A/N: This is my first attempt at a Strike Back fan fic, so I hope it turns out okay. I may change some things, but most major things stay true just as they do in the show. So with that said, I hope you enjoy it!
A/N2: I don't own anything to do with Strike Back, I only own the plot and my characters. I blame my friend for my newest obsession with Strike Back.
From a young age, Charlotte James knew that she wanted to be someone that made a difference. It wasn't a doctor or a teacher that she wanted to be. No, she wanted to be a Marine. Living near military bases her whole life and seeing the men and women in uniform on a daily basis might have had a bit of an influence on those dreams of hers, but it also had to do with both her brother and sister encouraging her to go for it. And she did just that as soon as she graduated from high school. Knowing that this was what she wanted, she went for it just like she did everything in her life.
Once she had entered boot camp for the Marines, she received word that her mother was killed by a drunk driver. That had been a hard pill to swallow since she didn't have any family nearby. Being in the middle of training there was no way she was able to leave for before she finished. It broke her heart to have to read about exactly what happened in a letter from her brother. She knew that her father and sister were heartbroken over the loss and her brother was too, but he had always been the stronger one out all of them. Not surprisingly, her brother Matthew had taken charge and made sure she had been informed of everything that had happened all while taking care of the family and arrangements. Matthew was a force to be reckoned with when it came to family. Her sister Katherine was on her way to being a delivery nurse which didn't surprise anyone in the family, nor did Matthew becoming an architect.
Family was the one thing Charlotte knew she could always count on. But knowing that her mother wouldn't be at the boot camp graduation was hard to accept, but eventually when she had the proper time to mourn, she would. But when she did, it wouldn't be around a bunch of strangers. That much she was sure about.
Four Years Later
Walking outside in December with the sun shining was not a bad way to start her day. The morning started off with waking just before the alarm went off and felt well rested. Never did she expect to be pulled out of work and offered a chance at a new job, but of course there was a catch. She had to be willing to reenlist. What she hadn't told them was that had been her plan all along. Grinning, she walked down one of the streets to her car outside of a building at Camp Pendleton where she signed four more years of her life away. But was it signing them away if she loved what she was doing more than anything?
Opening the door to her car, she felt her cell phone vibrate in her pocket. Fishing it out of her pocket, Charlotte opened her car door with a smile when she saw it was her sister Katherine calling her. Sliding into the driver's seat, she accepted the call.
"Hey. I was just thinking about calling you."
"I bet your news is different than mine."
"So the nurse that helps deliver babies all day has some news?" Charlotte joked with her sister just like they had done all their lives. "Did you find a man who wasn't a dog?"
"Yes and no," Katherine said with a long sigh. "Promise you won't get mad at me?"
"Come on you know very well I can never stay mad at you for long," Charlotte said trying to get her sister to laugh, but it didn't work. "Katherine, what's going on? Are you okay?"
"So I met this guy on the elevator at the hospital as I was leaving my shift two months ago. He was hot and he was a smooth talker. I ended up at his hotel that night. When I woke up the next morning he was gone and there was no note or anything so I didn't think anything of it until I missed two periods in a row."
"Oh my god," Charlotte said, shock lacing her voice. "Are you pregnant?"
"I am," Katherine said with a small laugh. "Your are going to be Aunt Charlotte from now on. I haven't found the guy anywhere, but who knows if the name he gave me was real or not."
"What was the name?"
"Damien Scott."
"Well maybe one day you'll find him and tell about being a father and it will shock the shit out of him and you'll have to-"
"Your joke isn't funny."
"To you."
"You are the first person I've told about the baby. I'm planning to tell Matthew over dinner tomorrow. But I just couldn't keep it a secret any longer and I know you won't be able to make dinner so you get to know first."
"I think this will be a good thing," Charlotte admitted. "After Dad's death last year and Mom's four years ago, I think this is exactly what our family needs right now."
"Then why haven't you had any kids yet? I want to be an aunt one day as well."
