Authors: Aria Cole
Chasing Charlie (11 page)
She turned in my arms, her pants wracking her small curvy frame. She was all but crawling up me to attach her lips to mine again.
“Jesus, you’re so beautiful,” I mumbled between decadent kisses, my hands gripping her lush skin.
“Take me,” she insisted, her sweet little hips jerking against my own.
“Bethany,” I called, my hands caressing the skin at her neckline, trying to slow her down. I knew how much alcohol was in her system, and I didn’t want her to regret this in the morning, regret us.
“No, right now. I want you. I don’t want to think about anything else but you inside me.”
Her words nearly undid me, so shocking coming from her otherwise calm, collected personality. I could see that beneath all the make-up and curls and sequins, she was out of her element. Spontaneity was not something that came naturally for her.
“I want you to be sure,” I mumbled against her lips, backing against the wall to hold the weight of both of us.
“I’ve never been more sure of anything.” Her words urged me on as I smoothed her ass cheeks beneath the glittery dress.
“Jesus, woman,” I groaned.
“I’m taking you now, and then again, and then maybe again after that.”
“Yes, I’m yours, Jenson.” She gasped my name, and like a flame to alcohol, my passion exploded, my hands fisting at the fabric of her dress as I pulled it above her shoulders.
Her hair cascaded around her shoulders in wild disarray, and I thrust my hands into it instantly, tangling, and twisting in the soft chocolate locks as I kissed her silly.
Staggering on passion-fueled steps, I carried her across the room to land on my leather couch, the cool hide making her yelp and arch off the couch and closer into my arms. I took the opportunity to lick at the swell of one of her breasts, flesh pushed up over the white lace of her bra.
Her hands locked around my head as my teeth caught the fabric, and I pulled, her breast and the sweet engorged nipple released into the cool air of my apartment.
“That’s it. You’re so sexy when you’re turned on,” I whispered and plucked at the nipple with my teeth before rolling it around on my tongue.
She moaned and bucked, her hand grasping at her breast through the bra as I tasted the other. “Tell me what you want me to do to you.”
“No, I-I dunno,” she murmured incoherently, lust hazing her brain.
“How about I tell you what I want?” I pulled a bra strap down one shoulder and traced the tan line with my tongue. “I want your thighs open wide for me.” I pushed her thighs apart. “I want to feast on your cunt. I want to taste you on my tongue for the next week.” I ran my nose along her exposed mound. “And then I want to fuck you so hard we both forget our names,” I finished, my fingers sliding between the velvety heat of her pussy lips.
“Jenson!” She clutched at the cushions of my couch.
“Yeah, baby?” I grinned, knowing I had her at a disadvantage with my fingers buried deep inside her. There was no turning back now.
“Please, I want to feel you.”
“Want to feel what? Say it.” I forced the dirty words from her mouth, the idea of corrupting her innocence and naiveté turned me on even more.
“Your penis. I want your penis buried inside me,” she begged in a rush, and my cock flexed painfully in my pants. I smiled at how she wouldn’t say “cock.”
I palmed my dick, trying to relieve some of the pressure, trying to prolong some of the sweet agony. I slid my finger to the hilt deep inside of her, then added another, slowly stretching her, knowing she’d need to be prepared for me.
“You’re going to feel so good,” I whispered, nipping at the flesh of her neck, teasing the little marks with my tongue to caress the bite away. “So fucking good I don’t even think I’ll be able to think straight.”
I traced my tongue across the line of her thigh, then inhaled the sweet smell of her delicious pussy. Tightening my hands at her knees, I buried my head between her thighs and tasted the sweet arousal pooling between her legs. “Goddamn, you don’t know what you do to me.”
I caught the passionate flare of her eyes before I figure-eighted my tongue at the tight bud of her clit. “I want all of you tonight. Don’t hold back on me, baby,” I crooned, then pushed my tongue through the aroused flesh of her pussy lips and lapping at her core.
“I-I’m going to cum.” Her legs tensed and tightened around my ears as I grabbed her ass cheeks in my palms and pulled her to me, feasting on her body, just like I’d promised.
“Not yet, baby. I want your sweet pussy to cum all over my cock.” I removed my mouth from her sensual body and crawled up her form, taking her face in my palms and thrusting my tongue between her lips. She moaned, her hands pushing through my hair while I pulled the zip on my jeans, releasing my burning cock from my pants as we kissed, desperate to get inside her.
“Hurry,” she begged. “I promise I’m clean.”
“I am too, baby. I’ve gone without for so long, and even before then I always used protection.” I grasped my dick in my palm and eased it between her juicy pussy lips. “But with you, I want to feel every raw inch of you. I’ll use a condom if you ask me to, but I really want you bare, sweetheart.”
She moaned and writhed, nodding vigorously as she wrapped her tiny fist around my cock and slid my length up and down her slit, coating me in her juices, paying close attention to rolling the tip over that hungry little bud of hers.
“Jenson,” she breathed as her hips jerked.
It was all the confirmation I needed. I slid past the tight flesh of her pussy, relishing the feel of her tight muscles flexing and warming my cock. Her soft pants and moans, the way her hand shot into her hair and mussed it around her shoulders while she begged for more, she drove me wild.
“You feel so damn good. God, I could stay buried in you forever.”
Her eyes shot open, riveted on where we were locked together.
“If that’s how you look with my cock deep inside your hungry pussy, I may never let you leave.” I pulled her up my body, forcing her to lock lips with me as I pushed the rest of the way inside her. My hips flexed, mimicking the thrust of my tongue between her supple raspberry lips.
“I’ve never felt anything like this.” I jerked, and her inner walls clenched and tightened around my member. “So sweet, so tight, so responsive,” I muttered, my tongue devouring the inside of her mouth. I was determined to walk around in her scent for the next week.
“This is incredible. You feel incredible.” Her words melded together as her hips started to pitch wildly, her thighs tightening around my waist as I clutched at her ass cheeks.
“Fuck, so beautiful.” I plunged my hand between us, rolling my thumb over the sensitive bud of her slit as her nails clutched at the muscles of my back and a guttural howl gasped from her lips.
My own release followed moments later, spurred on by her insatiable bucking, and both of our bodies fell, limp and sticky against the couch. Our chests inflated feverishly as we gasped up the oxygen between us.
“Oh my God,” she whispered, running a hand through her wild locks of cocoa hair.
“Yeah,” was the only reply I could manage.
“Should we do that again?” Her chest was still heaving with pants.
“My thoughts exactly.” I dove between her legs, anxious to get my fill of her again. But this time in my bed. I needed this girl in my bed.
Acknowledgements
This book would not be possible without the astounding work of two incredible women: Neda and Gi. Your constant support, honesty, and cheerleading keep me writing!
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About Aria…
Aria Cole is a thirty-something housewife who once felt bad for reading dirty books late at night, until she decided to write her own. Possessive alpha men and the sassy heroines who love them are common, along with a healthy dose of irresistible insta-love and happily ever afters so sweet your teeth may ache.
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