Gray Areas | Englot | GxG

13. Complications

POV CHARLOTTE

The moment her bedroom door clicked shut, she didn't waste a second, capturing my lips with a fierce intensity that left me breathless. Her tongue slipped effortlessly into my mouth, then sucking on my bottom lip, while her hands roamed every inch of my body-squeezing my hips, kneading my breasts.

God, I was melting into her touch.

In that instant, every bit of pent-up desire and longing between us came pouring out.

Her kisses were deep, hungry, and consuming as she guided me backward toward the bed. She only paused our kiss for a split second, just long enough to slip my clothes off, leaving me bare under her gaze. Matching her intensity, I eased her clothes away until just our pants separated us, our breaths mingling as the distance between us disappeared.

She didn't stop there; her lips trailed down to my neck, kissing and sucking with that same, unrelenting intensity. I felt the warm path she left along my collarbone, down to my chest, each kiss marking her journey as if silently responding to my earlier, whispered "I missed you." Every inch she covered, every lingering kiss, was her way of saying just how much she'd missed me too.

Her hands slipped to the hem of my pants, and with one swift motion, she pulled them down, leaving me standing in nothing but my underwear.

"Oh..." A soft, shaky sigh slipped from my lips, my heart pounding with a mix of desire and anticipation. My fingers tangled in her hair as I watched her on her knees, completely captivated by her every move.

Engfa's kisses trailed down my thighs, urgent and relentless, each touch sending a shiver through me.

She kissed and licked her way to the edge of my underwear, teasing me mercilessly as her fingers pressed gentle, slow circles against my center through the thin fabric.

"Oh! Fuck!" I moaned, the sensation building to an intensity that was nearly unbearable. She must have felt the wetness through the fabric, each touch driving me insane, every movement perfectly in tune with my rising need.

When she looked up at me, eyes dark with desire, the intensity in her gaze alone made me melt, my arousal impossible to hide.

I pulled her back up, kissing her fiercely, my own need matching hers as her fingers kept that maddeningly slow rhythm, circling and teasing.

Desperate to feel her against me, I reached for her shorts, only to curse whoever convinced her that tight denim at two in the morning was a good idea. She pulled back with a smirk, helping me ease them off. But I didn't wait another second-I pushed her back onto the bed, tugging down her underwear and positioning myself between her legs, savoring the anticipation between us.

"Char..." she breathed out, propping herself up on her elbows. She lay bare before me, nothing but pure, unfiltered beauty.

Standing up, I slid my own underwear down, and I saw the way her eyes darkened, her breath catching as she watched me strip completely. She reached out to touch me, but I shook my head, teasing her. Understanding my intent, she spread her legs a little wider, a silent challenge that made my heart race. Goodness!

I needed no further invitation. My lips found her skin, kissing and trailing down her legs, up her thighs, slowly savoring each inch, each shuddering breath from her. When I finally reached my destination, I glanced up, holding her gaze. "You'll know just how many times I touched myself imagining this moment," I murmured, letting the words drip with promise, seeing her lips part as she released a quiet, shaky sigh.

"Yeah...? did you.. imagine me..." she teased back, voice a low and shaky, seductive whisper.

"Every single time... every time I missed you." I leaned in, licking her center slowly, savoring her taste.