"You are so funny," Charlotte said with a roll of her eyes. "Why don't you bug Matthew about that? He is the oldest and so he needs to get on that."
"I can't wait to tell him you said that."
"I bet you can't," Charlotte laughed. "But I've gotta go. I'm sitting in my car on base at and I'm supposed to be meeting someone in ten minutes on the other side of the base."
"We should Skype this weekend if you can."
"That sounds like a plan," Charlotte said with a smile. "I can't wait. Love you Katherine."
"I love you too Charlotte."
Hanging up the phone, she shook her head. That was not something she had been expecting to hear. But knowing Katherine she would be a great mother to her baby and she would never really be alone. She would have both siblings standing by her with support and anything else she might need during this new trial in her life.
Three Years Later
Walking into the communications tent, Charlotte knew that this would be the highlight of her week. It had been a month since she had left her homeland for her first tour of duty as part of the elite extraction unit. She was proud of the group she worked with and that wasn't because she was the senior officer there, but she trusted each individual in her unit. There had been a few bumps when they started, but that was done and over with and they were one of the best extraction teams there.
"Corner table is set up for you Staff Sergeant."
"Thank you."
Walking to where the marine had pointed out, she situated herself before signing onto her skype account. She was looking forward to seeing her sister and her niece along with her brother. Anytime she had leave, the chances were great that you would find her with the little angel that she called a niece.
Placing her ear buds into her ears, she plugged into the jack and made the video call. Although they weren't in the same country, she missed her family more than she thought possible. It felt like each time she was able to see her niece she had grown even more than the last time she saw her. Matthew was the same workaholic that he had always been and Katherine, well she was happy. After Hayley had been born she had this idea in her head that Hayley's father would come back into their lives, but it didn't happen and that had been hard for her to grasp. But after talking everything out with her family, she began to heal and she fell in love with her daughter all over again.
"Aunt Charlie!"
Seeing the pair of chocolate brown eyes looking at her, Charlotte couldn't help but smile. Whenever she talked to her sister, Katherine always said that Hayley looked just like a combination of the two of them. Sometimes she even said that she couldn't remember what Hayley's father looked like, but Charlotte knew better than that.
"Hi Hayley," Charlotte said looking at her face fill the screen. "How are you sweetie?"
"I got my Auntie Charlie doll today! Now you can always be with us!"
Grinning, Charlotte looked at the doll her niece was talking about. She had heard about a site that would put a picture of someone in the military for their kids and family. When Katherine had talked to Hayley about Charlotte going to serve overseas, it had been her idea to get one of those dolls. Charlotte thought her sister had been joking about it at first, but now she could see how happy it made her niece to have it.
"I see that. What are your plans for your Charlie doll?"
"Mommy says no to taking it to school, but she says I can have it in bed when I sleep so that you are watching over me. Oh! And I can have it at Uncle Mattie's."
Hayley never ceased to surprise her. For being a three year old, she was a lot smarter than she was at that age. Charlotte had told Katherine that was something she should be proud of. Knowing that Hayley wouldn't struggle in school the way Charlotte had eased the minds of Katherine and Charlotte. Katherine had to watch as Charlotte struggled early on in school and there really wasn't anything she could do to help her little sister. So knowing that her own daughter wouldn't have the same issue was a breath of fresh air for everyone.
"I hope you don't forget Charlie doll somewhere."
"Never Aunt Charlie! That would be bad!" Hayley turned and looked behind her and nodded before looking back at her aunt. "Mommy says I have to go brush my teeth. Will you still be here when I get back?"
Knowing that she wouldn't, Charlotte shook her head. "I'm about to head out for a little bit. So when you go to bed tonight I want you to snuggle real good with Charlie doll because that way I know you are thinking about me, okay?"
"Okay Aunt Charlie. I love you!"
"I love you too Hayley."
Watching as Katherine's face appeared on the screen, she gave her sister a smile. Video chats from long distances always made her miss not only home, but the people and the ordinary things.
"Hey," Katherine said leaning down so that she came onto the screen. "I know you have to go soon, but do me a favor and be careful, okay?"
