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Only At Night

Chapter 23 Worth the Wait: Peter and Char

I leaned forward, watching the deep pink meat wiggle back and forth under the pressure I applied. I loved the way the tender beef melted in my mouth, so fresh. I cut into my perfectly cooked steak, as we sat around the table like a real family for the first time in what seemed like forever. Since the minute Jasper called me at an ungodly hour of the morning telling me that his future wife was asleep in the next room our lives have been a total cluster-fuck. It blew me away how one woman could possibly be the center of such a whirlwind. Jasper, my brilliant, self confident accomplished brother was completely undone by her. He was like a thirteen year old going in for his first kiss. If I were not so damn relieved and happy for him I would have laughed my ass off at him. OH wait, I did do that. For awhile I thought he might have been on drugs, he was acting like such a douche. It was not until she showed up in Texas and blew us all out of the water that I realized the drug was love.

Jasper was actually, honest to goodness in love. I couldn't blame him a bit, she was perfect for him. The way she fit in with our makeshift family, the way she leaned on him and held him up at the same time, the way she bonded with Char, hell, with me, it was perfect. It felt like the last puzzle piece had finally made its way out of its hiding place and onto the table waiting to be snugly fitted into the picture and it would be complete, permanent. With the addition of Bella we were finally that happy family.

Not only was she perfect for Jasper and already thick as thieves with my Char, she held a huge piece of my heart too. I had never known anyone that could take the shit I dished out and give it back in force. From the first night with her ridiculous bet to the constant playful banter, I knew I had the sister I always wished for.

I was happy. Happy for Jasper, happy we were complete, happy that Char had someone else that could share the craziness that came with coming into the Whitlock family with. They had gone shopping and to the Spa today and for the first time in ages I could tell that Char was truly happy. Something had changed in her since Bella arrived. I didn't know if it was relief that she wasn't the only one in the predicament she thought she was in, or if Jasper having someone made her feel like less of an intrusion. I knew that she often felt like she distracted me from my obligations over the years. She is the only one that ever really understood what Jasper and I went through, hell she had a front row seat to the entire debacle.

I leaned on her way too much over the years, told her things that I'd never tell anyone, not even Jasper. I worried that it would cost me her hand in marriage in the long run, knowing how much self doubt and frustration I felt at times, how much responsibility I shouldered to keep Jasper protected so that one of us could try to have a normal life. I knew I had grown too old too fast, took on too much. Char always understood, always reassured me, and made me feel like a man when I felt like a lost little boy. I loved her so much and prayed every day that she wouldn't leave, wouldn't grow tired of the sacrifices being with me required. Lately I had felt that she was lost herself, at some turning point, grappling with a decision. I had been a coward. I didn't want to bring it up. I knew there was a real possibility that the decision she came to could result in her leaving me for good or finally agreeing to stay forever. I would be lost if she left.

I vaguely recall asking the girls about their day, happy because Char had been smiling and seemed lighter, happier than she had in ages.

"Yep, since it looks like we are going to be sisters someday, we thought it would be a good idea to learn each other's deep dark secrets." Char smiled at me and the words just jumbled around in my brain, "sisters," they were going to be sisters?

I remember looking at Jasper trying to figure out if I was drawing he wrong conclusion out of desperation. He just looked at me with questioning eyes.

"Sisters huh?" I looked at Char knowing I was grinning like a fool.

"Yeah, got a problem with that honey?" Char asked, rubbing her hand up my chest.

Oh my God, yes, she meant it; she was letting me know she would say yes, finally.

I took her hand and laced our fingers together, "Nope, not one bit, sugar," I answered before kissing the knuckles of her left hand where I would finally be putting that ring I bought so long ago.

Never had I been as speechless as I was then. I heard them talking, heard "sex shop" and "dirty lingerie" but my mind was racing trying to catch up and figure out how to make everything perfect for Char. I tried to figure out how I could show her just how much I loved her and how happy she had just made me. I tried to say something but my mouth wouldn't cooperate. I was thinking about the ways that I wanted to make Char just as happy when Bella must have said something to tease me, Char was blushing and all I heard was "Peter" from Bella as she laughed her evil little devil laugh.

