CJ Flint
I step out of the hospital into the air and breathed in deeply, happy that it didn't smell like cleaning supplies. I give Cheyenne a tight hug before letting her leave to Scott's family Thanksgiving.
"Have fun, be safe." I call and wink at Chey as she walks to Scott's car. She blushes under my gaze and sticks her tongue out before throwing a kiss over her shoulder for me.
"Let's get far away from here, please." I chirp while grabbing onto Mike's arm.
"With pleasure." Mike kisses the top of my head then opens the passenger door for me. It only takes fifteen minutes to return to the place I now call home.
"Charlotte, I'm so happy you are finally home!" PrimRose engulfed me into a hug even though she say me twenty minutes ago, "I just wish I had a few more minutes to clean up some more." She commented while looking at the dirty clothes pile Mike had left in the hall next to the laundry room.
Mike sheepishly rubs the back of his neck, "I didn't have much time to do laundry."
"And we are out of laundry detergent so I couldn't do it." PrimRose crosses her arms but gives a small smile to her son who she clearly just embarrassed. "I'll go to the store really quick and pick some up along with some real groceries." She says in a finality tone and grabs Mike's keys from his hand. She gives a small wave before going out to the car and leaving.
"Sorry for the mess." Mike comments as we walk down the hallway to our room.
"That's alright." I say just happy to be home. " But you forgot some dirty clothes."
"Where?" he looks around on the floor to find the culprit.
"Here." I say tugging his shirt off his back and throwing it into the pile outside the door.
He smiles mischievously at me in return. "You can't lay on your back Vodka.." He trails off.
"Who said I'd be the one on my back?" I bite my bottom lip, reaching down to unzip and unbutton the jeans he had on.
He took a sharp intake of breath before capturing my lips in his. We removed each others clothes with a need that came with weeks of not being able to touch one another. I push Mike's bare chest until he falls on the bed with a painfully hard erection. I sway my hips as I walk to meet him. Then straddling him and leaning down for a kiss while we met at my entrance. It was fast and urgent unlike the first few times we'd had sex, but I didn't care.
When we were both satisfied, Mike got me a loose nightgown to wear then applying the ointment for my skin. I turn around and kiss him deeply.
"Thank you. For everything you do for me." I say looking up at him through my lashes.
"I love you for that same reason." Mike whispers as if he is afraid.
"I love you too."
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According to his memory
Любовные романыCJ Flint has spent all her life running from her father and his cruel ways. At 16 she took her younger sister, Cheyenne, and ran away. Now at the age of 23 she finds herself in the big city just waiting for the other shoe to drop as she begins to fe...