"I will," Charlotte said with a nod of her head. "I love you Katherine. Give my love to Matthew when you see him. I keep missing him when I've tried to call him."
"Will do. Bye Charlotte."
"Bye Katherine."
Ending the video call, Charlotte signed out of the computer and grabbed her things before leaving the tent. There were always ups and downs when video chatting with her family. The good was seeing them and knowing that they were doing good and even hearing that they did miss her. The bad was not being able to hold them in her arms and be with them. It was hard ending the calls when she didn't know when the next time she would be able to get the time to do another video chat.
Shaking her head of the sad thoughts, she made her way to the barracks and into her sleeping quarters. She had an hour to get her stuff put away and ready for her new mission. The British were asking for assistance in getting a handful of their soldiers out of a bad situation. Knowing that she was on the number one extraction team, Charlotte knew it would be her team going in and getting them out of there. It wasn't that she minded, but there were times that she thought her team deserved a bit of a break.
Three Days Later
London, England. Shaking her head, Charlotte walked into a pub that was close to the hotel that the leader of a secret British agency was paying for. After the mission where her team had extracted four British soldiers, her team was taken to a hospital out there for one of her own marines. Lance Corporal Jackson Hill had taken a bullet in his leg, but he would make a full recovery. For now though the rest of her team including her were to relax and wait until he was out of the hospital before getting new orders. And that was how she ended up at a pub, extra time on her hands and nothing better to do.
Making her way to the bar, she took a seat and waited for the bartender to come over and take her order. All she knew was that she needed a drink that was long overdue. Taking her phone out of her jacket pocket, she texted her sister to let her know that her latest mission was fine and that she and her team had moved to a new location and that would take some time before she would be able to video chat again.
"Taking in all the sights that we have to offer?"
Looking at the man next to her, she shook her head. Michael Stonebridge. He was one of the soldiers that they had been sent in to rescue. He had been a shock since he didn't try and take command of the extraction that she was leading. There had been many times where she had to damage an ego or two to get them to listen to what she and her team had been saying. It was also refreshing not to be looked down upon just because she was a woman who was leading the extraction team.
"This has been the best thing I've seen since leaving that damn hospital."
"And how is your man?" Michael Stonebridge asked, nothing but sincerity in his voice.
"Jackson?" Charlotte asked. "He's grumpy and pissed off. But his girlfriend will be here soon enough to make him play nice again."
"So he'll be alright?"
"Yeah, he'll be just fine. It isn't his first gunshot wound and I doubt it will be his last."
"You were impressive out there."
"For a woman?" she asked as she noticed the bartender finally standing in front of her. "Can I get whatever is on tap?"
"I meant that you aren't what we expected when they told us that an American extraction team was on its way."
Nodding her head, she knew what he meant. It was rare when someone wasn't surprised by her team. "We work well together when the people we are extracting aren't being morons with egos larger that the Pacific Ocean."
"That bad?" he asked as he motioned to the bartender for another drink.
"Sometimes," she admitted. "And sometimes it gets worse."
Next Morning
Rolling over, Charlotte grabbed her phone and saw that it was her sister calling. Glancing over her shoulder, she groaned once she saw who was in her hotel bed with her. Grabbing the closest piece of clothing to her, she pulled it on before taking the phone call in the other room.
"Morning Katherine."
"I figured that I would just get your voicemail again. You know I'm getting to know your voicemail very well."
"Funny."
"So I'm late to work because Hayley had a fit about leaving Charlie doll at home. So I had to go back and get it for her. She loves that thing Charlotte."
"Where is she now?"
"Matthew is taking her for the next three days. I have a double shift and then he offered an extra day so I wouldn't be a zombie when I pick her up."
"Logical Matthew as always."
"I was wondering if you have any leave coming up in the next month or so?"
"Not sure, but I can look into it. Why what's up?"
"Your birthday is next month and we haven't seen you in a few years. At least in person and I think Hayley would love to see you again just like the rest of us."
"I miss you all."
