Rhea…
She woke slowly, feeling heavy and lethargic in a way she wasn't used to. When her eyelids fluttered open, she froze. She could now see and feel exactly why she was feeling heavy – and hot. At some point in the night, she and Charlie had shifted. Her back was tucked into his front, his very friendly erection nestled snugly in between her ass cheeks.
His shirt she was wearing had risen, baring her entire abdomen. Her ribcage lay over Charlie's elbow, and his hand from that arm was gripping her inner thigh, his thumb pressed up against her panties. His other hand had snaked its way up into her shirt, under the lace cup of her bra and was cupping her bare breast, his thumb and index finger curled around, but not quite gripping her nipple.
From his deep, even breathing, Rhea could tell that Charlie was still asleep. With every breath she took, though, his fingers rubbed against her nipple, making her body feel hot, and causing wetness to pool just below his thumb. Her body moved on its own, shifting her hips back into his and then forward, making his clothed erection glide between the soft mounds of flesh it was encased in.
When she shifted forwards, Charlie's thumb slid more deeply between her thighs. She whimpered and tried so hard to stop herself from moving, but in his sleep, Charlie was reacting. His hand on her thigh tightened and pulled her into him, making his thumb press harder against her now slick panties. With every pull of his hand, there was an added thrust of his hips, making her thoughts scatter.
His other hand was contracting and releasing against her breast, so his fingers were now intermittently pinching her nipple into spikes of pleasure. She felt out of control, her body moving towards something huge and terrifying. Without realizing, she had reached her hand back to Charlie's thigh, and her nails had begun to dig in.
"Charlie!" She whisper-screamed. She knew the room was soundproof, but yelling seemed beyond her at the moment. Approximately two and a half seconds later, all motion stopped. They were both unnaturally still.
"Ree? Honey? Are you okay?" Charlie's voice was questioning – tentative. He kept his arms and hips still, but sweetly nuzzled behind her ear with his nose. He pressed soft kisses against her neck while she willed her mouth to work.
"I-I'm good. Just a little, uh, worked up?" Her chuckle was breathy and broken.
Charlie…
He could feel her whole body trembling. He could honestly say he'd never woken so turned on in his entire life. If he hadn't stopped moving the second she called him to consciousness, he very well may have come in his shorts. Her nails were still digging into his thigh, but he needed them there because they were probably the only things keeping him sane.
He had one hand grasped around the softness of her breast and her nipple was tight and nearly pressed between his fingers. His other hand could feel the silky-smooth skin of her thigh against his palm while his thumb was soaked with wet heat even through her panties.
His cock was the happiest of all, though, completely surrounded by the round globes of her ass, pressed so tightly in it could feel the ridges of her lace underwear even through his cotton shorts. There was heat from the friction it had been making sliding between those cheeks, and it was not happy to have stopped. It was, in fact, twitching impatiently.
Well, Deputy was just gonna have to be angry at him for a while. Charlie slowly and a little regretfully pulled his hand from her breast and brought it to her face to draw her around towards him. The second he saw her face, and those wide, confused eyes, he knew.
"Ree, I know you haven't been with anyone before, but have you ever touched yourself?" He thought he already knew the answer.
"Touched? Yes. But I don't think I was doing it right. I've never felt like that before." He closed his eyes and suppressed a groan. His girl was completely innocent. He could tell by the way her body was still shaking that she had gotten close, but not gotten off. Deputy was gonna kill him. He kissed her slow and sweet.
"Honey, do you trust me?" Her eyes were confused again.
"Yes." Just one breath, a whisper, really.
"I want to make you feel good. Will you let me do that for you? Show you what it's supposed to feel like?" Her lips parted and her eyes widened even further, but she nodded. He swooped down and kissed her with more fire this time.
He maneuvered her onto her back, flicking her bra clasp open while he did. He kept kissing her while his hands made gentle sweeps up and down her sides from hips to shoulder, just barely brushing the sides of her breasts as he moved under her shirt. He had her sit up just enough that he could pull the shirt and bra from her body.
As he took in her body, he splayed his hand over her collarbones and moved it slowly – so slowly – down the middle of her torso, between her bare breasts, across her tightening abdomen, and down to the top edge of her panties. He hooked his thumb in the front, running it across the edge to her hip. Then he made the same full motion with his other hand.
He slid the lace just as slowly down her thighs, her calves, off her feet, and took one of her ankles in each hand, sliding them apart as he slid up the bed between her legs, his hungry eyes on the feast that was her body laid out before him. He let his hands slide all the way up her luscious body as he settled in the space between her thighs that fit his body perfectly.
He kissed the corners of her mouth, her rosy lips, up her jawline and down her neck. His hands moved to cup her breasts as her breathing became labored and she started letting out panting whimpers. He nibbled her collarbones and watched as his fingers teased around her areola, making her nipples tighten into little buds.
He let his thumbs play with those buds until his mouth wanted a turn, and then he tasted with lips and tongue – sucking, licking, flicking, biting. Each new movement had Rhea letting out a different little noise, each as perfect as the last. His free hand snuck down to where her heat was pooling between wet, slick folds; where she really needed him to touch.
His moan at how wet she was for him vibrated against the nipple in her mouth, pulling a deeper moan from her. He slid two fingers through her wet folds, curving them so they dipped into her and ran across her swollen clit with each stroke.
