"Fuck, fuck, fuck." I hear Charlie silently mumble to herself, bent down on all fours looking for something under the bed, her sweet ass sticking up in the air.
I walk over to her side in a hurry, and I land a playful spank on her buttcheek.
"Ow! What the hell?!" Charlie squeals in surprise, kneeling up and widening her already big brown eyes at me while doing her signature cute angry little woman scowl.
I chortle and sit on the edge of the bed, reaching for Charlie's small waist and pulling her to lie down with me on the mattress. The gentle light of the early morning sun coming from the glass panels above us makes her skin glow. God, she's just so fucking beautiful. I still can't believe she's in love with me.
"Watcha looking for?" I ask her cheerfully, getting up on one elbow and planting soft kisses on her lips, then along her jawline, the back of her ear, down her neck, and of course the upper part of her pert and juicy boobs popping just right above the neckline of her sexy black dress. And holy fuck, those soft, breathy moans she makes just stirs all the blood in my body and shoots straight right down my dick.
I'm so fucking hard again. And I know we just had sex when we woke up a good forty minutes ago, but sweet Jesus, I just can't get enough of Charlie. Not sure if it's because of the love thing, but I'm a hundred percent sure I'll always be this super freaky with a raging mad boner for her tight and wet little pussy — even if I'm already five hundred and one years old. Seriously.
"Levi, stop sexing me up!" Charlie protests, but with a huge sexy smile painted on her pretty face. Yeah, I can tell she's definitely sexcited and horny for me too with the way she tightly presses her legs together. She shoves my chest and sits up, digging deep for the pockets of her leather jacket.
Oh, I know now what she's looking for. I reach for my jeans' back pocket and pull out her car keys. "You lookin' for this?" I hold up the keychain and dangle it in front of her face.
"Oh God, yes! You fucking idiot, I've been panicking! I thought I lost it!" She groans, then tries to grab the key ring from me.
"I took it from you last night. Don't you remember?" I hold it up away from Charlie. I like getting her all pissed and annoyed, because right after the anger comes the maddening heat, and with the heat comes the thirst, and with the thirst and lust comes the sex in the aftermath of course.
"Give it to me!" She screeches, already climbing and sitting on top of my hard-on.
"But you're already giving it to me." I raise and wiggle my brows at her, biting my bottom lip to stop myself from grinning. I grab for Charlie's arms and pin her down on the bed, then slip her car keys under my boxers so now it's sitting right beside my throbbing dick. "You want it? You get it." I challenge her.
"Ugh. Just whip it out of your pants!" She demands in a menacing tone, looking dead fucking serious. I just love it when she gets this grouchy, and the cute facial expression that comes with it. She looks like a grumpy little pussycat.
"Whip it out of my pants, you say? Now that's what I'm talking about!" I yawp and snigger, already unbuckling my belt.
"I meant the keys, you psycho-maniac!" She grabs for the waistband of my boxers and pulls it down, and right away she sees my angry dick. It's already as angry as she is.
I turn my gaze at Charlie, and I see her pupils eclipsing her beautiful brown irises. Her breathing changed, and so did mine.
I sit up and look deep in her eyes, our faces now just an inch apart from each other, our mouths almost touching, our minty breaths brushing on our cupid's bows. "What? You can take the keys now." I whisper against her perfect lips, tipping my head to the side and letting out a smug smile.
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RomanceMeet Charlie. She's smart. She's pretty. She's cool. She's weird. She's horny - and she's single as f*ck. Out of the dating scene for quite a while because of her previous, highly traumatic relationships, Charlie finds herself in quandary after wa...