"SHIT!"
Hearing the blaring of car horns and what sounded like glass breaking, Charlotte felt her heart plummet to the floor. She waited for her sister to say something, anything but it never came. When the line went dead, she immediately called Matthew and told him what had happened. After he told her he would call her when he knew anything, they hung up. Quietly walking into the room, she noticed Michael was still asleep. Picking up her clothes, she dressed quickly and packed what was hers. As she walked over to where Michael Stonebridge was still sleeping, she noticed for the first time that he was wearing a wedding ring.
Shaking her head in disgust, she walked back to her bag. Picking it up and making sure that she had everything she needed, she left the hotel room without taking a last look over her shoulder. As she made her way to the elevator, she called her superior officer and told him what had happened and requested leave to be with her family during this time of need.
One Year Later
Charlotte wanted to throttle her brother. No ifs, ands, or buts about it. How stupid could he be? She understood the stress he was under to get the clinic in Nigeria up and running, but how did he not understand how dangerous it would be to take a little girl into the country with him? And now the terrorist group Boko Haram had not only taken her brother captive, but four year old Hayley as well. There was a ransom, but she wasn't going to pay it. No, Charlotte was going to go and get them herself and kill whoever opposed her once she was inside. What she hadn't thought about was asking her team for help, but then again she didn't have to.
As she geared up late one night to go, they were all there waiting for her. It shouldn't have surprised her, but it had. After all they were family, even her newest team member was there. But she knew that she couldn't ask any of them to risk their lives or their careers on this mission which had not been approved by the higher ups.
"Staff Sergeant James," Private First Class Andrew Harris said as he turned to face her. "We are a team, we have each other's backs. We can't let you go in alone."
"You should know us better than this James," Lance Corporal Jackson Hill, who had been shot in the leg last year. "We might not be blood family, but we are a family. When they go after one of our owns family, we go after them. How do you want to play this out?"
"This isn't just about what is left of my family," Charlotte said. "If something goes wrong and you all know there is that possibility, it could mean your life or your career."
"It's worth the risk." Corporal Harrison Foster said, speaking for the entire team.
Nodding her head, they all loaded into the truck that wasn't too far away from them. Sighing in relief, Charlotte felt as if a weight had been lifted off her shoulders knowing that she wasn't alone in this operation. Getting her family back meant everything to her and Matthew would know that she would never leave him or Hayley to suffer at the hands of terrorists.
I'm coming Hayley, just sit tight baby girl.
The compound was easy enough to find, but it was also heavily guarded. They didn't want to take a chance on the prisoners finding a way to escape. Especially if the ransom would fund more of their operations. Hiding the truck, they picked up their communications and turned them on.
"This is Major Sinclair from Section 20."
"Hello Major," Charlotte said in a low voice. "How did you get on my line?"
"May I know to whom I am speaking with?"
"Staff Sergeant Charlotte James, United States Marines Corps."
"Staff Sergeant, I've had eyes on the compound that you are intending to infiltrate. I can help you if you can help get two of my own men out of there."
"And why should I help you?"
"Because we both know that your mission has not been approved by your superiors. I can help you if they get wind of this."
"They will get wind of it," Charlotte said with all honesty in her voice. "We are going to blow the place up after we are a safe distance away."
"I will take that blame if you will help. Do we have an agreement?"
Knowing that she would always do the right thing when it came to lives of the innocent, she nodded her head before looking at her team who had heard the whole conversation. They nodded their heads in agreement with her.
"You have an agreement Major."
They all listened to what he was saying over the communications. Upon entrance to the compound, both Harrison and Charlotte took out four guards. The other three of their group went to place explosives so they could blow the place as soon as they were out of blasting range. For Charlotte she felt as if her heart was beating twice as fast as it normally would on a mission like this. She didn't know how she was going to find Matthew or Hayley and that made her nervous.
Harrison went into the first door on the right and cleared it before falling behind his superior officer. When she stopped, he almost ran into her. That was when he heard it.
"No! That's my Charlie doll!"