"Oh shit! Oh God!" Rhea's hips started to rock against his hand, and he knew there was one more thing he wanted to do before she fell off that ledge. He moved down and spread her thighs to fit over his shoulders, reaching the hand that had been at her breast around the outside of her thigh back up to pluck at her nipple.
He switched his fingers out for his tongue, licking from the bottom of her slit to the shiny pink nub he could see poking out from its hood. She was swollen and ready to explode for him. He wiggled his middle finger into her tight, hot passage – God was he ever going to fit in there? – and sucked that beautiful bundle of nerves into his mouth, flicking his tongue around it in circles.
Her heel was digging into his back. One of her hands was gripping his shoulder painfully, but all it was doing was turning him on more. He was making her lose control and he was the only one who had ever made this woman lose it like this. He looked at her face while he ate her, and she locked eyes with him – hers wide and panicked, but aroused beyond belief.
"I feel-I think-I need-" He knew what she needed. He pulled back for just a second.
"Let go, honey. I've got you." He curled his finger inside of her and dove back down to suck that nub back in his mouth, pressing the flat of his tongue to the sensitive nerves and rolling it.
"Charlie, Charlie, Charlie!" She keened. Every part of her body tensed around him, her hands gripping his hair – holding him to her, her thighs gripping his head, her pussy gripping his finger. He slowed and gentled the movements of his finger and tongue, but let her ride it out, knowing she was done when her thighs went lax, and she started to tremble from overstimulation.
He crawled back up beside her and pulled her close, kissing her forehead and cuddling the sweet, beautiful woman that was letting him into her life. She curled right into him, giving him that warm, fuzzy feeling again.
"That was – that was phenomenal. I had no idea. I think I might have some lost time to make up for." He smiled against her hair. Her voice was slow and slurred from the post-orgasmic haze, and it was one of the best sounds he'd ever heard.
Her tiny hands started moving with more purpose, stroking down his body, closer and closer to the part of him that wanted their touch the most, but he snagged her wrists, pulling her arms around his neck and kissing her soundly.
"This was just about you, Ree. As much as I want – whatever you're willing to give me, I doubt we have the time before the kids are up." She pouted, but seeing that the clock on the wall said quarter after six, he was definitely right.
"Tell you what. If Sarah and Sue will stay over with the kids Thursday night, you can come back to my place with me. I don't work on Friday, so you'll be able to do whatever your pretty little heart desires." She beamed.
"I'll have to see what I can do about that, then. Are you staying for breakfast?" As much as he wanted to give in to those big, beautiful eyes, he knew better.
"And get caught up in the firing squad? I know Sue and Sarah know something about what happened yesterday. If I know them – and I do – they'll be here as soon as they can get their kids settled with Harry and Billy. You should plan on an extra couple of people for breakfast. Already told the boys to cancel our regular Sunday fish today." He laughed.
"Oh! I've been meaning to ask, but somehow it keeps slipping my mind. I love to fish, but it's a little much to have all the kids out at once when they're so young, but Phoebe really wants to learn. She's got all her own gear and everything. If it wouldn't be too much trouble, maybe you boys could let her tag along once or twice?" He didn't even have to consider it.
"That would be great! I always wanted to take Bells, but she doesn't much like 'gross' things, as she puts it. Billy's girls are the same way – Leah too – and Jacob does not have the patience for fishing." That beaming smile of hers was shining up at him again and he swore to himself to see that smile as often as possible.
Rhea kissed him and rolled off the bed, walking to the bathroom unashamedly naked. He watched the smooth lines of her back until she disappeared, beyond glad that she wasn't shy with him. Wanting to be covered before the first munchkin made it through the door, Charlie stood stretching. He took no time to pull his shirt over his head and grinned when it smelled a bit like Rhea.
His jeans were a bit more difficult since Deputy still hadn't quite gotten the message that he wasn't getting any attention. He pulled socks and shoes on before walking over to the bathroom door where he could hear the shower running. He cracked the door the tiniest bit, not wanting to intrude if it would make her uncomfortable.
"Do you have a toothbrush I could use? Or some mouthwash?" He spoke loudly enough to be heard over the water.
"Sure. There's extra in the cabinet next to the sink, and toothpaste is in the top drawer." He took that as an invitation to come in and found everything exactly where she'd said it would be. He peeked at her through the mirror while he brushed. The shower was made of completely clear glass walls, and he was officially jealous of water as he watched it run over every inch of her.
He hummed to himself, knowing that he had already touched most of that skin, and what he hadn't, he would be soon so long as he didn't fuck anything up. Just as an extra little touch to show he planned on sticking around a while, he dropped the blue toothbrush he had used into her countertop toothbrush holder right next to her own purple one.
By the time he was done, she was already turning off the shower and wrapping herself up in one of her fluffy white towels. He took the two steps over to her and pulled her to him, bending his head to kiss her once more.
"I have to head out, but I'll be here at six on Thursday. You can call me anytime, too." Smiling brightly at him, she pulled him back down for a hungrier kiss.
"Hmm. That might hold me until Thursday. I can't wait." Turning and making his way out of the house was one of the hardest things he'd ever done. What was that woman doing to him? He hadn't even known her for very long and he was already sunk in so deep.
