This chapter is definitely M rated! Lots of Charliza sexy time coming up in this chapter.
The car ride back to Charles' brownstone was a long and tortuous 15 minutes. Sitting in the back of that town car, with the lights of the cities flashing across their faces, it was a struggle for either of them to maintain their composure. The anticipation of what was coming was overwhelming and exciting. They had sat in silence for most of the ride, communicating through unspoken glances. Charles had wrapped one arm around her, and she was snuggled up against him, breathing in the intoxicating scent that was Charles. He smelled like scotch and aftershave and something faintly woody. She made a mental note to figure out which cologne he preferred and purchase a bottle for her apartment. She was planning on him spending quite a bit of time there.
They rolled to a stop in front of his home and Charles slid out first, reaching in to offer Liza a hand. He really is the most chivalrous man I have ever met, Liza thought. They climbed the steps in silence and Charles let go of her hand to unlock the door and let them in.
Charles fumbled with his keys as he tried to unlock the door. The combination of equal parts alcohol, nerves and the presence of Liza inches from him was making him nervous. He could feel his hand actually shake a little bit as he struggled with his keys. Get a grip, man, he thought to himself, as the latch clicked, and the door finally swung open. He let Liza slip past him as he closed the door and turned on the light and disabled the security alarm.
He turned to her to offer to take her coat, but she had already slid it off and hung it on the wooden coatrack to the left of the door. She was wearing a navy blue dress that made her legs look even longer, if that were possible, and showed off her long, toned arms.
"I'm a little – "
"I'm a little nervous." They said it both simultaneously and laughed.
"Would you like a drink?" Charles made to walk to the bar car that was positioned in the sitting room. Liza's hand reached out and caught his arm and pulled him back to her. She slide her hand slowly up his arm and rested it on the back of his neck. He could feel her nails on his skin as she pulled his face down to hers and kissed him.
All thoughts of a drink erased from his mind, Charles returned her kiss eagerly. He wrapped his arms around her and pulled her to him. Liza nipped at his bottom lip before pulling away just enough to look him in the eyes.
"No drinks. Just take me to bed, Charles."
He rubbed the side of her face with his thumb. "We can't go back to how we were after this."
"I hope not."
With those three words Charles lost himself in her. He pulls her close to him and runs his hands from her head down her sides and across her backside, pulling her close to him. As he kisses her he pushes her towards the open archway into the living room. She wraps one leg around him and he reaches down and hitches her up so that her legs are wrapped around his waist. They hold onto each other tightly as he turns and carries her up the staircase to the second floor.
As they reach the top of the stairs Charles lets out a small humph. He thought carrying her to the bedroom would be this incredibly sexy move, but the twinge in his back was saying otherwise. Liza heard him and giggled. She looked down at him and smiled, "You can let me down, old man."
As she slid back down onto her own two feet, Charles spun her around and pulled her to him so that her back was pressed against his chest. He pushed her hair to one side and lowered his head to her neck, his teeth grazing her skin. "Who are you calling old man?" He growled against her skin. Grabbing her hand, he pulled her down the hall and opened the heavy oak door into his bedroom. Turning, he pulled her into another kiss and walked them back into the bedroom.
Liza stepped back for a moment and reached behind her to unzip her dress. Not breaking eye contact with Charles, she pulled the zipper down and pushed the straps off her shoulders. His eyes raked over her body as he undid the buttons of his shirt. Liza stepped out of her dress and kicked her heels off, stepping back in front of Charles. She paused for a moment to admire his toned, athletic torso. He clearly kept himself in excellent shape.
She ran her hands over his chest and pushed his shirt off. She hooked a finger into his belt loop and pulled him back to her. Their bodies were pressed against one another, and each could feel the heat radiating off of the other. Liza lowers her mouth to his neck and shoulders and trails kisses over his chest as she unhooks his belt. Charles takes in a sharp breath as she does so and reaches down with one hand and pushes his trousers down so that they are both standing there in their undergarments.
Charles takes a step to her and picks her up once again, carrying her over to the side of the bed. He gently lays her down and lowers himself onto the bed, positioning himself over her as he lowers his mouth to kiss her once again. Their hands are everywhere, both of them wanting to explore every inch of each other, as they both have been imagining for months. Charles can feel his heart pounding in his chest. He felt absolutely exhilarated, absolutely at peace, in a way that he never had before. He never wanted this night to end.
Liza moaned against Charles' skin as she felt him reach one hand under her and expertly unhook her bra. She reached up and pulled herself against him as he slid the straps off of her shoulders and flung the garment across the room. Lowering her back onto the bed, he whispered huskily in her ear. "Close your eyes." She felt his warm breath on her skin and then his lips on her neck, her collarbone, her chest. She gasped and moaned loudly as he took one of her breasts in his mouth and palmed the other in his large hand. She arched against him as he continued to kiss and lick and suck on her. One of her hands raked through his hair as the other dug into his shoulders.
She shivered as he continued to kiss her abdomen and bucked up against him as his hand grazed over her lace panties. He was going to push her over the edge very soon if he kept this up. She moaned his name as he slid a hand around the waist of her panties and pulled them off of her legs. He kissed up the inside of her legs, to her thighs, and settled his head between her legs. Liza cried out his name and writhed underneath him. Charles could feel himself becoming undone as she moaned his name and arched up against him. He continued his ministrations on her for a few moments and kissed a trail back up to her mouth as he reached down and slipped his boxers off. He brushed her hair out of her face and leaned against her, propped up on one arm. He cupped her face with one hand and leaned down to kiss her.
"I've waited so long for this. For you." Liza's heart soared at his words. He is completely intoxicating, she thought, as she searched his eyes and saw nothing but love and desire. And she definitely felt his desire poking her in the leg. She answered him by arching up against him and reaching one hand up to caress his face.
He lowered his head to take her mouth in his as he settled between her legs and entered her, slowly. He knew he was big and wanted to give her a moment to adjust to him. She moaned into his mouth and tugged at his bottom lip with her teeth. She arched against him and wrapped her legs around his waist to pull him deeper into her. She ran her nails across his back and tugged at his hair. He started to pick up the pace, pulling his lips away from her as he moved faster. He felt her legs contract against him, and he growled deep in his throat, picking up the pace. He felt her tighten against him and she yelled out his name, and that was enough to do him in. He thrust into her one more time and collapsed on top of her, moaning her name as he did so.
They lay, completely satiated, limbs intertwined like that for a moment. Liza could feel Charles' heavy breathing against her shoulder, and she knew that in that moment, they had given in to each other completely. There was definitely no way they could go back to the way they were after this. Honestly, she thought, who would want to?