CHARLOTTE'S POV
After finishing dinner, I turned to Engfa and asked, "Do you want to watch a movie with me?"
"Of course," she replied with a smile. We settled onto her couch, and I found myself practically sitting on her lap. Her arms wrapped securely around my waist, pulling me closer. I was caught off guard when I felt her hands slip under my shirt. Her touch wad gentle at first, as she caressed my stomach, but then her fingers slowly mived upward until they reached my right breast.
"Ughh," I moaned softly, unable to supress the sound.
"You know, baby, I love hearing your moans. They turn me on so much," Engfa murmured in my ear, her voice thick with desire. She continued to play with my breast, her touch sending shivers down my spine.
"You're not even watching the movie, you pervert" I teased, trying to distract myself from the sensations she was stirring inside me.
"Oh, I am," she insisted, her tone playful but her eyes full of mischief.
"Then stop touching my breast," I said, though my voice lacked conviction.
"Oh, is this your breast? I thouht it was my stress ball," she replied with a wicked grin.
"Shut up," I retorted, rolling my eyes.
"Well, from now on, these are my personal stress ball," she declared, giving my breast a firm squeez.
"Arghh, that hurts, you idiot," I gasped, the pain mixed with a strange thrill.
Before I could protest further, Engfa suddenly pinned me down on the couch. She grabbed my hands and held them above my head, securing them in place. A devilish smile played on her lips as she began to tickle me mercilessly.
"Ahhh! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA! Baby, stop!" I screamed, writhing beneath her, the tickling too much to bear.
"Who's stupid, huh? Tell me!" She demanded, her fingers still dancing over my sides.
"I'm tired already! Stop tickling me! Hahahaha!" I begged, struggling to catch my breath.
"Kiss me, and I'II let you go," she said, her eyes locking onto mine.
I quickly leaned in and gave her a brief kiss, but as I tried to pull away, she grabbed the back of my neck, deepening the kiss. Her lips were soft and insistent, making it clear that she wasn't ready to let me go just yet.
"Hmm, baby, s-stop," I mumbled, trying to break free from the kiss. But before I could pull away, I let out a small scream as Engfa suddenly bit my lip.
"Sorry, hehe" she said wuth a playful grin.
"Why are you always biting me?" I asked, half annoyed but also a little amused.
"I can't resist it. You're too cute. I want to bute every inch of you," she replied, her eyes sparkling with mischief as she pretended to nibble on my cheeks. Before I could protest, Engfa kissed me again, and this time, I knew exactly what she wanted. She grabbed the hem if my shirt and began to slowly lift it over my head.
"B-baby, we can't," I whispered, trying to sound firm but failing miserably.
"Why not?" she asked, her fingers already tracing patterns on my now-exposed skin.
"We have a meeting tomorrow," I reminded her, hoping that would make her stop.
"And?" she replied, raising an eyebrow as if my excuse was the weakest she'd ever heard
"What do you mean 'and'? We have to rest!" I insisted, trying to stay rational despite the heat building between us.
"I'll let you rest after, please, baby," she begged, her voice softening into that irresistible tone she knew would make me cave. Her pout was too adorable, and I couldn't say no to her, no matter how hard I tried. With a resigned sigh, I nodded.
She immediately captured my lips in another deep kiss, her hands quickly finding their way to my breasts. "Ughhhh, g-gentle, please," I moaned, the sensation overwhelming.
"Okay, baby, I'll be gentle," She promised, her voice low and husky as she continued to caress me, her touch both tender and teasing.
All thoughts of the meeting tomorrow faded away as she held me close, our bodies and hearts completely in sync.
Her kisses began to trail downward, and when she reached my breast, she captured it with her mouth, sucking eagerly as if it were her first time. The sensation made me arch my back involuntarily. "Hmmm, baby," I moaned, my voice heavy with need.
"Good girl, moan my name. Do it," Engfa demanded, her voice dripping with dominance. Without warning, she bit down on my nipple, sending a sharp jolt of pain mixed with pleasure coursing through me.
"Ahhhhh, f-fuckkkk, Engfa!" I cried out, overwhelmed by the intensity of the sensations.
Her hands roamed my body with a sense of urgency, exploring every inch as if she couldn't get enough. Suddenly, she grabbed one of my legs and pulled it apart from the other, spreading me wide open for her. She took her time, her hand slowly making its way to my center, where she began to massage me with a gentle but deliberate pressure. Each movement elicited a louder moan from my lips.
"You're so wet, baby," she giggled, her tone teasing but also full of desire. The sound
of her laughter sent a thrill through me,
knowing how much she enjoyed driving me wild like this.
ENGFA'S POV
"Oh God, fuck me, Engfa, please," Charlotte begged, her voice trembling with need.
I couldn't help but smile at her plea. Hearing such words from her sweet mouth was like stepping into a different world. Charlotte Austin, usually so soft and gentle, could be as sexy as Maxine when she wanted to be. I couldn't believe how lucky I was to have this girl.
Sensing her growing impatience, I slowly removed the last of her clothes, revealing her fully to me. I let my fingers slide inside her, feeling her warmth, then moved back up to her swollen clit. I began to massage it with just the right amount of pressure- not enough to make her cum, but enough to keep her on the edge. The desperation in her eyes was almost too much, and I knew I couldn't torture her any longer.
I slipped another finger inside her,
watching as she gripped the bedsheet and gasped, her mouth forming a perfect "O."
"Engfa!" she whispered, her voice barely audible, almost lost in the pleasure.
"Yes, baby?" I responded, my tone soft but filled with intent.
"F-faster, please," she pleaded, her voice cracking with urgency.
"As you wish, baby," I whispered back. I quickened my pace, my fingers moving in and out of her faster this time. Her body responded immediately, trembling as she reached her climax. She was shaking, her entire body consumed by the release. I didn't pull away, letting her ride out the waves of her orgasm, keeping my fingers inside her until she was completely spent. She was shaking from that orgasm which made me smile.
"Stop smiling, you idiot," Charlotte gasped, still trying to catch her breath.
I couldn't help but grin as I looked at her. "So, shall we do it again?"
"Shut up, Engfa!" she snapped, her voice still shaky. "Can't you see I'm still trembling from what you just did?" She stared at me in disbelief, her eyes wide.
"Come on, baby, just one more time," I pleaded, giving her my best puppy-dog eyes.
"No way," she said firmly, though there was a hint of a smile playing at the corners of her lips. "We have to go to work tomorrow morning, okay? Let's not push our luck."
"Fine," I sighed dramatically, flopping back onto the bed, but I couldn't wipe the smile off my face.