Not needing to hear anything else, Charlotte and Harrison barged into the room and saw two guards. One was holding a knife to her brother's throat and the other was holding Hayley's Charlie doll.
"Gentlemen, if you don't mind," Charlotte said as she walked closer to them. "You've taken people that don't belong to you and I'm here to collect them."
When the one with the doll looked at her he started to speak, but Charlotte didn't understand. Harrison did though.
"He says that maybe one of them would be released upon ransom and that you just walked into your own death."
"Hayley, can you hear me?" Charlotte asked not taking her eyes off the men that were keeping her family captive.
"Yes."
Hearing the terror in Hayley's voice tore at her heart strings. "Ok, good. I want you to listen to me very carefully, okay? I want you to stand behind these gentlemen while facing the wall and cover your ears. Can you do that for me?"
"Okay."
"She's done what you asked."
Hearing the American accent, Charlotte grinned before pulling the trigger of her side arm. The bullet went through the man's head. Picking up the Charlie doll before she got any blood on her, she turned her attention to the man who still had a knife to her brother's throat. Leaning down, she pretended to tie her laces while taking a knife of her own out of her boot and threw it at the man. It landed in his wrist, so once he dropped the knife, her brother was free and Harrison shot the man dead.
"I assume you two are from section twenty?" Harrison asked.
"Are you are our rescue?" the dark haired American asked.
"Only because we were already here," Harrison said. "And technically we weren't even here."
Walking closer to her niece, Charlotte kneeled down and took Hayley's hands off her ears. "You can turn around now, Hayley."
Slowly turning, Hayley's eyes had tears streaming down her face as she launched herself into her aunt's arms. For Charlotte it was a relief to know that they had gotten there in time and no real harm had come to her brother or her niece. Keeping Hayley in her arms, she nodded to Harrison to get her knife.
"We need to go," Charlotte said as Hayley tightened her arms around her aunt's neck. Looking over at her brother, she gave him a small smile. "Are you okay?"
"Thanks to you," Matthew said. "Want me to take her?"
"I've got her," Charlotte said as she took a good look at the other man. If she hadn't been holding her niece, she might have lost her breath. "As I live and breathe. Why am I not surprised that Michael Stonebridge needs to be rescued?"
"It's good to see that you are alive and well Sergeant James."
"She's Staff Sergeant James." Hayley's voice said from the safety of her aunt's arms.
"Congratulations on the promotion." Michael Stonebridge told her.
"Thank you," she said as she took one her hand guns and handed it to him. "We need to go and meet up with the others. This place is going to blow soon."
Harrison followed Charlotte's lead and gave a gun to the other man before he went first into the hallway. Navigating the hallways was easy since they had Major Sinclair in their ears. When they were out, they silently loaded into the truck, but Hayley still wouldn't let go of her, so with the help of Michael, she was able to get in without letting go of her niece. With Lance Corporal Jackson Hill behind the wheel, they got out of there as if they had a fire on their asses. When she was confident that they were far enough away from the site, she ordered Jackson to stop. Giving the nod to Private First Class Andrew Harris, he pressed a button and they watched as the compound went up in flames.
"Where would you like us to leave your men?"
"I have word that I am to have you all come in," Major Sinclair said. "To be checked out medically. The coordinates are being sent to you now. And thank you for your assistance."
Later That Night
After tucking Hayley into bed in the hotel room that she would share with Matthew, Charlotte headed to her own room. Hayley needed to sleep in the same room as her uncle for the reason that Charlotte didn't know how the night was going to play out. Nearly an hour after she was back in her room, there was a knock on the door. Taking her time in walking to the door, she checked the peephole before opening the door.
"Charlotte."
"Michael."
"May I come in?"
