A Twist In Fate

6

Entering our new home, Charles puts everything away and I go to wash my makeup off. Drying my face, I look up to see Charles in the doorway holding a bottle of wine and two empty glasses. Understanding the silent question, I nod and follow him to our bed. He undresses himself down to his briefs to match my oversized t-shirt and panties, before joining me. He pours a glass and hands it to me before filling his own. We silently drink until we finish the whole bottle. The air is tense and heavy between us.

"I'll go get us another bottle." He moves on the bed to leave, but he doesn't get far before I place my hand on his.

"Charles..." His gaze reaches mine, I crawl towards him and put our glasses on the side table next to the now empty bottle of wine. "I didn't know you felt that way too." I place myself on his lap and he leans against the headboard.

"It's fine, really."

"But is it though?" I lean in, our lips only an inch away. "Just because we have to, doesn't make it fine. It's okay, to not be okay." His hot breath against my lips, I close the distance between us. He kisses back, opening his mouth accepting me. The kiss is desperate as if we are both searching for a reason to continue on in our lives. His hands cup my ass, and I grind into him. One hand remains on my ass as the other grips a fistful of my hair and jerks my head back. His mouth goes to my neck where he bites relentlessly. I moan and grind harder feeling myself get wet and needy. "Please..." Without another beat he lifts my ass, just enough to free his dick. Sliding my panties aside, he lowers me down and I feel him. I feel the way he needs this right now as much as I do. I moan as he fills me, deep and unforgiving. I want more. I grind my hips to create more friction and lose myself. He pumps into me making me want to cum, but I want to build more. I want him to make me shake like never before. I claw at his back, biting his neck. "I'm so close..." Not needing anymore said, he picks me up and flips me, so he is on top. His lips crash onto mine, consuming me. He thrusts into me, pounding me. I take him, all of him.

"Where?" I don't answer, I wrap my legs firmly around him not wanting him to stop. I bite my lip to keep from screaming as my hips buck and he lets out a strained moan. Warmth floods in me and I can feel his cock pulsing inside of me. He holds himself above me, we gaze into each other's eyes, searching. Neither one of us is willing to say anything first. I smile. There are no words to say in this moment. I cup his face with my hands and pull him down. Our lips meeting once again.

Writers note :

-First spicy scene, what did y'all think? :)