Rhea…
It didn't take long to figure out that Charlie was right. The kids were barely up, and she had just started putting breakfast together when Sarah and Sue showed up in the doorway. She couldn't help but laugh at the eager look on both of their faces.
"Come on and eat with us, ladies. As soon as the kids go play, we'll talk." She'd noticed that having Sam and Embry over wasn't any more difficult than just having her kids. They were both quiet and polite. If anything, by the way Diana dragged Sam to the play area, having someone her own age made her happy. She would make sure those boys knew they were welcome any time. And then it was inquisition time.
"Tell us everything!" So she told the women about her and Charlie's mutual jealousy, the blatant and disgusting piece of flirting by Joshua Uley – both women just rolled their eyes at that – and the kind of sleazy for a kid's party come-on by Tiffany Call.
She told them about his hotter than sin kiss on the kitchen counter, to which both of them squealed like little girls. At the women's insistence, face flaming, Rhea pointed out exactly where it had happened. She told them how he had realized it was her first real kiss, and how he'd asked to talk to her later.
"So – he stayed after the party to talk? What did you say? What did he say?" Sarah was speaking, but both women looked equally excited to hear the details. So Rhea told them how she'd talked to him about how she hadn't been intimate with anyone before and how he had looked pleased by that. Both women smirked at her confirmation that they had been right.
They both squealed again when Rhea told them that he had kissed her again and asked her on a date. They were both more than enthusiastic to come stay the night with the kids on Thursday so that she could have a night out with Charlie. They thought it would be fun to set up tents and have a camp-out in the playroom with all the kids.
"That sounds like quite the conversation you guys had. Was there more kissing after? What time did he finally leave?" Sarah really liked to throw a slew of questions all at once. Rhea's face was flaming again.
"He – um – he left this morning." Both women had to lean in to hear her whisper.
"OH! MY! GOD!" They both squealed together. "How? Did anything else happen? Are you still our sweet little innocent Ree?"
"We didn't have sex!" Rhea yelled in as low a voice as she could manage. "He only slept with me last night. Well, until this morning…" She sighed remembering.
"What happened this morning?" Sarah was nearly yelling for real then.
Rhea told them about how she had slept in his shirt and her underthings, while he was just wearing his boxer briefs. She pictured it all in her head while she told them how she'd woken up and how he was still asleep, but he'd been touching her in all the right places anyways.
She recounted how he'd pulled back when he'd actually woken up, but discovered that she'd never had an orgasm – even by herself – and he'd asked if she would let him make her feel good. Both women sighed and Rhea trembled a little. She talked about how he had stripped her bare and made her feel beautiful.
How he had touched and teased, and how he had finally led her to a place where the whole world fell away and all that was left was brilliant white light and she'd thought she was dying, but she let herself fall because she could hear Charlie telling her that he'd take care of her, and she trusted him. And finally how he had said that it was about her, and he didn't want to rush her into reciprocating.
When she pulled herself out of her memory and looked at her friends again, they were both looking at her wide-eyed. She became concerned a little when they hadn't spoken for nearly a minute after she was done.
"Holy shit, Ree. First, when you guys do have sex, I'm gonna need you to call me like right after and give me a play-by-play. That was one of the hottest things I've ever heard, and it was only one-way touching!" Sarah sounded a little jealous.
"Yeah. You are so lucky, Ree. We all knew Charlie was a good man, but damn. Charlie is good." Sue was also bleeding a little envy.
"He, uh, he did mention that he doesn't work on Friday, so if you guys were willing to stay with the kids all night, I'd be welcome to go back to his place with him until, um, Friday morning." Rhea tried her best not to stutter through, but she was still a little embarrassed. She needn't have worried though.
"Hell yes! We're staying! You go get it, girl!" They both had lights in their eyes that made Rhea feel a little for Billy and Harry. She was sure the women were going to go and jump their husbands the first chance they got.
The next few days went by quickly. Rhea promised Embry that they could take him not the coming weekend, but the following weekend to Port Angeles to pick out things for his room. His mother had given Rhea her night schedule and Embry was going to be with them six out of every seven days. Rhea wanted to make sure that he had clothes and things there just in case, as well. That weekend, she was also going to work with Diana on her archery.
Rhea had drafted up a few pet projects and she wanted to get started on a few of them. She sent letters to the tribal council – officially, of course – with a proposal to have others in the community available for fostering or adopting displaced native children. She volunteered to double the government's monthly stipend for fostering whether the child was a foster or an adoption.
She would also put forth any funds needed for repairs or upgrades to the families' homes to make life comfortable for the families. Their schooling would also be covered for everything from clothing to books until they graduated high school with the option for additional scholarship based on interests and academic achievement.
She also had kids in her own home with a multitude of interests, and there wasn't a whole lot in the way of extracurricular education in La Push, so she petitioned the council to distribute fliers for Sunday activities at her own home.
She would plan arts and crafts, science activities, outdoor survival skills, literacy program days, and anything else she could think up to entertain and educate. She heard back from Sue and Sarah about the voting on her proposals, because of course Billy and Harry would have shared that information with their wives. So far, it looked like she would be very busy building up their community.
She worked with the council and the school leadership to organize donations to the education program for much needed updates to both the school itself as well as providing new and current materials for the students. She offered funds for any tutoring needed by any student that was falling behind.
