Lights Out - Charles Leclerc

Chapter Five

Sienna

Charles is kissing me, and I am kissing him back. What in the world are we doing? I don't know either.

At first the kiss is soft and tender, but I realize I want more. I want him to make me forget about everything else. So, I deepen the kiss and he immediately respond with the same hunger as me. I start pushing him in the direction of the couch. He falls on his back and I climb on top of him, feeling so nervous and confident at the same time. His hands start to go up my back, inside my shirt, and I feel like I could be floating because I can only feel his lips on mine, his hands on my back and every single inch of his body urgently trying to close even more the gap between us. I feel his hands starting to pull my shirt up to take it off and that's when my nervousness takes over.

"Wait. Charles." I pull back, still sitting on his lap with my hands on his chest. He pulls up a bit, putting all his weight on his elbows, with a concerned expression.

"I'm sorry, I don't want to do anything you don't want to." He says and I laugh a little.

"No, I want this. I want this a lot. I just need to know what this is." I say and he smiles.

"I'm not sure either. Maybe it's ok if we don't have everything figured out right now." He says and I really let that sink in. It's true. We don't have to have everything figure it out all the time.

I kiss him again and this time I let him take off my shirt and I'm naked from the waist up. He awkwardly switches our positions, trying not to make us both fall off the couch, so that he can stay on top and gently positions himself between my legs. I take of his shirt, and he kisses my neck. I haven't been like this with someone in a while, so I feel suddenly shy as his hands and his lips go down and stop at my breasts. I close my eyes and try to push away the thoughts that invade my mind and just enjoy this moment. A minute later, we're both naked and he looks me in the eyes looking for confirmation, which I give him by kissing me.

He starts slow and he kisses my neck and my face and my lips with such softness, it makes me feel a million things. But I want more, and so I try to bring my hips forward the best I can with the little room this couch gives us, but luckily, he understands what I want, and he goes faster which makes me close my eyes and try not to make much noise. When I feel like I'm close, I hear him moan in my ear and that's my undoing. We both come and the only noise you can hear is our very uneven breaths.

He stays half on top of me and half on the couch, his arm around me and his cheek on my shoulder. We stay silent for a little, trying to control our breaths. I finally break the silence.

"Do you want to stay for the night?" I ask, my hand on his arm. He lifts his head to look at me.

"Very much." He says, smiling. And he does stay for the night. And we fuck for half of it. We do it in the shower, in my bed while we're trying to get dressed, which we discard completely that idea and just stay naked the entire time. We do it in the kitchen counter when we try to make food. We just can't leave each other. It seems like this tension has finally been released and we forget about every time we insulted each other on track.

We finally give in and end up falling asleep, with tears in our eyes from laughing. In the morning we eat breakfast, and we talk about keeping this thing we're doing a secret, because, as we can both agree, our dear friends sometimes can be really dramatic. He leaves because he has to meet with his trainer Andrea and as soon as he does, I call Max to tell him about everything that happened.

"Hellooo?" He answers in a funny tone.

"Hey Max! Did I wake you?"

"No, I've been awake for a while. Is everything ok?" He asks and I sit down on my couch.