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“Hmmm, we’ll see.”
She returned her mouth to my cock, hollowing her cheeks and taking me in further than before. I felt the tip enter the tightness of her throat. Her hand returned to my balls, handling them with the perfect touch. I tried to keep my hips still this time, taking away the tell that I was about to finish, but Charlotte pulled her mouth off just before I unloaded, anyway.
I threw my arm over my eyes as I groaned, hoping that it being in the near-my-head region would comply with Charlotte’s rules.
“Hayden,” her voice said gently.
“Yes?” I ground out.
“Release your hands. Touch me, please.”
I removed my arm from my face to look down at her, her hand wrapped around the bottom of my cock, mouth hovering just above it, waiting for me to show her what I needed.
I wrapped my hands in her hair and thrust up into her waiting mouth, still aware I was a lot to take. Her hand grasped my hip, the pressure and her eye contact encouraged me to push further. I started to fuck her mouth in earnest, her eyes watering, but taking me to the back of her throat like a dream. I felt the familiar tingles for the fourth time and almost felt afraid of the feeling. I wasn’t sure I could survive coming back from the edge one more time. But Charlotte didn’t pull off. Instead, she tightened her grip on my hips as she continued to take me down.
“Charlotte, I’m?—”
And that’s all I got before I shot everything I had down her throat. It may have been the longest orgasm of my life, thanks to the beautiful torture she put me through.
I released her hair, sunk into the couch, boneless, as I tried to catch my breath. Charlotte smiled up at me, wiping a bit of liquid from the corner of her mouth, a bit of my load trying to escape.
“Get on up here,” I said, opening my arms to welcome her against my chest. The brush of the fabric of her shirt against my skin shot through my heightened senses, as I brought her face to mine for a gentle kiss.
“Hated the process, but loved the result,” I said when I pulled away after a while.
Charlotte shrugged. “It felt right in the moment. But I guess it’s okay we don’t have a condom.”
My body took that as a challenge, my energy returning after Charlotte had sucked it out of my dick.
“Why do you say that?” I asked, gripping the bottom of Charlotte’s shirt and pushing it over her head, revealing her bare chest. My hands drifted up to brush the bottom of her breasts, causing her to shiver. “I think I’ll just have to lay you back on this couch and eat you until he’s ready to go again. Which given how good your skin feels against my hands and how amazing I’ve dreamed you taste, shouldn’t be long at all. But don’t worry, I’ll put up a good showing, regardless. Then, let’s see if people on the street can hear you scream while I fuck you. It’s fifteen stories—a real challenge.”
Charlotte looked at me wide-eyed, her chest quickly rising—up and down—as she nodded. “That sounds like an acceptable way to spend a Sunday afternoon.”
I laughed, easing her off my lap and pushing her down like I said I would.
“It sounds practically perfect to me.”
Text Interlude
AUSTIN, BLAIRE, AND CHARLOTTE GROUP CHAT
Austin (4:17 PM): Charlie Brown, why have you ignored my calls and texts all weekend? How did the gala go? I’ve brought in the big guns to be sure we have confirmation of life.
Blaire (4:20 PM): Austin, I told you, she thumbs upped my good luck text after the gala was over. She’s alive, just recovering.
Austin (4:22 PM): A kidnapper could have done that. I don’t trust it.
Blaire (4:25 PM): Have you been watching true crime documentaries again?
Austin (4:26 PM): Only as a palette cleanser from my podcasts.
Blaire (4:28 PM): You and Cole and those podcasts, ridiculous - no one is coming to murder you.
Austin (4:29 PM): That’s what all those victims thought too…
Charlotte (4:30 PM): Do you actually need me for any of this?
Austin (4:31 PM): LOTTIE LOU - prove to us it’s actually you.
