The first part of this new chapter is the last part of the previous chapter. Because this new chapter takes place right after that last scene, I wanted to include that here.
...He thinks back to the many whores in Philly that never gave him what he truly craved for, too far gone to even admit that to himself. He thinks back to the whores in New Vegas. Drunken fucks and desperate girls who all wanted a piece of Jimmy King. He thinks back to the one woman that had pulled him away from death when he had arrived in Vegas. But Charlie is not Duncan. Hell, she is so much fucking more and she does not even know it herself.
He feels more panic in the pressure in his jaws, in the lines of his neck. There is new sweat clinging to the shirt on his back. His heart beats faster. But then her breathing evenly in his arms yanks him away from the spread of deep, dark panic.
He knows he shouldn't. He knows he should get the hell out of her bed and her room. But then he feels her hair against his scruff. He feels her asleep with so much trust in his embrace break through that panic. And the panic and the urge to leave her bed fade with every soft sound she makes in her sleep.
And when she moves closer to him in her sleep and the warmth of her body melts into his chest under the blankets, Bass finally gives in. She gives him no other choice as hefalls asleep with his hand hidden between her warm toned thighs.
Secrets of Desire
6.
When Bass wakes up he slowly realizes two things. He is not in his own bed and there is a lot of Charlie between his damn thighs.
He grunts something as his mind yells at him to wake the fuck up. Her tank is gone. Her long deep blonde hair brushes his knees and his thighs and fucking hell, her mouth is busy doing a lot of shit he might have thought of before. Her hot breath strokes his chest as she licks her way down his belly.
Charlie deliberately moves her mouth even lower. She is sitting between his thighs, as they encircle her warm slender body. She has started with the sensitive skin around his collarbone when he had been still asleep.
Waking up with his breath in her ear, him asleep and his nose nuzzled in her hair and her body against his wide chest, muscled legs and hard cock pressing into her ass, had not felt like it should. She should have pushed him away, out of her mind, away from her body. But something else had filled her breath and belly.
It had made her think about what it would be. What this would be like. She had slowly turned and slipped between his wide thighs under the warm blanket. He had muttered something in his sleep and his cock had twitched against her thigh when she had leaned over him to press her mouth against the salty skin of his neck.
She has kept the touch of her mouth feather light. But as she is making her way down his chest and stomach, with his cock so close to her breasts now, she feels the urge to kiss him harder. And to let him know, it is her that demands this part of him now.
Bass can't move. He just watches her. Another grunt escapes from his chest when he realizes she is not going to stop moving that mouth of hers further south.
Charlie's body is wrapped between his thighs and the endless blankets around them. When her mouth is dangerously close to the dark blonde hairs that move from his lower stomach to his cock, the rest of her senses take in so much more. Warmth. His spicy scent that is lingering between his wide muscled thighs. His scent fuels her need to show him what she can do to him, after he made her come with his voice so close to her ear and his arm between her thighs.
To show him she will take this where she wants to take this she skips his twitching hard cock and moves her mouth to the inside of his thigh. She gently bites and sucks as she can feel his eyes follow her mouth on his body.
Sitting between his thighs, she lets her eyes roman over his balls and strong wide cock in front of her. Her eyes move over a flat stomach and muscled chest. His eyes are burning with blue steel lust when she finally reaches his eyes. She feels another wave of need, of want, of wanting him.
She moves one of her hands from his left thigh over his chest to reach for him. Her fingertips move over his jaw line and his scruff is rough against her fingers. When she reaches for his mouth to tease his lips with her fingers, she makes sure her soft breasts make contact with his balls and cock.
'Fuck...' Bass groans in a low rough tone.
She moves her fingers from his neck to the strong lines of his chest, breathing her warm breath over his cock. She makes path with her fingers from his chest until she feels the rough curls right above his cock. She can feel the lust for finally touching his cock tingling in her fingertips and as a wave in her lower belly.
Her breasts are rubbing against the inside of his leg. They almost touch his cock. Almost. She makes sure it doesn't happen. Yet.
'Hell...Charlie...' Bass tilts his hips, feeling the urge to bring his cock closer to her mouth and tits. Fuck, this is torture.
When the hungry almost desperate way he thrusts his cock and hips towards her mouth fills her, she finally gives him what he is practically begging her for with his eyes. She moves her lips to the tip of his cock. More manly musky scent reaches her before she wraps her lips around it.
The obscene groan coming from Bass when her lips wrap themselves around his cock makes her almost moan around his cock. She fights it. Hides it into her mouth tasting him. This is about her. This is about her doing to him what he did to her.
'That's it...' Bass grunts as he encourages her. He gives in to the one thing he craves to do. He moves his hands into her hair, guiding her to where he wants her most. 'Fuck. Charlie...' He tilts her head with strong skilled fingers in her hair, the palms of his hands against her temples, '...yeah...there...' He grunts when he breathes harshly.
Charlie lets him because his large hands running through her hair makes her wet and fill her with a new sense of power.
In an ocean of warmth and his hands in her hair and his scent and her own breath and his wide thighs and warm blankets around her body, she gets lost in him as he gets lost in her. He keeps on groaning something incoherently, but she can still hear her name as low rough lust coming from deep inside his chest.
Bass can't get enough of her. He needs to keep looking at her, her hot mouth and those full lips of her around his dick. He never wants her to stop but at the same time all he wants to do is come inside that hot mouth of hers.
Her eyes are challenging and filled with the certainty that she knows exactly what the fuck she is doing. This is Charlie in control. It makes him even harder.
She looks at him while her tongue moves from his balls back to his cock. And before she is able to move her mouth over his cock again, she watches how he tries to look at her but looses that fight. The moment when he surrenders pulsates between her thighs. His face is pure sex when he comes against her belly and breasts.
His cum slowly travels over her breasts. Marking her. Watching his cum slowly dripping over and in between her tits on its way to her smooth belly, fills him with a feeling of possessiveness. It makes her his in the same fucked up way he feels about her when he watches the brand, his brand, on her wrist. Bass is panting harshly as he looks at her with wide eyes and his chest that moves up and down as he tries to get some fucking air into his lunges.
Charlie looks up. She sees the shift in his eyes before he yanks her to his chest. She lands against wide hard and sweaty chest. His heartbeat is fast and strong, her lips tingling. She can still taste him. He tilts her head with his fingers under her chin. He does not say a thing. He just demands a kiss from her, breathing into her mouth. His hand is still around her shoulder as she gives in and moves her head against his chest and shoulder.
She does not move. It is all his sated brain can think of.
This time, Charlie feels how he falls asleep with her head tucked under his chin. Her hand has landed on his thigh, and she softly touches the lines of his balls. She lets him. She stays with him. Just for a while, she tells herself.
When he wakes up again, she is gone and it is just him and her scent wrapped in his sheets. There is a fast twitch of his mouth that almost moves into a grin, when he thinks about what the fuck just happened.
Author's Note I am so sorry this update took so long! Thank you to all of you who are still reading this story. I appreciated it so much! The rest of the story is almost ready and I am working on the next two chapters right now. I will publish another chapter on Monday or Tuesday. The second chapter will be published somewhere at the end of next week as well. Love from Love