Wardrobe Malfunction(71)



“Semantics,” I sigh.

“Your protectiveness over your gran is looking really attractive to me right now.”

“You always look attractive to me.” I take her face in my hands. “You’re beautiful,” I tell her.

Then, I do what I’ve wanted to do all night. I kiss her red lips.

One hand pushes into her hair, and the other slides down her back to her ass, pulling her toward me.

“Let me get out of this dress,” she whispers against my mouth.

“That was kind of the plan. Not that you don’t look gorgeous in that dress, but I’ve been looking forward to seeing it on my bedroom floor all day.”

She laughs softly and eases back from me. “Five minutes,” she says.

“Four, and it’s a deal.”

“Four.” She smiles, kisses me one more time, and disappears off into the bathroom.

I undress, stripping all my clothes off. I switch off the light and climb into bed to wait for her. I sit with my back against the headboard and rest my eyes.

It was a long day but a good day. I realize that I’m the only one left of my siblings who is not married and doesn’t have kids.

I think about that for a moment. What would it be like to be married and have kids? What would it be like with Charly?

I reckon it would be awesome.

And, apparently, I’ve turned into a chick, thinking about kids and marriage with the woman I’ve barely known two months.

I hear the bathroom door click open, and I open my eyes to see Charly standing in the doorway. The light from the bathroom spills out into the bedroom, shining around her.

She looks like an angel.

A purely hot-as-fuck angel that I’m going to dirty right up.

She’s wearing a white sheer lace tunic-style slip that falls off her shoulders. It barely skims the tops of her thighs, showing off those gorgeous long legs of hers. Beneath it, she’s wearing white lace panties that I plan on tearing off with my teeth. And I know for a fact that she’s not wearing a bra because I can see her nipples through the fabric.

I’m instantly as hard as a rock.

I sit up on my knees. “Come here,” I tell her.

She pads across the room, her breasts bouncing gently. I can’t wait to get my hands and mouth on them.

Reaching the bed, she climbs onto her knees and meets me in the middle of the bed.

“Hi,” she whispers.

“Hi yourself.” I reach out and stroke my fingers over her bare shoulder before moving them down to her chest. I run my fingertips over the tops of her breasts through the soft fabric.

“You like?” she asks quietly.

“I like.”

I circle her nipple with my finger. It hardens against my touch. Her breathing starts to change. I move my hand lower, smoothing my palm over her stomach. I cup her over her panties.

She’s soaking wet.

“You’re ready for me,” I groan.

“I’m always ready for you.”

I push her panties aside and slip a finger inside her.

“Ah,” she moans, throwing her head back.

My mouth finds her neck, and I lick a path upward. She lowers her head, bringing her mouth to mine, and she kisses me, deep and wet. Her hands clutch my hair as I fuck her with my finger, palming her with my hand, but I can’t get proper access to her clit, as these fucking panties are in the way.

“Are the panties new?” I ask.

“Yes.”

“I’ll buy you a new pair.” Then, I tear them from her body.

“Oh God.” She shivers.

I don’t miss a beat. I keep fucking her with my finger, my palm now pressing against her clit.

She grinds down onto my hand. “Yes, Vaughn, yes,” she moans.

Her hand reaches out, taking my cock in it.

I hiss at the feel of her touching me. It always feels incredible when Charly touches me, each time seeming to get better.

She starts jacking me off. I push another finger inside her. She parts her legs wider, giving me more access. She’s absolutely soaking wet.

“I want you on my mouth,” I tell her. “Climb on my face, baby.”

I lie on my back, expecting her to crawl up, but instead, she turns around and straddles my body.

“Sixty-nine?” I say.

She grins back at me in answer.

“God, you’re so fucking hot.” I grab her ass and pull her toward my mouth. Lifting my head a little, I lick a path from her hole to her clit and then back again.

I plunge my tongue inside her at the exact same moment that she puts my cock in her mouth.

It’s like fucking heaven. Her sweet pussy in my mouth and her mouth on my cock. She sucks me hard, just like I like, jacking me with her hand as well, but then she moves her hand away and takes more of me in…nearly all of me in, deep-throating me.

“Jesus, fuck,” I groan, my eyes rolling back in my head.

I lick and tease her clit while she sucks me like a porn star.

Fuck, life is good.

I feel her legs start to tense around me, and I know she’s close.

“Come for me, baby,” I tell her.

She moans around my cock and starts to move against my tongue, grinding on my face. I grip ahold of her ass, licking her hard.

My cock falls from her mouth. “God, Vaughn…I’m gonna…I’m coming!” she cries, her trembling legs locking around my head as she comes against my mouth.

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