I really was going to kill her one of these days if she didn't stop that shit, I loved her like a sister but for fuck's sake she was a pain in my ass. Now, of all times, now, she was going to fuck with me. I think I may have growled before Jasper picked her up and threw her over his shoulder and saying some shit about making her scream his name. Then she thought she'd get the last word in, challenging me.

Oh Hell No.

I picked Char up off her feet and wrapped her legs around me.

"Enjoy your toys Peter." Bella just had to get the last word in, little fuck. Yeah, perfect for Jasper.

Char buried her face into my neck laughing. Oh, I'll show her, laugh at me will she? She won't walk straight for a week for that shit.

I took off for our bedroom pulling her off my neck by her hair. She fought visibly to contain the giggle forcing her lips to quiver.

Just as I made it through the door she looked into my eyes, smiled and said, "I love you Peter Whitlock."

My heart melted and I met her soft pink lips with mine and kissed her with all the passion and love I felt for her for all these years. There would be time for playing later, right now would be all about worshipping her for the queen she was; Queen of my castle, holder of my heart, love of my life, my Char.

I walked her to the bed and gently placed her down on top of it. I must have stared for several minutes as she smiled at me and began to blush. I kissed her forehead, her cheeks, before slowly unbuttoning her blouse watching contentedly as every inch of skin was exposed to me. I ran my fingers over the smooth soft milky bronzed surface of her stomach as the blouse opened, before pushing it down her arms. One by one removing it from her dainty hands before placing them back where they held her propped up looking up at me. My fingers trailed up her arms ghosting over her shoulders and across her neck before travelling down over her amazing tits.

They had been my undoing for years, those soft, perky, over sized, mounds that called to me by name, teased me with every unintentional brush through the fabric hiding them from the rest of the world. They were the only set I ever touched, ever suckled, ever came in between, the only ones I ever wanted. I had seen plenty, don't get me wrong, but nothing compared to the blessed girls on my Char. Nothing had ever tempted me the way these babies did.

My hands slid down her sexy little belly and undid her pants sliding them down her hips, over her hot little ass that I squeezed on the way past. Fuck I loved it when she wore those little thongs. My fingers felt nothing but hot skin as I gripped the firm cheeks in my hands. Backing up I pulled her pants the rest of the way down her long toned legs and over smooth sexy feet. Hmm, she had been at the Spa all day, her skin was still soft and slick from the oils that had been massaged into her. What else had she had done, I wondered as my eyes took in every inch of the fuck hot sexy body laid out in front of me now as she reclined back.

MINE.

"God, you are so beautiful my Char."

I bent to kiss her feet before slowly making my way to her ankles, followed by her calves and shins. I tended to every bare inch of her legs, kissing, caressing, licking at the warm tender skin under my fingers. As much as I loved her naked form, I could stare at her in a bra and panties for hours. There was something so much more intimate to me about that. It wasn't purely sexual, it was the thought that she took the time to always make sure she wore the hottest little things for me, to please me, to tease me, to make the anticipation all the sweeter before I removed them from her. In return I always made sure to fully appreciate her efforts, to admire them on her gorgeous body, to make sure she knew just how much I appreciated the fine art of seduction this woman had mastered with only me to experiment with. The thought that no one else had ever or would ever get to see this sight filled me with such emotion.

I tenderly traced the outline of the little black lace thong, the luxurious feel of the fabric, the detail in the tiny little swatch before pulling it off of her to find what else she had done at the Spa. I shuddered with anticipation and lust.

Repeating the process with the matching bra I ran my fingers over the cups and watched her nipples harden even further underneath, peeking out of the lace, not quite hiding them, not quite showing them. I couldn't help groan and lick at my lips at the sight. My fingers continued tracing under the swell of her breasts sliding under the material and over the firm sweet mounds. The straps called to me, begging me to pull them down her arms. I watched her face as my fingers found their way back under the fabric and reached for the place where the straps met the pieces that covered her from me. Running my fingers up the straps and down again I gently teased at her skin on either side until I felt the goose bumps rise.

