Charlottes Story

Chapter 6

Alright this is a bit off schedule… I had the flu or some horrific stomach bug that wanted to eat me. Either way, I still should be able to finish this on my intended date.

This is a bit steamier than the other chapters, but still funny and –definitely—Charlotte (which says it all.) Its just a snogging chapter!

I pushed him onto the bed, positioning myself on him. "Charlotte" He growled, grabbing my hips tightly. I grinned at him, kissing him on his chin. That little, almost none existent, dimple on his chin that only stalkers, like me, noticed. I nodded at my radio, saying a simple none verbal spell and it turned on. Thank god I had turned 17 last month. Magic rocked. A smooth, slow, seducing song tempted our ears. I nibbled on his ear, 'Mmmm Sirius, you taste so damn good." He grasped me behind bringing it closer to him. Then he flipped us over. He laid in between my legs, his hands sneaking around my abdomen.

I'm not sure about all the other girls he's been with but apparently they were all very submissive.

That wasn't the case with me.

"Sirius?" I asked, while I tried to flip us over. He grunted as an answer, kissing and sucking a way up my neck. It was difficult to resist the pleasure. I mean it was a special kind of victorious, irresistible, feeling. He didn't get that reputation because girls wanted to say they've had a piece of him. Sirius Black was trying to have his way with me. And what was I doing? Trying to talk. I had an overwhelming urge to say hell with it all, and let him ravish me.

"Do you know who sent me those texts?"

Stupid brain. It wouldn't let me.

His hands where touching me through the robe, stroking, caressing, rough, gentle.

"Why do you ask, love?" His lips were now at my ear; he sucked behind my ear, and then blew on the sensitive skin. I moaned.

My mind was frozen.

My hands were frozen.

They laid lifelessly at my sides. I was trying to figure out the best move to get a real answer.

And also, less importantly, trying to remember how to breathe.

Because Merlin help me, this man was beautiful.

"Touch me Charlotte."

Don't have to ask me twice.

My hand ran up and down his sides, my nails scrapping him. He arched into me, begging for more.

"I will touch you." My hands moved to his torso, moving south. I stopped at his belly button, rubbing my thumb around it. "If," one of my hands slipped under his waist band of his pants. "You tell what you know about my stalker." His jaw was clenched, breathing hitched. Sirius: 0. Charlotte: 1.

He was sub-conscientiously moving his hips in circles. "Just tell me Sirius." I whispered in his ears, at my best attempt of seducing vixen voice.

He barely nodded.

Jesus I felt like a whore.

I was basically saying I'd give him a 'hand shake' for information.

I really hope grandma was looking down on someone else right now.

Gah, Grandma, Sirius, and 'hand shakes' really should never be on the same train of thought.

Switch subjects now!

"Okay, Okay, but stop that." He was referring to my finger that was running back and forth across the skin under his waist band. "I cant think when you do that." Some part of my brain went, I can effect him like that, I can effect him like that! Even though I knew that probably any female could, but it made me feel special nonetheless.

We sat on the edge of the bed, he took my hand. I smiled at him, my stomach suddenly filled with butterflies.

Wonder why…

"I don't know much…" His thumb rubbed circles on my hand. "But I can tell you who I suspect."

"Who?" I sat on the edge of my seat.

His hand was warm and strong. They were so masculine. His thumb was still rubbing my hand, calming me. And at the same time working me up. Making my heart rate decrease but my breathing speed. Only Sirius could do this to me.

I really liked him.

I wanted him to kiss me. I can imagine those lips—those perfectly plump and pink lips.

He leaned in a bit, apparently he'd been looking at me as well.

I leaned in closer, sneaking looks at his lips and eyes.

God his eyes.

They were half closed. Though I could still see the silver cloudy orbs that were painted with lust. Lust for me. A shiver ran through me. His eyes were always just, free looking and what was that? Trusting? He had kind eyes that shown with an intensity that can make me tense in all the right places.

Our lips brushed each other. The brush made a tingle shoot through me, feeling it in my toes. His right hand grabbed the back of my head, threading his fingers through my raven hair. He pulled me against him, this time with more force. His lips were hard against mine. Moving impatiently. All the sexual frustration flowing through us, bottled up for far too long. I pushed my tongue forward, tasting his pouty bottom lip. The taste was heaven. He opened his mouth, and met me. We battled for dominance. None of us willing to give in.

Sirius Black had finally met his match. I was just as stubborn, just as seducing, just as smart. Just as wanted by the opposite sex.

The question was now, can a relationship form when two people are so similar?

I finally caved, letting him claim my mouth. He searched it thoroughly. Stroking my tongue. Giving me pleasure.

Then he pulled back, panting slightly, he kissed a trail of the softest kisses. Starting at the side of my lips. My chin. Across my jaw bone. Behind my ear. His grazed my ear lobe with his teeth. I grasped.

He whispered, in his deep, huskily, voice.

"Remus."

I shot out of my bedroom and ran down the stairs.

My goal: Find Lupin and make myself his Boggart.

Look out world, crazy woman in a bath robe.

Please tell me what you think!

And I also was thinking of renaming this 'The Stalker' but I don't know… Let me know what you think. I normally don't rename but I really like it…

-Jenna