Taking a deep breath, Charlotte opened the door wider and allowed Michael Stonebridge to walk into her hotel room. The room was nothing fancy, but it beat having to sleep in the desert heat. Seeing Michael again in that compound where her brother and niece were being held, made her feel sick to her stomach. When she left him in the hotel room last year after listening to her sister die on the phone hadn't been her plan. She was going to wake him and explain what had happened, but then she saw the wedding ring on his left hand and everything changed for her. She had friends that had slept with married men, but she had prided herself on not being one of them, but now she was. She slept with someone else's husband and in her mind there was nothing she could do to make it right.
"Are you in deep shit for disobeying orders?"
Closing the door, she turned and leaned back against it. Of course he wanted to talk business and all she could think about was what happened with them a year ago. How drunk, yet special she felt when Michael kissed her and held her and then fucked her brains out all night long. Holding back the tears in her eyes, she avoided his eyes as she crossed her arms over her chest.
"Major Sinclair attempted to take the blame for what went down and although they still put some of the blame on him, I took the majority of it. It wasn't right for him to take the blame when I had the intention of going into that compound, with or without the permission of my superior officer."
"Why did you?"
"What is left of my family was being held hostage and I couldn't let that go. Hayley already lost her mother and I had no clue as to what they were doing to her or to Matthew. I still think I should have shot him."
"You'd do that?" Michael asked as she sat on the edge of the queen sized bed in the room. "Shoot your own brother?"
Releasing the sigh that had been building up, Charlotte shook her head. "No, but I would let him think I would."
When Michael didn't say anything to her after that, she didn't move an inch. Charlotte knew there was more to his visit to her hotel room than just to ask about trivial things. In her heart she knew it to be true, but she just couldn't bring herself to say anything about what happened last year. Not about being with him or Katherine's death. Both were still too close to her and she wasn't ready to talk about it with anyone besides Michael.
"Why are you here Michael?" Charlotte asked, wanting to know what was going on with the Section 20 solider.
"I wanted to see how you were dealing with everything that has happened," Michael said as he stood up from where he had taken a set upon the bed. "But there was something else. Something I've been wanting to ask you for over a year."
"Then ask me."
"That night, why did you leave? What did I do that was so bad?"
"Are you fucking serious right now?" Charlotte asked him as she looked at him from across the room. "You have no idea what happened and you assume it was all because of you? Get over your ego Michael, only part of it was about you."
"Then what-"
"My turn to ask a question Michael Stonebridge. Why did you sleep with me when you were already married?"
The shock was written as clear as day upon his face. Charlotte couldn't tell if he was shocked or guilty that she knew about him being married. Most likely both, but if he felt shame, then good. It was the least he deserved.
"How do you know about that?"
Moving away from the door, Charlotte kept her arms folded in front of her. "I got woken up by my phone ringing that morning. My sister wanted to tell me something. So I talked to her and I listened as someone crashed into her and killed her. I knew I had to get back there for Hayley. I called Matthew and told him what I had heard and then I called my superiors and they allowed me to leave. As I packed my things I was going to wake you up and explain all of that to you, but then I noticed for the first time that you had a wedding band on your left hand."
"Charlotte-"
"Do you have any idea how dirty that made me feel?" she asked him. "I never wanted to be the other woman. I have seen enough of my friends go through it. I thought you were one of the good guys, Michael. But maybe my instincts are getting rusty."
"How did you know?" Michael questioned her.
"Next time you might want to take the wedding ring off," Charlotte said. "Did you tell your wife what you did?"
"I didn't and now it's too late to tell her anything."
"Divorced?"
"No," Michael said as the pain shined as bright as the sun in the sky in his eyes. "We decided to try for a family. After she miscarried we had a fight about section twenty. We were talking in the park when she was shot and killed."
Placing her hand over her mouth, Charlotte couldn't believe what she just heard. To hold someone that you vowed to be with as they were taken from you for whatever reason was not something she would wish upon anyone. "I'm so sorry Michael," Charlotte whispered. "Did you catch the person?"
"I will."
"I truly hope that you do." Charlotte said as she watched him from where she had moved to lean against the dresser in the room.
"What happened to your sister?" he asked. "That made you leave so suddenly."