Her breath caught in her throat and I heard her gasp at my touch. "Beautiful."

Kissing her shoulders one at a time I pulled the straps down her arms before reaching under her and unfastening the clasps to remove the bra. I put it to the side and looked down into her eyes, smiling.

"I love you char."

She smiled back up to me and ran her fingers through my hair as my hands began their tender massage of her breasts.

My girl always loved when I played with them, massaging, rubbing, swirling my fingers over the perfect nipples, always so hard for me. I always started slow for her as she relaxed into it, letting go of all that possessed her mind. When she began to moan, my fingers rolled the nipples between them before twisting and pinching lightly. Once her back began arching off the bed they led their way down her sexy abs stopping to circle her cute little belly button, dipping in and out before trailing on down.

Her hands reached for my shirt and pushed it up and over my head breaking the contact my hands had garnered right below her hips to free me of the clothing. She sat up and pulled at the belt, unbuckling it, and pulling it slowly, seductively through the loops as she bit her lips. The feel of her hand slipping under my waist band and tickling at my happy trail nearly did me in. I helped her unzip them and stood to remove them along with the boxer briefs before crawling back up, hovering over her, forcing her to recline once more underneath me. I placed a hand on either side of her face and leaned in to kiss her.

Her tongue swiped at my lips seeking entry and my mouth opened to her accepting her tongue, eager to meet it with mine as they danced perfectly together. The taste of her sweet mouth was intoxicating. I could kiss her like this for hours. I didn't fight it when she finally pulled me down on top of her. Her tits now mashed under my chest, her hips now gently rising up to meet mine and grind together. Such delicious heat spread as my cock rubbed over her stomach with every move of our bodies. My hand reached for her leg, taking purchase just behind her knee, pulling it up and hooking it over and behind my hip. I slid down rocking into her now open core with my hips. My fingers reached for their favorite place in the world and I smirked at her groan as they found it and began their familiar ritual of worship over the little nub.

Char was so wet for me, always so ready for the pleasure I loved to bring her. There was nothing quite like watching Char as she neared her first orgasm. Her head titled back and her luscious lips curled up into a sexy grin. Next she would be moaning ever so slightly before she would exhale a large hot breath she'd held while my fingers rubbed and pinched and twisted at her the way she loved. The way only I could do to her. Then her legs would tighten and rise slightly as her ass buried its self further into the bed tilting her core up to meet me. I knew she was close when her breath began to hitch erratically.

Slipping two fingers of my other hand into her slick wet opening she squirmed for me and began clenching.

"Fuck, Peter."

I added another finger inside and pumped quickly and my other hand picked up the pace on her now engorged clit, pinching and twisting in between the now hard pressing, rubbing. I watched the sheen of sweat begin to glisten across her stomach and a bead run down the valley between her heavenly tits. I increased the pace yet again and really began fucking her with my hands. Her back began to arch off the bed as her hands gripped wildly at the sheets and she uttered unintelligible grunts and phrases through clenched teeth. Her hips rocked up to meet my hand pushing me further into her. Now for the piece De resistance that always threw her over the edge completely. I turned my fingers and curled them up playing that spongy wall inside her like my own personal instrument. That was it, she came with a vengeance.

"Oh, fuck yeah, Peter, you fucking god you! OH yes." She screamed so loud, I had no doubt that shit was heard clear out to the barn.

I couldn't help but chuckle as she rode out that orgasm, the first of many I intended on bringing her to tonight. When she finally stopped writhing around like a wild woman I pulled my hands out and attacked her mouth with mine again, kissing her deeply and passionately as she struggled to catch her breath, the breath I wouldn't let her catch. Now that she was distracted I guided my cock to her and plunged in. I pushed until I heard her gasp around my tongue and then began the slow methodical dance with my hips. Filling her and rocking into her hips I waited for her to pick up the pace, letting her adjust. It always took her a moment to adjust to the size even after all this time together. Half the time I was convinced she did that to stroke my ego.