By the time Thursday rolled around, she had been so busy being productive that she hadn't had time to be anxious about her date with Charlie. When she finally slowed down enough to think about it, though, she wasn't even really that nervous. Charlie was easy for her to talk to when she didn't have to hide the fact that being close to him set her body on fire.
Then there was that fact. She didn't feel any shame around him, either. With the way he looked at her, it just wasn't possible to feel any way other than secure. She still had some future concerns on what his reaction would be when she had to tell him about her family. She didn't even debate anymore that it would be a when rather than an if at this point.
Sarah and Sue showed up with their little ducklings about four o'clock, telling Rhea not to worry about dinner for the kids, that they would handle it. Her only responsibility was to go and be ready on time for when Charlie showed up. She hugged them both and eagerly rushed off to her room to shower and change.
Charlie was, of course, right on time, and Rhea was coming down the stairs just as the knock came at the door. Sarah and Sue looked her over, nodding at her in approval and disappearing as she went to answer the door. Rhea loved opening the door to Charlie and being encompassed by the delicious man smell that just wafted off of him.
He looked sexy and dangerous, dressed all in black. Black jeans, black tee, black boots, and a beautiful black leather bomber jacket. Rhea took a moment to take him all in, and when her eyes moved up to his, noticed that he hadn't quite finished with his own inspection.
"You look amazing, Ree. Are you ready to go?" His eyes peeking over her shoulder let her know that he was making sure that the kids were taken care of too, which made her heart flutter.
"Completely ready. And you look pretty good yourself, Charlie." She took the hand he offered her and let herself be led down to the passenger side of his little Honda Civic. He opened the door and handed her in like a perfect gentleman. She was giddy.
First Date…
Charlie was not able to take his eyes off of her even when he was driving them to the restaurant. She had gone with black as well, and her dress fell to mid-thigh, except when she slipped into his car, and it had ridden up so much higher. He wasn't sure he was going to make it through the evening.
He hadn't noticed until she'd passed him to get into the car, but the dress had no back. It was open from the tiny little straps holding it over her shoulders all the way down to where it curved into a delicate u shape just above the swell of her ass. He could see the dimples on either side of her spine just above that material and he wanted to lick them – or sink his thumbs into them while he did other despicable things to her.
Rhea was just as affected, not failing to notice Charlie's heated gaze. She wanted him to be more at ease, because he seemed a little tense under the heat he was sharing. She slid her hand to his elbow and ran it down his arm to his hand, linking their fingers together and smiling at him.
"So, where are you taking me?"
"There's a cute little Italian place in Port Angeles just around the corner from the theater, so I figured we could grab a bite there and then swing by and see what was playing."
"That sounds great. I've only been up there a couple times, but it seems like I'm always headed to the other side of town."
"Living in a small town has a lot of benefits, really. Unfortunately, there are some things that you just have to make that extra little trip for, though. Like this." He shot her a flirty grin. "I wouldn't want to stay anywhere with so many people just passing through life the way they do in the city, though. Small towns' charm is that people know each other, help each other out, and you can't just pass by people and live in your own little bubble. Even when you're a bit of a loner like me, you're still a part of everything."
"You're not wrong. I grew up in a regular suburb in California, and I never felt like I really fit in. It got worse as I got older, and especially when I went to college. I had trouble connecting to people, and I think part of it was that everyone was so busy doing their own thing that they never noticed or participated in what was going on around them. Nobody was aware of even the things that were happening closest to them, let alone in the wider world." Rhea shared her own experience.
"It's an extremely lonely feeling, noticing everything and everyone, but not really being noticed yourself. I've felt more at home and accepted in La Push in the short time we've been there than I ever felt before. I can't imagine ever even thinking about leaving." Charlie nearly beamed at that revelation, even when he shared what was still a slightly stinging personal detail.
"I've always felt that way, too. Unfortunately, not everyone feels the same way. My marriage ended because my ex-wife wasn't in love with the simplicity of small town life. She wanted something bigger. I can't really blame her for that, everyone is different. It's hard not seeing Bella all the time, though.
"I call as much as I can, and I get her a few weeks a year, but it's not the same thing, and she's so little, phone conversations don't last very long." Rhea's heart went out to him. She couldn't imagine being separated from her sisters, and they weren't even technically her children.
"I'm sure even at her age, she appreciates how much you love her, and that you make so much time to reach out to her." She squeezed his hand in hers.
"I wish I could see her more, but Renee always had trouble with planning things. She was more of a spontaneous reaction person. I can already tell Bella is gonna be more like her old man, God help her.
"She likes to know everything about her visits before she comes, asks so many questions it's a wonder her tongue doesn't fall out. She's so bright, and she is curious about everything." The love shining from Charlie's face warmed Rhea's heart.
"I think Bella being like her dad will be a great thing. I know him after all, and I think he's kind of fantastic." Charlie blushed a little, embarrassed and a little flustered at the glowing compliment.
Thankfully, Rhea didn't mind that he couldn't bluster his way through a response to that, but she did note that he must not get compliments very often, so she planned to change that for him, at least. They spent the rest of the ride in companionable silence, listening to music on the radio.
Before they knew it, Charlie was parking his car in a lot near the restaurant, and had run around the front end to open her door for her again. She took his hand to help her get up out of the car, but held onto it as they walked together into the coziest, most romantic little place she'd ever seen.
