tw: mature content (feel free to skip! theres no important plot, you aren't missing a thing);)
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Adelaide Chambers had been kissed once in her life, and it was something she didn't like to remember. But being kissed by a man like Charles Mayhew could never even be compared by anything else. When he finally inched forward, and let his lips connect to hers, she swore fireworks erupted in her.
It was like a crashing wave calming before meeting with the shore. His hunger and desire for her coming to a meeting at her lips. All of Charlie's anger and darkness poured out onto the floor and seeped down away from him. The kiss of Adelaide brought a light in his heart that made him want her even more.
It only took him a few moments of soft kissing before he smiled against her lips. He pulled back, admiring her face. And for a second, he almost felt bad for what he was going to do to her.
The look of innocence on Addie's face was quickly replaced by the smashing of Charlie's lips onto hers. She moaned into him, hands finding his shoulders. Her legs wrapped around his waist so fast that the loose knot of his towel came loose. Addie gasped at the feeling of his bare hips rubbing against her legs. He took one hand to the back of her hair, softly pulling it, as his other found the waistband of her panties.
Charlie looked at her one more time. "Are you sure?" He asked quietly. Addie bit her lips, and gave herself a second to think.
This would be her first time, and basically her first everything. Charlie was her first everything. She had spent so much time thinking about it that the thought of going through with it didn't scare her. But what about her morals, or her father? Addie looked at Charlie, he was gentle with her in the ways it mattered and was there for her every time she asked him to be. She was ready, she was all his.
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