Charlotte is a 28 year old who is working as the head Chef at Tris, the most in demand restaurant in Los Angeles. She is career focused, and looking for the perfect man to fit into her life. She is incredibly particular and has a list of what she e...
It was the week before Christmas and we were headed to Montana for our weekend stay in the cabin I bought at the charity dinner. Since all four of us are going, we decided to do Christmas up there in the snow. The owners have it all decorated already.
"Babe, I don't think I have enough warm clothes!" Charlotte yelled over to me from her closet as she packed. I walked out of my closet and over to her and wrapped my arms around her from behind.
"I guess we'll just have to use body heat then, hu?" I said as I swayed my hips as I pressed into her.
"As much as I would love that, I'm serious. Can I pack a few of your hoodies for myself?"
"Of course you can. Take anything you want. I have everything I need already packed." I told her.
Tomorrow is Friday and we leave first thing in the morning, then come home Monday. Once Charlotte finished packing, for what I can only assume was for a month-long trip to Antarctica based on the two huge suitcases, I put all of our bags by the door. It was already ten oclock and we were supposed to fly out at 8 tomorrow morning. When I got back into the bedroom I heard the shower running. I pulled off my shirt and stepped out of my jeans before sliding into bed. I leaned back against the headboard and opened my laptop on my lap. I wanted to finish a few things for The Loft before we flew out in the morning.
I heard the shower stop and the blow dryer turn on. A few minutes later Charlotte walked out with a towel wrapped around her. I still can't look away from her, even though she does this every day. Just before she got to her closet door she unhooked her towel and it fell to the floor revealing her bare back and perfect little ass.
"Tease!" I said to her and I heard her laugh.
I continued working for a little while and realized that Charlotte was still in her closet, like twenty minutes later. Just as I was about to say something, all the lights in the bedroom dimmed. That was one feature I had added when we moved in. There are light switches and controls for the bedroom in the closet and by each nightstand.
In the past, every time she dims the lights, I have a hell of a night ahead of me. I close my laptop and set it on my nightstand. I look back to her closet door and let out a shaky breath as soon as I see her. She is in all black lingerie that has a bunch of little straps all over it. It's sexy as hell with a little bit of a bondage feel to it.
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We have been getting a little rougher with our sex lately and trying a few new things. She gave me a beautiful smirk as she lifted one hand up to reveal a set of handcuffs. The same pair worn in the boudoir picture in my closet. She let one cuff fall and swing from the chain. She slowly walked to me giving her hip sway some exaggeration.
She climbed on to the foot of the bed and crawled up to me, straddling me and sinking down into my lap. She ran one hand over my neck, to the back of my head, and up to my hair. She took a handful and pulled, effectively lifting my chin and exposing my neck. My hands shot to her waist as I held her in place and pushed my already hard dick up against her. She ran her tongue up my neck from my collarbone to my jaw, then took my bottom lip between her teeth and pulled.