Rhea was a little shocked when they walked up to the hostess stand and Charlie gave his name. The hostess had them seated immediately. She hadn't realized that Charlie had made a reservation. It made her glow a little, that he had planned ahead like that, especially since he had made it sound like they were just popping in for dinner.
They were seated in a little corner booth out of sight of most of the restaurant, with dim lighting, and a single, jarred candle flickering on the table. Charlie was enchanted by the pink flush across Rhea's perfect skin. He reached across the table and took her hand, running his thumb across the smooth skin on the back. Her eyes flashed to his and she beamed at him. He loved that he could make her do that so easily.
"This place is really nice, Charlie. Have you, uh, eaten here before?" Rhea knew that Charlie was interested in her, and that he was a loyal man. If he weren't, Sarah, Billy, Sue, and Harry wouldn't be so close to him. She couldn't help but wonder, though, if he'd been interested in other women before her – if this was something he did regularly. She officially didn't like the way jealousy felt.
"Nah. This is my first time at this place. My chief brings his wife here whenever he gets a chance. He said the lasagna is the best they've ever had." Charlie tried hard not to smirk when he caught the jealousy coming from her again. He didn't know how this woman could even think she had any reason to be jealous.
"I, uh, haven't really been very social since my divorce, so I might've asked around a little." He wanted to reassure her and let her know that she was the one that opened his eyes again; that he wasn't going anywhere, so long as she wanted him around.
"Ah. Well, I'm happy that you've started to socialize." Rhea looked up at him through her lashes, nearly causing his blood to boil. If he didn't know better, he'd think she did it on purpose. He groaned.
"Honey, you're killin' me. You gotta stop looking at me like that or we aren't gonna make it through dinner let alone a movie." His husky voice made Rhea shiver, and she smiled a little at how she affected him.
They both ordered the lasagna when the waitress came back around, but chose water over wine to keep a clear head. Charlie told stories of hijinks that Billy, Harry, and he had gotten up to when they were young. Rhea talked about her mom and her stepdad, who she really considered a dad.
When they finished dinner, they decided to walk to the theater, since it was only a few blocks away. While they walked, Charlie told Rhea about how he had felt being a dad, when Bella was still a baby and he got to see her every day – and how much he missed her now that he couldn't.
Rhea, in fair trade, told him about after her parents died, and taking on responsibility for her sisters – how much she loved them and how glad she was that she had the means to keep them all together.
When they got to the theater, Rhea was beyond excited when the showing for Speed was just a few minutes away. She'd thought she was going to have to wait to see it until it was out on video, but Charlie was thrilled by both her excitement and her movie choice. He got them a large bucket of popcorn and a large soda to share.
The movie was exciting, and despite both of them being thoroughly entertained, they still couldn't quite keep their hands to themselves. Holding hands and playing with each other's fingers turned into Charlie burying fingers in her hair and massaging the back of her head while Rhea drew patterns on the inseam of his jeans just above his knee.
Eventually, Charlie pulled Rhea up and over to sit across his lap. They were both still watching the movie, but it made it easier for him to run fingers up her bare back, tracing her spine. She could brush occasional kisses on his neck, and use her hands to explore the planes of his chest and abdomen.
When the movie had ended, they were both wound pretty tightly. Charlie pulled her into a hard kiss once the credits started running, but made it quick before something inappropriate happened in public. He helped her stand without her dress getting lifted or turned too badly.
"Am I taking you home, honey? Or can I keep you for the night?" The tension in his body gave Charlie's voice a rasp that made Rhea's body shiver, gooseflesh popping up all over her body.
"You can keep me for longer than tonight, Charlie – but we can start with that." Her voice had never been so low, so throaty before. Charlie groaned and kissed her again before grabbing her hand and nearly dragging her out of the theater.
Not that she had to be dragged anywhere; she was racing right along with him. They got to the sidewalk and Rhea missed a step and was about to come tumbling down, but Charlie caught her before she could fall. They both laughed at themselves.
"God, Ree, you make me feel like a teenager again. How about we work on getting there in one piece and after that we'll work on the rest of it." She nodded, still smiling, and they made their way back to the car at a much more reasonable pace.
Charlie got the door and handed her in, purposely keeping his hands to himself as much as he was able. The last thing he needed was to be any more distracted driving on the way home. He didn't want to admit it, but he may have broken some of the speed limits on the way to his house.
At long last, he pulled into the driveway of his own home, Charlie rounded the car, taking deep breaths to calm himself before opening the door for Rhea and helping her out of the car. He put his hand lightly on her lower back and guided her gently in front of him.
He moved more gracefully than he had ever moved to lean into Rhea, open the door, spin both of them through the doorway, shut the door behind them, and then spun them again so that Rhea's back was pressed against the door and he was leaning over her, arms braced on the wood on either side of her head, his entire body close but not touching her at all.
"Ree, honey, I want you more than I've ever wanted anyone in my life, and I don't want to do anything that makes you uncomfortable, so if we get to a point where you want to stop, you just say so. No matter how far we are, we stop, okay?"
He maintained eye contact with her, his eyes piercing and intense. Rhea was having trouble remembering how to breathe, and if she hadn't already wanted him as much as humanly possible, that would have only made her want him more.
"Charlie, I knew what I wanted before I agreed to come out with you tonight. Right now every inch of my body is itching to have your hands on me. I need you, Charlie." He groaned and his forehead thunked against the wood of the door beside her head.
