Mialotte: Eternal Sweethearts

49. Late night loving

A/N: This chapter is to feed those of you messaging me for MORE spice, lmao. Ngl kinda rushed this sorry. Not as well thought out as my usual spiceys. Please refrain from reading if adult material upsets you. Thanks! Also feedback is greatly appreciated.

= A continuation of the previous chapter. The pair crave each other, in ways more than one.

Mia's eyes darkened with a hunger she had been holding back for weeks. She turned to Charlotte, her expression leaving no room for misinterpretation.

"Finally," Mia breathed, stepping closer to Charlotte. Her fingers trailed down Charlotte's arm, sending shivers through her body. "We got through four whole documentaries.."

Charlotte momentarily stopped her bodily reaction to Mia's touch and shot her a look of disapproval. "Oh come on, they were so interesting. You're acting like you weren't sat on your phone googling when you couldn't believe a fact they said."

Mia continued, "Yeah, I mean blackfish was the best out of them. It's not like I didn't pay attention sweetheart, I just thought we could utilise our time alone in a more productive way..." "It's been so long."

Charlotte giggled, "Oh?" she was feeling the heat between them intensify. "What are you going to do about it?" she teased, though her voice wavered with anticipation.

"Not now sweetheart. You need to eat. It's dinnertime."

Charlotte's backbone seemed to appear out of the shadows, just for this one time: "When has that ever stopped you Amelia Roberts? Name one time."

"Christ, Char, got any more venom left?"

"I'm just being honest, it hasn't ever stopped you before, so why now?" Charlotte was just trying to press Mia's buttons and it was working. So well. Mia was getting a little riled up.

"Believe it or not, I care that my girlfriend should eat, instead of ogling at a screen for 6 hours barely having any water either."

"Mia..." Charlotte purred in a breathy, seductive whimper, the sound dripping with need and desire. It was a plea that shattered Mia's last vestiges of control, her patience and resilience fraying to the breaking point.

"Tell me the real reason you won't play with me."

Mia sighed. "The first time I'll be inside your sweet pussy for weeks won't just be a quick fuck sweetheart. I'd take my time to appreciate you."

"How many times do I have to ask that you don't underestimate me? Please."

Mia had never been so conflicted with her words and their tone. She was begging to touch Charlotte, her words inherently domineering. But so were Charlotte's. Even the experienced redhead couldn't decipher how to steer their foreplay.

There was no 'right' way to do it, she just had to let her honesty steer the ship.

Charlotte's words had simply vanished, all she could do was drag her fingertips around Mia's chest, their faces so close, their noses were touching. They had everything to give to one another, just waiting for the other to pounce first.

"Give in. Charlotte. Give in to the tension between us, I know you've been feeling it just as much as I do."

Mia tilted her face, allowing her lips to graze against Charlotte's. She waited to see if Char would back away. All she got in response was a deep breath in from her lover.

As expected, Charlotte did back away, bringing her hands up to frame Mia's face.

"What tension, darling?" Her voice was shaky. Unsure if this was the right thing to say to get Mia to snap, and fortunately, it was.