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still a virgin or that she needed to leave by midnight, but she didn’t want him to change his mind. She didn’t want to wait any longer. She wanted him just as much as he wanted her and she didn’t want anything to get in the way of that.
“A-Alright,” she whispered hesitantly.
“Are you sure? I don’t want you to think that if this doesn’t happen that I won’t be interested in you. Or that if it does happen that it’s all I want, because the moment that you ran into me earlier, I knew I wanted you in my life…permanently,” Charlie said honestly.
“I trust you.” Ashland responded as she placed her hand in his.
Charlie felt overwhelmed by the gravity of the trust she was giving him. He closed his large, warm hand around hers and led her through the empty ballroom, towards the lobby elevators and pressed the call button. The doors opened immediately and Charlie pulled her in. He quickly pressed the button for the top floor, then hit the close button before anyone else could step in with them. As the doors closed, he grabbed her hips and pull her backside close against his front.
Ashland could feel his warm breath on her neck as he leaned down and hovered a few centimeters away from her anxious skin. She felt the whisper of his lips near her ear, down her neck, against her shoulder, and back up again. He breathed in deeply and then stroked his nose along the outer shell of her ear, before she felt his teeth skim the thin, sensitive skin. A shiver traveled from her hair follicles, all the way down to her toes.
“You taste just as sweet as you smell.” Charlie said softly, his lips grazing her ear as he spoke.
Ashland’s hands balled up into tight fists and her lips popped open when his tongue flicked the sensitive skin behind her ear. Using lips, teeth, and tongue; Charlie kissed, nibbled and licked his way down to her shoulder. His fingers scraped across her flesh as he pulled her lace shrug to the side to reveal and kiss more of the feverish skin on her shoulder. Ashland bowed back reflexively, her ass unconsciously ground into his hard bulge.
The ping of the elevator signaled their arrival on the top floor and put the sensual spell on hold. As the doors slid open, Charlie clasped Ashland’s hand and led her to the door of the penthouse suite. He removed the keycard from his inside jacket pocket and opened the door. She fidgeted beside him, her nerves a frazzled mess with the anticipation of what was about to happen.
Once the door was open, Charlie only got as far as letting her in and closing the door behind them before his patience snapped. Charlie ripped his silver mask off his face, and he pushed Ashland against the door and claimed her lips once more. Without relinquishing her lush lips, Charlie quickly removed his jacket, untied his bowtie, unbuttoned his crisp white shirt and removed it as well. All the items landed on the floor at their feet.
Charlie pulled her away from the door as he began to remove her lace shrug. His lips never left Ashland’s skin. He kissed her lips, jawline, and neck at the same time he backed her further into the room. His fingers found the zipper to her dress and he pulled the tab down. The dress fell to the floor in front of the massive king size bed, along with her shrug and clutch purse. Charlie stepped back to take in her plush, lovely curves.
Ashland’s arm immediately came up to cover her body, left in nothing but her black lace boyshorts, matching bustier, and sparkling heels. She couldn’t stand to be bare in front of Cisco when he had put the dress on her earlier, and he wasn’t remotely interested in her. Standing under the gaze of a gorgeous man that appeared to want her, was sheer torture.
“Ashland, please don’t cover yourself. You’re stunning. These soft curves are all I’ve been thinking about since you ran into me.” Charlie reached out and caressed the back of his index finger down her smooth cheek. “If I didn’t think you were
“A-Alright,” she whispered hesitantly.
“Are you sure? I don’t want you to think that if this doesn’t happen that I won’t be interested in you. Or that if it does happen that it’s all I want, because the moment that you ran into me earlier, I knew I wanted you in my life…permanently,” Charlie said honestly.
“I trust you.” Ashland responded as she placed her hand in his.
Charlie felt overwhelmed by the gravity of the trust she was giving him. He closed his large, warm hand around hers and led her through the empty ballroom, towards the lobby elevators and pressed the call button. The doors opened immediately and Charlie pulled her in. He quickly pressed the button for the top floor, then hit the close button before anyone else could step in with them. As the doors closed, he grabbed her hips and pull her backside close against his front.
Ashland could feel his warm breath on her neck as he leaned down and hovered a few centimeters away from her anxious skin. She felt the whisper of his lips near her ear, down her neck, against her shoulder, and back up again. He breathed in deeply and then stroked his nose along the outer shell of her ear, before she felt his teeth skim the thin, sensitive skin. A shiver traveled from her hair follicles, all the way down to her toes.
“You taste just as sweet as you smell.” Charlie said softly, his lips grazing her ear as he spoke.
Ashland’s hands balled up into tight fists and her lips popped open when his tongue flicked the sensitive skin behind her ear. Using lips, teeth, and tongue; Charlie kissed, nibbled and licked his way down to her shoulder. His fingers scraped across her flesh as he pulled her lace shrug to the side to reveal and kiss more of the feverish skin on her shoulder. Ashland bowed back reflexively, her ass unconsciously ground into his hard bulge.
The ping of the elevator signaled their arrival on the top floor and put the sensual spell on hold. As the doors slid open, Charlie clasped Ashland’s hand and led her to the door of the penthouse suite. He removed the keycard from his inside jacket pocket and opened the door. She fidgeted beside him, her nerves a frazzled mess with the anticipation of what was about to happen.
Once the door was open, Charlie only got as far as letting her in and closing the door behind them before his patience snapped. Charlie ripped his silver mask off his face, and he pushed Ashland against the door and claimed her lips once more. Without relinquishing her lush lips, Charlie quickly removed his jacket, untied his bowtie, unbuttoned his crisp white shirt and removed it as well. All the items landed on the floor at their feet.
Charlie pulled her away from the door as he began to remove her lace shrug. His lips never left Ashland’s skin. He kissed her lips, jawline, and neck at the same time he backed her further into the room. His fingers found the zipper to her dress and he pulled the tab down. The dress fell to the floor in front of the massive king size bed, along with her shrug and clutch purse. Charlie stepped back to take in her plush, lovely curves.
Ashland’s arm immediately came up to cover her body, left in nothing but her black lace boyshorts, matching bustier, and sparkling heels. She couldn’t stand to be bare in front of Cisco when he had put the dress on her earlier, and he wasn’t remotely interested in her. Standing under the gaze of a gorgeous man that appeared to want her, was sheer torture.
“Ashland, please don’t cover yourself. You’re stunning. These soft curves are all I’ve been thinking about since you ran into me.” Charlie reached out and caressed the back of his index finger down her smooth cheek. “If I didn’t think you were
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