"Honey, you're killin' me here." She was the sexiest woman he'd ever met, and he doubted she was even really trying. He couldn't take it anymore, so he leaned forward, pressing her body tight between his and the door, feeling every soft curve she had right up against him.
He pulled his head away from the door to kiss her, trying to keep it sweet and slow, but failing the second her lips gasped open on a moan and her tongue slipped out to lick the middle of his top lip. Just a taste, but it drained all the blood from his head instantly.
On a moan, his hands slipped to her thighs under the hem of her little dress and slid both his hands and the dress up to grip just under the curve of her ass. Getting a good hold, he bent his knees and lifted her against the door at the same time, putting her legs at the perfect height to wrap around his waist, which of course she did.
Her arms came up to twine around his neck as she pressed her body even closer to his, nearly molding herself to him. He could feel the heat from her core running the length of his erection as they rocked into each other. Charlie took a tentative step back leaving Rhea's weight supported by him instead of the door.
As soon as he determined he could manage, he gripped the deliciously lush globes of her ass as he carried her up the stairs and towards his room, not removing his mouth from hers the whole way up. He kept a mantra going on in his head, reminding himself that it was her first time, so he would remember to make it memorable in the best way.
He knelt on his bed and slowly lowered her down to lay on the bed. He stayed kneeling just to take in the sight of her spread out over his bed. Her dress was resting just across the top of her thighs, her arms were splayed to either side of her head and her hair fanned out in mad tendrils over his pillows. He was impossibly hard.
"You are beautiful." Rhea blushed again and felt moisture pooling between her thighs at the hungry look in his eyes. He bent down to kiss her, but bypassed her mouth entirely, laying smooth butterfly kisses along her jawline, drawing her earlobe into his mouth. Her body shivered under his.
Charlie pulled his jacket off and tossed it on the floor as he nibbled his way down her neck. He lifted just enough to pull his t-shirt off over his head. He was trying to cool down his overheated body just a little. He returned to Rhea's neck, where it met her shoulder, and brought his hand up to slide the strap of her dress off of her shoulder.
Switching hands as he sucked gently across her collarbone, he slid the other strap down so now both were hanging low on her arms. He knelt up again and slid the straps down further and further, eyes glued to where the neckline caught on her peaked nipples, until the material snapped down, baring her to her navel and making her breasts bounce just enough to make him moan.
He stayed up as he ran his hands down her arms, back up her waist. He moved so slowly, he had her whimpering under him, and he enjoyed her reaction to his touch, her nipples as hard and tight as little marbles. They drew him in. First his fingers, flicking lightly across, listening to the gasping breaths that touch caused, then pinching, rolling, pulling, with Rhea giving him a new sound with every new motion.
When he couldn't wait any longer, he took one in his mouth moaning around her breast at the sweet taste of her skin. He sucked and licked and bit at her tender nubs, switching back and forth from one to the other, content to continue forever, especially with her squirming under him.
"Charlie! I-I need-I need more. Please!" Rhea was arching her back, moving desperately against him. She thought he might drive her insane, might kill her before she ever gets a chance to have sex. Thankfully, he took her plea to heart and started to move on. He finished sliding her dress down her body, with her lifting her hips to help. He took her black lace panties with it.
"I don't think I can tell you enough how you are the most perfect woman I've ever seen. I'm gonna make you feel so good, Ree, and after, honey, I'm gonna sink into you and I'm gonna stay there until neither one of us can move anymore." While he spoke, he feasted his eyes on her body, unbuttoning his jeans and pulling jeans and shorts down to his knees.
He laid down between her thighs, not hesitating for even a second as he lifted her legs up over his shoulders, burying his face right up against her moist folds. He licked every visible piece of flesh before him, savoring the musky, but still sweet taste of her sex. While he enjoyed himself, he pushed his pants the rest of the way off with his feet, leaving them both naked.
She wriggled her hips, trying to get his tongue where she needed it the most, but he took his time, letting her get worked up nearly to the point of pleading again before moving on to the cluster of nerves at the top of her slit. He sank his fingers into her and curled them just right as he flicked his tongue around and around her hood.
"Charlie. Charlie, please!" With a swift suck and a last curl of his fingers, she flew apart under his mouth. He let her ride out her orgasm, and when she was fully relaxed, he slid up her body, pressing her thighs to the outside of his hips and he hesitated.
"Honey, I'm clean, and I'd love to feel all of you, but are you on any kind of birth control?" Charlie had to ask. Rhea looked up at him, her eyes still glazed.
"Yeah. I'm covered, Charlie. I want to feel you." He couldn't wait any longer. He guided himself in and thrust forward in one smooth slide while she was still relaxed. He knew that if he had given her a chance to tense, it would have hurt worse. As it was, her body bowed, and the pained look on her face nearly killed him.
"Shh. I'm not moving, honey. Just take some deep breaths." He pet her hair and laid sweet kisses all over her gorgeous face. He lost his concentration, and his control of his body when she wrapped her legs around his waist and rolled her hips up into him. He let out a choked gasp and rocked his hips forward, burying himself even deeper into her sucking, wet heat.
"God, is this okay? Does it still hurt?" Charlie was trying so hard to keep still, but it had been so long, and she was so hot and so tight, and he had never been harder in his entire life.
