Cold Attitude

12

The house was quiet, except for the soft crackling of the candles on the dining table. Engfa’s parents were away for the weekend, giving Engfa and Charlotte the perfect opportunity to spend uninterrupted time together. The plan was simple: a movie night while they had the house to themselves.

After they had prepared and enjoyed dinner together, Charlotte took the plates and utensils and went to the kitchen to wash them. Engfa leaned in the doorway, watching Charlotte as she focused on the dishes.

Engfa stepped quietly behind Charlotte and wrapped her arms around her. She kissed Charlotte’s neck gently, making Charlotte shiver.

Charlotte turned around, her eyes sparkling in the candlelight. “You’re distracting me,” she said with a smile that softened her words.

Engfa grinned and pulled Charlotte closer. “That’s the plan,” she said before capturing Charlotte’s lips with her own. The kiss was soft at first, but quickly became more intense as Charlotte melted into Engfa, forgetting the world around them.

They slowly made their way to the couch in the living room, not breaking the kiss. Engfa sat down and pulled Charlotte onto her lap. Charlotte straddled Engfa’s thighs, feeling the warmth of her body. Her hands wandered over Engfa’s back, while Engfa’s hands explored Charlotte’s sides.

Engfa’s kisses grew more demanding, and Charlotte could feel the desire in them. She returned the passion, letting her tongue gently press against Engfa’s lips. Engfa opened her mouth, and their tongues danced in a rhythmic play.

Charlotte pulled back for a moment, her breathing heavy. She looked deeply into Engfa’s eyes, and without a word, they understood each other. Engfa stood up, still holding Charlotte in her arms. Charlotte wrapped her legs around Engfa’s waist and her arms around her neck as Engfa carried her down the hallway to her bedroom.

Once in the bedroom, Engfa carefully laid Charlotte on the bed. She knelt over her and looked into her eyes. “Are you sure?” she asked softly, but with a hint of urgency in her voice.

Charlotte nodded, her eyes full of trust and love. “Yes, I’m sure,” she whispered.

Engfa leaned down and kissed Charlotte again, this time deeper and more passionately. Her hands roamed over Charlotte’s body as Charlotte pulled Engfa closer, her fingers digging into Engfa’s shoulders.

Engfa let her lips travel down Charlotte’s neck, while her hands slid up Charlotte’s top. Charlotte raised her arms to help, and the top fell to the floor. Engfa’s hands explored Charlotte’s skin gently before returning to her lips.

Charlotte breathed heavily as Engfa’s hands moved further, touching her breasts. A soft moan escaped her as Engfa kneaded them gently and let her lips travel to Charlotte’s chest. Charlotte’s head fell back, her eyes closed, as she gave herself over to the sensation.

Engfa pulled back briefly, only to undress Charlotte completely. She followed quickly, shedding her own clothes before returning to Charlotte. Their naked bodies pressed together, and a wave of excitement washed over them both.

Engfa’s hand wandered between Charlotte’s thighs, and Charlotte gasped as Engfa touched her gently. Engfa kissed Charlotte’s lips, her neck, her breasts, while her fingers worked rhythmically. Charlotte writhed beneath her, her hands buried in Engfa’s hair as the intensity of her touch increased.

Charlotte pulled Engfa closer, her lips finding Engfa’s in a passionate kiss. Their bodies moved in sync, and every touch, every kiss seemed to bind them deeper together. Engfa’s fingers found Charlotte’s most sensitive spot, and Charlotte came with a soft cry, her body trembling with pleasure.

Engfa lay beside Charlotte, her eyes filled with warmth and desire. Charlotte, still catching her breath, looked at Engfa with a playful glint in her eyes. She gently pushed Engfa onto her back and began to kiss her way down Engfa’s body, taking her time to explore every inch of her skin.

Engfa moaned softly as Charlotte’s lips and hands traveled over her, heightening her senses. Charlotte’s touch was both tender and insistent, as she moved lower and lower. Engfa’s breathing quickened as Charlotte’s fingers found her most sensitive spot, mirroring the rhythm and care Engfa had shown her earlier.

Charlotte kissed Engfa deeply, her hand working skillfully between Engfa’s thighs. Engfa’s hips moved in time with Charlotte’s movements, her moans growing louder. Charlotte took her time, building the tension until Engfa was on the edge, her body taut with anticipation.

With a final, gentle flick of her fingers, Charlotte brought Engfa to a shuddering climax. Engfa cried out, her body arching against Charlotte’s, their connection deepened by the shared intimacy. They lay tangled together, both breathing heavily, their hearts beating in unison.

“I love you,” Charlotte whispered, her voice barely more than a breath.

Engfa smiled and kissed Charlotte’s forehead. “I love you too.”