A/N this chapter continues directly from the previous chapter because I came up with more ideas in the middle of the night hehehe
(Mia's POV)
"We should go in now don't you think?" I murmur kissing her lips again. "Are you ok can you get up?" "Just about," Char breathes pulling herself away from the wall slowly, using my hand to help her. I put my jacket back on from the ground. "Come on then sweetheart let me buy you a drink." I lead her inside the club, music blaring and lights flashing lights on the dance floor. I head over to the bar and buy us two gin and tonics each. "Here you go sweetheart," I say handing it to her as we sit at the bar. I shuffle my stool closer to her, catching her small glances and lip bites from the corner of my eye.
I take a gulp of my drink before resting one hand on her hip and the other around her neck, planting slow kisses across her lips and down her neck. A few soft moans escape from her lips. I bring the kisses just under her ear and on her earlobe, my teeth nibbling on her lobe while my other hand teases her waist. I continue to kiss her neck, slowly guiding my fingers under her dress again and towards her panties. I feel the soaked material under my fingertips as she tries to hide her sighs behind my neck. We both clock people starting to approach the bar. "Shhh baby no pretty noises from that pretty little mouth of yours or they'll know what I'm doing to you right now."
I wander my fingers beyond the material, using one finger to tease her clit. Char tries to cover the moans that escape her lips into my shoulder, looking me right in the eyes with desire and pleasure. "Is this ok me feeling you in pu..." I start. "Yes," she breathes. "It's more than ok, keep going, keep going until I can't take anymore baby please." I take my finger out in a hurry, making her whine, before dragging her across the dance floor into a corner, opening her legs with my heel and pushing it in between her. "Uhhh," Char gasps throwing her head against the wall, the music blaring in our ears fading into the background. I kiss her lips slowly and passionately as she starts to lose her control, grabbing onto my ass like her life depends on it.
"You're still horny aren't you sweet baby?" I murmur into her mouth. "Yes," she groans. "Mia take me... please." I abide by her request, removing my heel and replacing it with two fingers which lap at her clit, circling it roughly making me moan uncontrollably, not even caring about the noises she's making in a public space. "You're such a slut," I whisper in my ear, feeling the pressure in her lower stomach break as I do. She comes all over my fingers once more, her thighs shaking and her voice raspy and desperate. "Mia please I.... I need to go home." I give her one last rough kiss, biting on her bottom lip as I release to make it last while removing my fingers. "Your wish is my command baby I'm calling us a taxi let's go outside."
Within the next 10 minutes we're back home again. I push Char against the door before she even has time to take her shoes off and kiss her with everything I have, my hands teasing her body to slowly remove her dress, swiftly followed by her underwear. "God you're hot," I breathe down her neck. "I tasted you just moments ago and I'm still so fucking hungry." I lift her up off the door and drag her to the room where I throw her on the bed. I undress myself completely apart from my heels, crawling further towards her as I remove each item slowly. I step my heel onto the centre of her throat. "Aww what a good little slut." I send kisses all the way down her body, watching her quiver as I do.
She grabs hold of my ass, kneading her way around it as I take my tongue through her folds, feeling how hot and wet she is for me. I taste her roughly and slowly, taking in each flavour that passes my tongue, sucking roughly on her clit and letting my teeth gently graze it. "Amelia Roberts!" She screams as I send her into yet another orgasm, and then another before she has time to recover from the last. I can feel her thighs shaking and her nails gripping and scratching down my lower back and ass. "F... fuck!" She yelps as another wave passes through her. When I finally get back up, her eyes are wide and watery and her entire body is shaking.
"Sweetheart," I whisper kissing her lips softly. "Are you ok?" "More than ok," she breaths. "You're perfect," I mumble kissing her neck and shoulders, and then back to her lips. "I love you so fucking much Charlotte Victoria Roberts." She reaches her hand out, stroking it across my tits slowly. "I love you too. I can't believe you're mine, aren't I lucky?" I kiss her again, slowly and softly, our hands tangling in each other's hair. We both hum happily into the kisses, inhaling each other's breathes and taking short gasps only to carry on again.
These are the kind of kisses I wish could last forever. Our bodies interviewed. Our hearts pounding against each other's chests and sweat dripping. "I love you," I mumble helplessly into her mouth. "You're my slut but you're also my wife and my love. You're literally so fucking perfect for me." "I love you too," Char mumbles back. "My wife." I can't help but moan a little hearing her call me that. Like fuck. This woman is my wife. Mine. Forever. And always.
