Sweet Charity

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plenty, never in his life had it been as good as being balls deep inside Charity last night.  Her skin was so soft and smooth and was a lightly tanned color all over, not like she tanned, rather that it was her natural coloring.  Then there was the way she smelled, nothing too overpowering like a lot of women, who wore so much perfume it gave you a headache.  No, Charity smelled like some soft fruity fragrance with just a little bit of spiciness to it.  Fuck...just thinking about her made his cock stand at attention.
    Just then, he smelled fresh coffee, bacon, and something that smelled like fresh baking.  Other than Charity, he couldn’t think of a better smell to wake up to in the morning.  With the wood he was sporting, he carefully got out of bed and pulled his jeans on, before heading to the kitchen to find Charity. 
    When Jackson got to the end of the hallway leading from the master suite to the open concept kitchen/great room, he stood there in silence, just watching Charity as she stood there before the stove making breakfast.  She wore his blue plaid shirt from last night, as she danced around and hummed, all the while working at the stove.  In those few minutes, he felt so content and happy.  He always thought there wasn’t a woman in existence that he would ever want to share his home, or the bed in this home with, however watching Charity he knew he was wrong.  Charity being here was perfect, as right as anything
    could ever be.  Fuck, wasn’t it supposed to be women who got all soft hearted and mushy after only one night of hot sex?  What the hell was wrong with him?  He shook his head looking down at the floor for a minute surprised at the depth of feelings he had for this woman.
    When he looked back up Charity was just turning around with two baskets in her hands.  She set the bacon and fresh biscuits on the granite kitchen island, and flashed that beautiful smile of hers at him.  “Good morning handsome,” she said, her voice a little raspy first thing in the morning. Fuck, just another thing he found sexy as hell!
    Jackson slowly sauntered over to the island and stood opposite Charity looking down at the feast she had prepared for them.  There was a tray of fruit, bacon, eggs, and mouth watering biscuits spread out in front of him.  “Someone’s been busy this morning,” he said with a smile.  God, she looked sexy in his shirt which had the top few buttons undone, giving him just a glimpse of those perfect tits of hers.  She had her hair loosely piled atop her head, with tendrils here and there escaping their binding, and her lips were still slightly swollen from their kisses last night. He wanted her so bad, he didn’t know how he would be able to make it through breakfast without taking her, but somehow he had to try since she’d gone to all this work for him. 
    “Are you hungry?” she asked him.  If only she knew the depth of the hunger he had for her right now. 
    Smiling at her, he answered her by saying, “I’m absolutely starving.  Someone gave me quite a workout last night.” he smiled wickedly, as he watched Charity blush and bite down on her bottom lip.  Suddenly he knew, he would never tire of looking at her.  Then he reached across the island, and as Charity placed her hand in his, he lead her around to his side of the island, and took her in his arms.  The kiss he gave her would leave no doubt that he wanted more time with her in his bed this morning, after they ate. 
    As they kissed, Charity stood on her toes with her arms around Jackson’s neck, causing the hem of his shirt to rise up baring her sexy, curvy ass for his touch.  As he slowly massaged her ass cheeks, his cock, still semi-hard from before, stiffened even further.  He was just about to lift her so she could wrap her legs around him, when Charity moaned into his mouth and then said, “No you don’t mister, you need to eat first.”  Then gently pushing against his hard chest, she put a

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