Total pages in book: 124
Estimated words: 117574 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 588(@200wpm)___ 470(@250wpm)___ 392(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 117574 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 588(@200wpm)___ 470(@250wpm)___ 392(@300wpm)
“I’ll definitely give it a try, buddy,” Tessa says. She leans down and kisses her son. “Thank you for always looking out for me. Goodnight, love.”
Hugs, goodnights, and “I love you’s” are administered across the board, and a minute later, we four adults are standing together in the hallway. We talk briefly about logistics for tomorrow, since I’ve volunteered to drive Tessa and the family to the airport. When that conversation is over, Ryan and Tessa head to their bedroom for the night, while Auggie and I head downstairs to check on Lucky.
When we find our beloved dog, he’s snuggled up with Rudy on the couch and doesn’t look the least bit interested in following us back up the stairs. Our fur baby settled, we head to our guest bedroom, holding hands as we go, our mutual body language making it clear we’re both planning to finish off an amazing day with another round of amazing sex.
When we get to the guest bedroom, Auggie shuts the door behind us and turns to me with molten lust in his gorgeous blue eyes. “Hey, beautiful lady,” he says flirtatiously. “Can you guess my mission for tonight?” The question is rhetorical, I think; also, my clit is pulsing like crazy, so I’d rather get down to business than pepper him with guesses.
“Tell me and then fuck me, please.”
With sparkling blue eyes, Auggie takes two steps to me, slides his palms on my cheeks, and smiles wickedly. “My mission for tonight is to make you scream so fucking loud when you come, little Zachary Morgan comes knocking on our door to check on his beloved Auntie Charlotte.”
23
AUGGIE
All it takes is one deep kiss, and we’re both instantly ravenous, even before making it to the bed. The way we’re going at each other, you’d think we’ve both been celibate and horny for a decade, while awaiting this precise moment. How is it possible we’re both this hungry for each other, yet again? For my part, my desire for Charlotte is endless. Infinite. Off the charts. Mind-blowingly all-consuming. I can’t get enough of this addictive woman. And by the way Charlotte’s currently clawing at my shirt to get it the fuck off, I think it’s pretty clear she’s feeling a similar addiction.
My shirt off and hurled across the bedroom, Charlotte progresses to the metal buttons on my jeans. I help her out and get myself completely naked in lightning speed, while Charlotte quickly does the same. When we’re both freed of our pesky clothes, I push Charlotte’s back against the nearby wall with a thud that’s probably got Zach’s ears ringing down the hallway and kiss the hell out of her there, while the tip of my hard dick nudges into her belly. When we arrived earlier, we put our bags on the bed, and I’m unwilling to delay our horny crazy-train for a split-second—not even long enough to clear off the bed.
We’re making out like wild animals now. Moaning, groaning, and groping while smashing our bodies together like our lives depend on it—and it’s fucking amazing. This entire day with Charlotte has been incredible, from the moment I got home from school and Charlotte showed me those videos to this moment right here. To top it all off, today is the first day since all this craziness started that Charlotte and I didn’t do a single show. That wasn’t our plan; the day just got away from us. The end result, however, is that now, more than ever, Charlotte feels like mine. Like my real-life, actual girlfriend, rather than my fuck buddy or porny business partner. At this point, my relationship with Charlotte, whatever it is, feels better and more natural than any official romantic relationship I’ve ever had. In fact, it’s better than any relationship in my wildest dreams.
Groaning with excitement, I pin Charlotte’s arms above her head against the wall with one hand while stroking between her legs with the other. After a few strokes, when I sink my fingers deep inside her, she moans and begs me to fuck her. But I’m not going to do that, despite how wet she is for me. How urgently she’s asking for it and how badly I want it. Not yet. I use the wetness from her pussy to make her clit slick, and then massage that hard nub around and around with my fingertips, until Charlotte’s legs wobble and her breathing turns labored and erratic. As her pleasure spirals higher and higher, Charlotte begins whimpering and gyrating her pelvis, like her body is aching to be penetrated.
I release her hands, so I can properly finger fuck her while also continuing my assault on her clit. And that does it. After only a few seconds into my dual attack, Charlotte stiffens and groans, and then comes so hard, and with such a load groan, I quickly cover her mouth with my palm to keep Zach firmly in his bed.