Deadly Affairs

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I watch as she unlocks the door to her apartment. I'm quite excited to be here again, considering what happened last time. She pushes the door open, stepping inside as her heels click with every movement on the hardwood.

It looks so nice in here, so nice. And just by this small glance I can already say it's so Charlotte. Polished surfaces I know she adores, red details in the walls or on the furniture. By the grin on her face, she definitely adores it.

"You like it?" She closes the door behind us, coming to stand beside me. Her perfume engulfs me.

"Of course I do. It's beautiful and I can really tell it's you." My eyes flicker all around the room, even to the small frame on her living room table that has a picture of us.

She walks into the kitchen, "Would you like a drink?" She begins pulling out glasses. Red glasses of course.

"Just water if that's okay." I reply, walking further in to the living space. I pick up the frame and look at the picture. I remember this day so clearly. It was when we went to a friends wedding and they had one of those stupid photo booths. She insisted that we go inside and take some photos with those stupid cardboard cutouts which is why she's got a moustache mask on and I have a sign pointing to her calling her stupid.

But despite that she has the biggest grin on her face ever. And so do I.

She is so beautiful.

I walk back around the kitchen Island but at that moment Charlotte turns to face me. She gasps in surprise but smiles when she sees me. "Your so beautiful."

Her face flushes and I notice the way she bites her cheek when her grin threatens to grow. "Oh stop, anyway here's your drink." She passes me the glass.

"Thank you love." She purses her lips and nods taking a sip of her own water. Except the whole time she's staring at me. Eyes glued to mine, and I can't find myself to pull away. She's mesmerising.

I put the glass down, and so does she. Her breathing has become faltered and heavy as she just stares at me. Have I done something wrong? Oh god I bet she's second guessing having me here?

"Look if you want me to leave I can-"

"Shut up." She moves faster than my brain can handle and her lips come crushing down on mine. Enveloping me. Capturing me in her essence. Her lips move softly and in rhythm against mine and my body melts against hers.

My hands don't know where to roam and it's almost as if she read my mind. She pulls back for a second, her hot breathe fanning on my bottom lips. "Touch me..anywhere."

Oh fuck. She's gonna kill me.

"A-are you sure?" Her tongue runs along her bottom lip, catching my attention.

"Please..Please." Her smaller hand wraps around mine and moves to place my own just above her ass. She leans forward smiling, "now can you kiss me?"

I waste no time in giving her what she wants, kissing her back with such urgency. It's heated, passionate and everything i've wanted. Her own hands rest against my chest, slowly sliding up and down with my muscle beneath my shirt. I can't help the groan that follows out.

She's perfect. Perfect in my arms. I place my other hand on her jaw, holding it as I slide my tongue into her mouth. She moans softly, pushing herself somehow even closer to me.

I'm so hard I think I might die, but at least I'll die a happy man.

"I need more." She whispers against my lips, her hands sliding up my chest and beginning to unbutton my shirt. "What was that baby?" I ask against her ear.