problem with that fact.
I shook my head with a small smile teasing my lips. ‘Maybe not that one.’
The corner of her mouth lifted.
‘Can you take me again?’ I asked softly, gently pushing the tip of my finger in her warmth.
Her lips parted, her body slightly arching off the bed and she quietly moaned, just the sound and the feel of her body against me making me dizzy.
‘I can,’ she whispered meeting my gaze.
‘You want me then?’
‘Always.’
‘That’s good.’
Leaning down, I pulled my finger out and spread the wetness on her skin.
‘I’ll be very gentle this time.’
And I was. Very gentle. I lost count of how many times I coaxed her orgasm out of her and our bodies burned through the entire night.
25 Charlie
Ever since the second I’d woken up with William next to me, I had this ridiculous smile on my face, and I didn’t think anything could wipe it off. It was permanent. Or at least, it felt permanent to my heart and my face.
I walked into my office, my phone pinging with a new message from Valerie. Her tenth message of the day after the only one I had sent her. After her third message, all I’d gotten from her had been my name. Around seven texts with just my name with one or several exclamation points. Every time I saw them made me smile. But every time I saw William walk across the office or pass by me, my heart did a somersault in my chest, my breaths coming in faster. I had to bite down my lip to keep myself from smiling like a lunatic if we made eye contact when I was trying to talk to someone about work.
Valerie: You’re the worst friend in the world for not responding to any of my messages. You better call me during your lunch break because I’m getting no work done, so I need the details to actually focus on what I’m doing instead of checking my phone every five minutes.