The Lover's Children novel Chapter 99

MICHAEL

Charlotte’s lips stretch into a wider smile then peel back, displaying her teeth as I tighten my grip on the nipple, pinching, hard enough for pain. Then as I pinch harder, eyes closing, she hisses air between her teeth. Her fragrance blooms and my cock comes to life.

That’s more like it…

And there’s a reason women have two nipples…

Rising from my perch on the bed, I slide the robe from my shoulders, standing over her to display my burgeoning erection. The smile blooms to a grin as I swing a leg across, straddling her.

That’s my girl…

That grin kicks-starts my blood-pressure, pumping up until a racing pulse sets my head pounding, but in a good way as my cock bumps into overdrive. Charlotte’s eyes fix on it, framed by her breasts, twitching and throbbing, ready to go.

Mischief, disguised as emerald mermaid eyes, rises to meet me. Slipping fingers into her mouth, briefly she sucks and lubricates, then ringing my erection, she slides up to the crown, squeezing ever so gently over the ridge…

Then up and over pressured flesh and the slit, even now seeping glistening fluid, lubricating further. Heat rises up my face. The pressure rises in my groin…

Fuck!

Charlotte chuckles, a deep-down sound, low and fruity, vibrating through to the skin and muscle of thighs. Altering her grip on me, she winds the pads of thumb and finger in slippery circles over sensitive skin, rubbing and kneading and…

“Stop!” I didn’t mean to sound harsh, but she pauses, eyes wide, lips parting… “Stop,” I repeat, more gently, peeling her fingers away. “You’ll have me firing off when we’ve barely started.”

Her expression turns impish again and she settles back, curving one arm back over her head. “So, what would you like?”

Still bestride her, I stoop, brushing my lips over hers then, at her open-mouthed response, inch down and around, taking her in my arms, rolling us together to lie side by side, face to face. Her fingers creep into my hair. Mine into hers. My shaft, pushes against her belly, pressured and pulsing, but locked into our embrace, there’s no urgency to do anything about it.

Charlotte reaches for my mouth with hers, her breath warm over my face, scented of mint. I think she’s going to kiss me, but instead, she takes my lower lip between her teeth, slowly stretching the flesh. Such a small movement, but pleasure stabs down, tightening my balls and making my cock throb: satisfying and utterly delicious.

Tightening my embrace around her shoulders with one arm, I slide a hand down to cup a buttock, hitching her up and closer. She responds by swinging a leg up and over my thigh, opening herself to me, manoeuvring until she settles the vee of her thighs around my cockhead.

We meet at mouth and chest and loins, bodies pressed together, heating, growing slick and scented: the scent of her, of me, the musky scents of arousal and sex.

“You ready, Babe?”

For reply, she opens her mouth to mine, flexes her spine and her hips, contouring herself against me, widening her thighs. As she moves, her aroma billows, and the need to be inside her flashes sharp and bright.

Touching to her entrance, I anchor for a moment, taking the time to feel the heat of her, the liquid ripple of her flesh against mine, the double-time thumping of her heart against my chest, of mine against her breasts.

As I enter her, piercing her with my body, fingernails bite into my scalp and the moan shimmers from her throat into mine. Still with one hand clasping her at the rear, I slide into clenching, clutching flesh. But I don’t thrust. Instead, twisting my hips, I wind into her, aiming for the sweet spot, hearing and tasting her sigh as I find it, massaging her inside.

Locked at mouth and loins, we’re breathing the same air, almost sharing the same space. It barely feels like we’re two people.

She’s trying to move with me, but I don’t let her, restraining her movement as I ream her inside. It’s almost unbearably sweet. Irresistibly intense.

Surrendering to me, Charlotte goes limp in my embrace, letting me do as I wish, leading her up the path to climax. Her heartbeat is no longer a thump, but a drumming, then a hammering.

With a gasp, she stiffens, arches, then spasms. Spilling the scream into my mouth, she contorts then convulses. Jerking back my head, I break our kiss, letting her breathe, letting myself see. Watching the most beautiful sight I know, my Charlotte in the throes of orgasm, I resist my own rush, wanting to draw out the moment, to extend it, to…

Aahhhh…

And it takes me. Jolting forward, I drop my face into the nook of shoulder and neck, burying myself in a sea of copper hair as I spurt, deep and long. An ecstatic pulse. And another. And another…

And as I think I’m done, rumbling through my cheekbone, that chuckle again, and Charlotte clenches around me.

Fuck!

And I spurt once more…

“Stop! Christ, Charlotte… Stop!” And as I jerk my head back, she’s looking me full in the face, eyes full of joy and laughter.

She lays a palm on my cheek. “Thank you. I needed that.”

“Thank you too, Babe.” I kiss her forehead. “Try to stay calm. We’ll work our way though this.” She swallows, looking away, but I pinch at her chin, steering her back to me. “Yes, I’d love for us to have that baby together, but if it didn’t happen, there’s still you and me, and James and Cara. And Richard and Beth with Adam. And your mom and dad with Vicky.”

“I know…” She blinks, her voice small. “… and it’s wonderful. But this is about you. It’s your turn. It’s…”

“Shush.” I press a finger to her lips. “You matter to me more than anything. Really, Babe. It’ll be fine.”

*****

KLEMPNER

My mobile rings. Lorelei again.

“You have something for me?”

“Got the word about some guy who fits your description and gives her the creeps.”

“Who is she? A colleague? A friend?”

“Friend of a friend. Pole dancer at one of the clubs. Three or four nights a week.”

“A dancer? Does she do more than dance?”

“You’d have to ask her that. Most do.”

“So, I can talk to her?”

“Yup, she said she’d meet up with us before her turn tonight. Ruby’s at nine. That work for you?”