Corrode - [Charles Leclerc]

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         Charles couldn't continue sleeping when he briefly opened his eyes and looked right at Joanne's sleeping figure. One of her hands were still resting on his chest and she looked peaceful and happy, even while asleep. Charles softly moved his fingertips through her hair, watching her eyes move slightly under her eyelids. He turned her to her back and he gently rode up the satin material of her nightgown. Joanne slowly started to wake up, feeling his touch wandering over her bare skin. Soft kisses dropped to her ribs and lowered to her tummy. Her eyes fluttered open and she propped herself up on her elbows to look at him. "Good morning". Joanne smiled. "Good morning". Charles replied, continuing to press his lips to her stomach, knowing that in a few weeks she'd show the slightest sign of the baby that was growing in there. "Honestly, I can wait to show you off". He muttered, his hands rubbing in soft circles over her skin as he rested his body between her legs.

"Hmm, I don't even know how far I'm in. You'd have to wait at least a month for me to show a little bump". Joanne rested back against the pillows again. "When do you think it happened?". He asked with a grin, nearing the lace edge of her underwear with his kisses, his hands moving around her thighs. "When you got me pregnant you mean?". Joanne laughed. "Has to be Australia". Charles muttered and she was still giggling at the look of mischief in his eyes. His lips moved to her inner thighs meanwhile, kissing her soft skin while he hooked his fingers inside of her underwear and pulled it down her legs. He disappeared under the thin duvet of the bed and she laughed, sitting up slightly to move the sheets away. His sparkling blue eyes looked up at her and it never failed to make her heart beat a little faster and it never failed to make her cheeks blossom just a little bit pink. Joanne watched as he lovingly kissed her thighs some more, moving his lips back to her lower abdomen, her hipbones before his mouth covered her mound. She let her head fall back with a soft sigh and she felt herself relax.

His tongue slowly moved through her labia, lapping at her folds and his eyes glanced up at her meanwhile, watching her eyelids flutter closed and her back slightly arched upwards to the ceiling. Her soft sighs and whimpers reached his ears and he continued to swipe his tongue up and down, flattening the muscle on her little bundle of nerve endings. She's sensitive all over and he notices, how she's squirming softly under the firm grip he had on her thighs and she sucked in a harsh breath when he suddenly stopped. "You're so mean". Joanne her head shot up as she looked down at him, a chuckle passing his lips. "Would a mean person do this?". Charles' head buried between her thighs again and Joanne clasped her hand over her mouth to muffle the moan that left her. His tongue moved over every crevice, gentle yet needy as she felt the sparkles in her lower abdomen that indicated the coil was about to snap. One of her hands fisted in his hair and his hand rested on her thighs, fingertips rubbing soft circles on her skin as he sucked her clit into his mouth and she convulsed on his tongue.

Joanne controlled her breath meanwhile, feeling her body tingle as he kissed her stomach, her ribs, back up to her neck and eventually reaching her mouth. Charles kissed her lovingly before he laid down next to her again. "I'd love to continue, mon amour, but I have to get ready for work". He sighed deeply, dropping a few kisses to her neck. "Hmm, okay". Joanne hummed, a soft pout on her lips that he kissed away as soon as he saw it. There was only a slight bulge in his briefs and she was surprised by his self control. "I could come with you in the shower...". She cheekily mentioned, her nails scratching softly down his abdomen and he chuckled, taking her hand in his and kissing her fingertips. "Then I won't be able to leave the bathroom, ever". He said and a smile curled her lips. The handle of the bedroom door softly moved down before the door opened. "Dad?". Jules peaked his head around the door and he came into the bedroom, Liam following closely. "We didn't hear you coming home last night". He pouted softly. "I did come home, buddy". Charles said and he smiled at his son as he climbed onto the bed with them.