"We were talking on the phone after she dropped Hayley off at Matthew's place. She was going in for a long shift at the hospital. It will always be with me, her scream and knowing that was the last thing I heard from her."
"I'm sorry about your sister and what happened between us."
Looking down at the carpet, Charlotte missed it when he crossed the room and stood right in front of her. "I wish things could have gone differently back then," he said as he brought his hand up and stroked her cheek softly. Looking into the eyes of the woman in front of him, he knew she understood what pain truly was. "I wish that you didn't have to lose your sister that way."
As the stray tears fell from her eyes, Michael placed both his hands upon her face and used his thumbs to wipe away the stray tears. "If things had been different, would you be here right now? With me?"
Leaning down, Michael captured Charlotte's lips in a kiss that made her toes curl. The moment that she opened her lips to allow his tongue to slide inside her mouth, she knew there would be no going back from it. Wrapping her arms around his neck, Michael took that as a hint to pick her up and she wrapped her legs around his mid-section. As he made his way to the bed, he laid her down before crawling on top of her and looking into her eyes. "Are you sure you want to do this? Because if we go any further I'm not sure I can stop."
Breathing heavily, Charlotte looked into his intense stare and nodded at him before whispering her reassurance that this was in fact what she wanted as well. But before he could make another move, she placed a hand on his chest, halting him. "I think it would be a good idea if you put the do not disturb sign on the door."
Nodding his head, Michael kissed her briefly on her lips before moving off her and the bed and heading towards the door. Seeing the sign on their side of the door, he took it off the door handle and opened the door and placed it on the outer door before shutting the door forcefully and putting the chain on the door as well. He wasn't going to take any chances at someone unwanted barging in on them.
As he made his way back to the bed, he stripped himself of his shoes and then all his clothes leaving him completely naked. Once he was back at the bed, he noticed that Charlotte had the same idea as him and was laying almost naked on the bed. The only thing that separated them was a pair of black lace panties.
Climbing on the bed, Michael hovered over her bare stomach before placing a lingering kiss just above her belly button. Hearing Charlotte take a sudden intake of breath, Michael couldn't help but smirk. He liked knowing that he had this sort of affect on her. Slowly he made a trail of kisses from her belly button to the valley between her breasts. Once he was close to her again, Charlotte ran her hand into Michael's short hair. Her nails digging slightly into his scalp.
Feeling his hands on her thighs, he opened her legs and had her wrap her legs around his waist. The feeling of his hard cock rubbing against the last barrier they had, made Charlotte lose her breath momentarily. She had forgotten what it felt like to be with Michael. The last time she had been with him was a year ago and that also had been the last time she had been with anyone.
The light sensation of Michael's lips moving over her stomach as he left kisses all over her body made her moan. Try as she might, she couldn't stop herself from moaning. "Michael…" she panted as she felt his fingers at the edge of her panties. Lifting her hips, he ripped them down her thighs before holding up the ruined pair of underwear with a grin upon his face.
"Sorry about that." Michael said before claiming her lips in a searing kiss.
Feeling the need to be inside her, Michael pinned Charlotte's hands above her head as he filled her completely. At the sound of her surprise intake of breath, he gave her a moment to adjust to his size. After a few moments, he withdrew slightly before thrusting in again and repeating the action over and over again. Hearing Charlotte's screams of immense pleasure drove him to his climax quicker than he would have normally have been. Emptying his seed inside her, Michael looked down at Charlotte as she tried to get her breathing back to normal. Leaning down, he placed his head at her throat and left a kiss there before pulling himself out of her and laying next to her on the bed.
"I don't think it was that intense the last time."
Glancing over at Michael as he laughed, Charlotte started to get up to find her clothes and get dressed in hopes that Michael might take the hint. Only he didn't. Taking her arm into his grasp, he brought her back down to lay next to him. "No disappearing this time."
With those final words, he wrapped his arm around her waist to make sure she didn't get up and waited until he was sure that she was asleep before he fell asleep himself.
A/N: That is the end of part one. I had intended to make this into a oneshot, but it has become too long for that. So let me know what you think!