"Move, Charlie." Rhea emphasized with another roll of her own hips. She had hurt, but only for a second, and she was nearly breathless at the exquisite full feeling she got from being connected to Charlie. And then he started to move. He was rubbing up against spots inside her that she hadn't known existed until she met him, and the thickness of his cock was way more intense than even his fingers had been.
Charlie was making deep, smooth strokes into Rhea's body, and he could feel her slick juices coating him more and more with every thrust. He could feel his balls tightening up against his body, and he gritted his teeth. He was not going to let himself go until Rhea got to her peak one more time. He sat up on his knees and used one hand on her hip to hold her while he kept thrusting and dipped the other hand down to circle and pinch at her clit.
"Oh, God! Faster, Charlie!" He lost it then, pushing into her over and over as fast as he could, and he could feel the edge, he was nearly there.
"Come for me, Ree. I want to feel you squeeze down on me, honey." She screamed as her legs clamped down around his middle.
"Oh, oh, OH! CHARLIE!" Her inner walls were contracting around him, milking him through his last few thrusts.
"Fuck! Ree!" Charlie emptied himself inside her, nearly sobbing with pleasure at the release. He went blind for a second, pulling Rhea with him as he collapsed on his side so he wouldn't squash her, but he didn't want to pull out of her yet, either.
"Before you ask, honey, nothing has ever felt like that before. You are a goddess." He only meant to kiss her once, but she was addictive. He just kept kissing her and pulling back only to lean in again.
"Mmm. Charlie. I have never felt even a fraction of what I feel with you with anyone else, and that was before you ever touched me. This? This was beyond anything I'd ever dreamed. I think you ruined me." They both chuckled.
"Good to know my evil plan is working, then." She laughed with her whole body. He knew this because her muscles were clenching at him again, waking his cock inside her faster than he thought possible. He couldn't help but groan and rock into her.
"Again? Already?" He was amused and turned on at how excited she sounded. He grabbed her legs, pulling and rolling until she was sitting over him, straddling his hips with him still buried deep withing her.
"Yep. You're awfully inspiring. I thought you might like to be in control this time. Use me to figure out how to make yourself feel good." She didn't hesitate for a second as she rocked, rolled, and rode him.
He let his hands wander her body as she found a rhythm she enjoyed. He touched and squeezed every bit of soft skin he could reach. He watched as her perfect breasts bounced and shuddered with each roll Rhea made over him.
He glanced further down and gripped her hips with nearly bruising force, thrusting his hips up to meet hers again and again as he lost all sense of control at the sight of his cock sinking into and sliding out of her dripping folds.
"OH!" Rhea's rhythm stuttered with his upward thrusts, and he could feel her thighs quivering. Desperate for her to come for him again, he sat up, keeping her pulled to him with his arm around her back. It put him at the perfect height to grasp at her bouncing breasts with his mouth.
His other hand crawled in between their bodies to gently swirl around her sweet nerve bundle. With both of them still rocking into each other, he was now deeper, and she was tighter. Neither could stop gasping and moaning as each motion squeezed him and rubbed him repeatedly over the most sensitive places inside of her.
It was perhaps moments, hours, an eternity later that they both left their bodies behind, their orgasms were so intense, collapsing together, breathing heavily, not fully conscious. They slipped into sleep just like that, with Charlie still inside of her and Rhea laying out over top of Charlie.
Rhea woke up in a warm, pleasant bubble. She was lying beside Charlie with one leg thrown over his hip and her face pressed against his chest. He was still buried inside her body, and his arms were wrapped around her tightly. When she looked up, she met his open, sleepy gaze.
Their eyes stayed locked as they rocked slowly together, building up into an intense shuddering climax that had both of them clinging to one another from the sheer power of their simultaneous orgasm.
Charlie was torn. He had sworn when Renee left that he was going to be a happy bachelor for the rest of his days. He had been doing okay with it until this hurricane of a woman rolled into town. One look at her and his future plans had been ripped up and thrown somewhere far away where he'd never find them again.
He already loved her kids – how could he not? And he knew that he'd gone over the edge of the cliff to falling in love with her already. That he'd hit bottom eventually was inevitable, it was only a matter of when. Now he was just going to have to spend his free time convincing her to love him too – that they belonged together. He held her close and ran his hands up and down the bare skin of her back while he imagined ways to convince her to keep him around, not knowing that she was thinking similarly.
Rhea knew that Charlie was her future. She could feel it in her bones. She also knew he was still hurting from his divorce and missing his daughter, though, so she would need to be slow and gentle about pulling him into her life permanently. She also didn't want to scare him away when he found out how unusual her family really was. Sighing and pulling back, though she wanted to stay forever, Rhea looked at the man she was falling in love with.
"I should get back to the kids before breakfast. I'd invite you in for that, and you're welcome to if you want, but Sarah and Sue will probably be a handful." He laughed knowing that his friends would absolutely be more of a 'handful' than the large pack of kids running around Rhea's house.
"You're right. They will be trouble. Do you want to hop in the shower with me before we go? And I can lend you some sweats or something to wear home." Looking down at them, Rhea realized that they were sticky all over from sweat and other things. A shower was probably a good idea. Clean clothes, too.
"Yeah. A shower sounds great." He climbed out of bed and offered a hand to help her up. Charlie grabbed some casual clothes for both of them, and led her to the bathroom. He gave her the toothbrush he'd gotten just for her and then started the water to get it warmed up.
