15 • Caught

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   Warning: Sexual content will be included in this chapter. I advise for younger viewers to skip this chapter. This is actually a really funny chapter, in my opinion.

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   Charlie's POV:

  Meghan and I were on the couch in each other's arms. We had just decided to get married about an hour ago. I couldn't take it anymore. I loved her, and I didn't want to go another day without her. She was my sunshine when it was raining. She lit me up in ways nobody else did. I love her.

  "Charlie," she whispers against my chest. We were laying on top of each other on the couch in her living room. Her head was resting on my chest, and I had been rubbing her back and occasionally squeezing her ass for the past hour. We were basking in the glory of engagement.

  "Yes, baby girl?" I asked as pulled her up, so I was staring at sparkling, emerald eyes.

  "I love you so, so much," she whispers.

  "I love you, too, baby girl," I say as I kiss her jawline. I start kissing down the side of her neck, and I continue to her chest. She moans quietly when my tongue lightly grazes over her sensitive spot.

  "Charlie later, please," she says. I stop and look at her and narrow my eyes.

  "What's wrong with you?" I ask.

  "Nothing," she says as she lays her head against my chest, again.

  "You just got engaged. You haven't had sex in 2 weeks. Your brother and best friend left so we could do this. Why do you not want to have god damn sex!" I say and laugh at her. 

  She giggles back. "I wanted to just enjoy ourselves and–"

  "That is enjoying ourselves," I interrupt.

  She huffs. "I wanna have sex, too. I just don't want to take it that fast. I want to get to know each other better. I want us to know each other so damn well that we can have a quiz and ask the most bizarre questions, and I want us to to be able to answer all of them correctly."

  "We can do that after we have sex," I whisper in her ear. I spred her legs apart as I hold her ass. She begins to kiss me without any response, so I guess that she's fine with it. I grip her ass with my hands, and she moans. I lick her bottom lip for entrance, but she shakes her head and smirks. So she wants to play that game.

  My hands began to move her shirt up, and I slide my hands around to her back, so I can undo her bra. I unclasp it and move my hands back to her sides. I carefully slip my hand into her bra and start to massage her breast. As soon as my thumb gently grazes over her hard nipple, she moaned into my mouth, and I took the chance and my tongue went in her mouth. She responded by pulling me upwards and pushing me back down as soon as she wrestled my shirt off of me. I took this chance to slide her shirt and her bra off of her, leaving her in her dark, skinny jeans. She sat up as she straddled my hips, and she undid her hair, letting fire red, soft pieces of hair fall onto her back.

"Charlie, we should take this upstairs. They said only two hours," she mumbles before kissing me, again.

"It's only been one," I whisper.

"No, it hasn't. Trust me," she says. I just shake my head and kiss her. We started to devour each other, wanting more from each other. She just goes along with it, but I was wrong to not listen to her.

Meghan's POV:

As soon as Charlie began to unzip my skinny jeans, I heard the front door open. I ignored it, hoping that they wouldn't walk in here, but with my luck, they did. Jojo gasps, and I look up from kissing him. Her eyes were covered with her hands, and she was turned around.

"Ryan, don't come in here!" she yells. I just giggle and look back down at Charlie. He swiftly sits up and stands up with me still around him. I squeal in surprise, and I giggle as I wrap my hands around his neck.

"Sorry, Jojo," he says as he walks past her.

"Is it okay to look?" she asks.

"If you're okay with seeing my boobs, yes," I say. Charlie leans towards my ear as Jojo takes her hands off of her eyes.

"I'm fine with seeing your boobs," he whispers. I pull back and slap him on the shoulder.

"I know that you doof!" I say as I laugh. He laughs too, and Jojo just stares at us. She sighs and shakes her head.

"I swear. You two need to have sex before I blow a freaking gasket because I have been waiting for this ship to sail for a while, and it finally is! So go upstairs and have sex, please," she says with many hand gestures.

"I hate to break it to you, but we've had sex more than a few times," I say and giggle.

"Well, I guess just go away and leave me alone, please, because I can't stare at you two half naked in each other's arms any longer," she says. Ryan suddenly walks in.

"What is–"

He's interrupted by out appearance, and his eyes widen. I wrap my arms around Charlie's upper torso and bury my head in his shoulder. I was pretty sure my long hair and chubby arms were covering my boobs by now. Charlie chuckles and walks towards the stairs. I giggle into his shoulder as we start up the stairs.

"Use protection!" Ryan yells.

"Shut up!" I yell back as I giggle. I hear Jojo and Ryan laughing as we step into my bedroom. Charlie gently lays me on my bed. He jumps on top of me as he straddles my hips. He begins to finish what he had been doing with my skinny jeans earlier. He yanks them off, and I smirk.

  "What?" he asks with a chuckle. I flip us over quickly, and I end up straddling his hips instead.

  "Oh...okay, then," he says. I giggle at him and start teasing him. I lean down to kiss his neck, and I start planting rough kisses and lightly scrapping my teeth over his chest. Moans come from his mouth as I begin to grind myself into his erection. I hear him groan as I feel his cock harden. I smirk against him.

  "Meg...stop it," he stutters.

  "Mkay," I say. I stop my hips, and I tug his jeans off. He sighs as I pull his underwear off along with his pants. I, again, straddle his hips with mine. The piece of clothing that's stopping us is my panties. I begin to grind on him, again, but he loses it. He flips us over again as my eyes widen. He yanks my underwear off quickly.

  "Charlie wait–"

  I was interrupted by him thrusting into me. I scream and moan in pleasure as my hands dig into the sheets of the bed. I arch my back towards him as he goes faster. He shouldn't have done that.

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  Charlie shouldn't have done that.

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