Once she was ready she wrapped her legs around my waist and shifted herself so that I was now positioned to hit deeper with every thrust. We kept a slow rhythm for awhile as we whispered soft "I love yous" into one anther's ears. Char circled her hips into mine grinding before telling me what she wanted.

Since I'd never deny her anything I complied, picking up the pace as my face moved to her glorious tits, licking and sucking at them in turn as we kept going at it. I bit at her nipples and felt her gasps as she dug her nails into my back.

My hips responded by bucking wildly into her. Char began clenching around me and I knew she was close again, so I bet down harder and pushed her legs higher allowing me to drive deeper still. She came again and I kept the pace until she stopped shaking against me and picked it back up feeling my balls tighten and prepare for the release I knew was about to take me.

"Oh Peter, YES," Char screamed and I spilled into her and then collapsed on top of her panting.

We remained still for a few minutes holding each other tight, Char began kissing my neck. Her hot breath warming my skin, resurrected other parts entirely faster than should be possible.

"Hmm, Char, that feels so good, baby."

"Hmm, so did that honey." Char tucked further into my side and looked up at me smiling.

"Did you mean it Char, are you ready? Will you agree to make me the happiest man in the world?" I took a deep breath and held it while I waited for her to answer.

"Marrying you would make me the happiest woman in the world, I could never live without you Peter, I would never want to, so, yes, I would love nothing more than to make you happy."

"Thank you Char."

"Thank Bella. The woman is a shit storm alright, but something she said made me realize what a fool I have been. You are all I ever wanted and this withholding the happiness we both deserve was just stupid, I'm sorry it took me so long to figure it out. Peter I love you so much."

I wiped the tears from my cheeks and wiped Charlotte's tears before I leaned over into the night stand and retrieved the little box. I pulled the ring from inside and slipped it on her finger, "Charlotte, will you marry me?"

"Yes." The single greatest word in the English language passed through her lips and made time stand still, the earth spin off its axis and joy leap from my heart.

We cried, happy tears for a bit while Char admired the ring and I silently thanked heaven for Bella Swan, my sister, my savior, my new best friend. Little did she know, but she too would get anything she wanted from me now.

Char's hand snaked itself down my stomach and wrapped itself around me, instantly springing life back into the dormant monster. She stroked me masterfully while I watched the glint of light sparkle off the diamond around her finger as her hand moved up and down my now aching cock.

Yeah, that I could get used to.

"My turn baby," Char said as she slid down between my legs and greedily licked at the monster's head spreading the liquid pooling at the tip around.

I know I grunted as she took me fully into her mouth and pulled my hips to her. Fuck, she was so good at this. I groaned as Char moaned around me causing the best vibrations to course through my dick. I felt the back of her throat as she began sucking and moaning and playing with my balls. Oh hell, it wasn't going to take long at the rate she was going. I felt her hand wrap around the base and slide up and down my shaft keeping up with the trail her mouth left. They worked in sync and seemed to find the perfect balance of pressure and suction and within minutes I was letting loose down her throat as she sucked it down milking me for more. Her tongue lapped me, swirling around cleaning me up of every drop.

"Oh baby that was so good." I pulled her up and kissed her, tasting myself on her sweet lips.

"Return the favor baby." She winked at me and climbed up my chest pushing her twat into my ready and eager mouth.

I called out with the last breath before she lowered herself down, "Hold on to something." I bit her clit and felt her tense before I flicked my tongue the length of her and pulled her down holding her to my face and my tongue found its way inside. I loved driving Char wild and knew so well what it took to do that. I pulled out every trick in my book to please her and laid back waiting for her to come undone again around my face this time. It didn't take long at all and she was wriggling and squirming as I held her down to me biting and licking and sucking her into my mouth, between my teeth. She screamed again and I was lapping up all of her sweet essence as she shook and ground herself into me yet again.

"FUCK, Peter."

Char fell back as I released my hold on her and pulled her into my chest, spooning her as my arms wrapped her into me.

"Please tell me that we will never stop loving like this baby." I whispered into her ear.

I felt the soft curls of her hair as she nodded and then heard the even breathing as I realized she was now fast asleep in my arms, right where she would stay forever.

I had never been so happy.