They watched each other in the mirror with quiet intensity as they silently brushed their teeth. When they had stepped beneath the steaming water, Charlie washed Rhea first, starting with her thick hair and working his way down her body, being especially careful and thorough between her legs where he knew she would be sore.
Rhea took her turn to wash him over, not lingering in any one place for too long with the washcloth, not that that fact stopped Charlie from reacting to her touch. His slight disappointment with her clinical scrub was blown out of his mind when he met her hot eyes and she spoke.
"It's my turn to touch you. Will you tell me what you like?" She had barely finished speaking when her thin fingers trailed a path over his jaw and down his neck. They skimmed over his collarbone and her other hand joined, both of them flattening over his chest. Her touch became more purposeful as her hands stroked his chest, dragging over his nipples, causing him to let out a surprised moan.
She took notice and circled back around for more touches while her lush mouth started a fire along the same trail as her hands had taken. She licked and nibbled her way down his neck, across his collarbone, and to one nipple as her hands smoothed further down, letting her nails rake shallowly across his abdomen, making his muscles quiver and tense.
"You're supposed to tell me what you like, Charlie." He thought she had to be joking with him, expecting him to form coherent thoughts while she touched him like that, but she didn't sound teasing.
"Everything, Ree. Don't stop." Her hands had gripped his hipbones, drawing circles with her thumbs, closer and closer to where he wanted her to touch, and he knew his cock was weeping, could feel his body quaking beneath her onslaught.
She bent to lick lazy circles around his navel and the sensitive skin below it, the tip of him occasionally brushing the underside of her chin and he was near whimpering in desire. He kept his hands plastered to the tile wall, so he didn't push her. She wanted to touch him, and he'd be damned if he did anything to make her change her mind.
Those devilish hands of hers used his hips for balance as she gracefully sank to her knees on his shower floor. His head thumped back against the wall when she wrapped one tiny hand completely around his sack, weighing it in her palm. He felt a single finger swipe across the tip of his cock, and he looked down just in time to see her slip that finger between her lips and moan.
He nearly lost it right then. She wrapped that hand around his hot flesh, a look of wonder on her face as she explored how the skin slid up and down over the hard steel beneath. As she grew bolder, her hand tightened on him, pulling panting gasps from him. He wasn't sure when his eyes had closed again, but they popped right back open when he felt the tip of her hot tongue swirl around the head, dipping curiously into his slit as it passed over.
"Oh, God, Ree. Fuck" At his voice, her eyes met his through her lashes and her sinful lips wrapped around the head of his cock while she watched him. Her tongue lashed at the sensitive spot just beneath his glans, and her hand continued to stroke him, the water sluicing down his body keeping him slick.
Her eyes still locked on his, she sank him further into her mouth, flattening and rolling her tongue, massaging his balls in her other hand – and she moaned. She moaned around him like he was the most fantastic desert she'd ever tasted, the vibrations driving him mad. His hands flew from the wall to bury themselves in her hair. He didn't use them to move or hold her still; he just needed to hang onto her.
"Holy hell. I-I'm not gonna last, honey." He forced his hips still as she pulled back, sucking hard, and pulled him back in. He had never felt as much as she made him feel, and he knew even though it hadn't been two minutes with her on him, he was going to explode. His balls were pulling tight, and his knees were buckling.
"Ree, you've gotta pull back." He tried to gently guide her off with his hands in her hair, but she just looked at him with those eyes, grabbed his hips with both hands, and sank down on him as far as she could, making tiny little bobs, but otherwise keeping him buried in the back of her throat.
He saw stars as he exploded. Thinking of his seed running over the back of her tongue and down her throat just made him come harder. If he hadn't been leaning against the wall, he would have fallen. Rhea just gently suckled him until he shuddered a final time and sank down slowly to the floor with her. He pulled her into his arms.
"You're going to kill me one of these days, Ree." He held her for long moments, relishing in the feel of her bare skin against hers, until the water started to run cold. Charlie couldn't stop interrupting their progress with sweet, innocent kisses every time he looked her way.
They were about to head out the door and she was walking ahead of him, wearing his clothes, when the intense feeling of possessiveness sprung up inside him and he couldn't contain it. He spun her around and pressed her back into the door once again, cupping her face between his hands and giving her a long, sweet kiss.
"Honey, I won't ever rush you or push. I just gotta say it. I'm not sure I'll ever be able to let you go. You make me feel things I've never felt before, and I just want to be clear that I'm working towards something permanent here." Rhea covered Charlie's hands on her face with her own, her eyes misty.
"Oh, Charlie. I never thought you would do anything less. You never struck me as a man who would play around casually. I've known from the beginning that keeping you in my life, letting you get close to me would be moving towards some kind of future together. I want that with you, too.
"Before we dive in headfirst, though, we should keep doing this – dating – for a while. Maybe closer to home; do stuff with the kids to see if our lives can fit together as well as we seem to?" Rhea didn't want anything to do with going slow, but she needed at least a short while to find a way to tell him all of her secrets.
"Of course, honey. I wouldn't have it any other way." He finally released her and took her home, grinning like an idiot the whole way there, and the whole way back to his house. He was going to spend as much time with her as he could – not rushing, just maybe speeding things up a bit.