Christian Fairchild waited to pace,
across the wood floor back in forth again in again over in over that was intel Charlotte come into the room. She went, to him 'sit down in stop before you wear out the floor.
Christian sighed as he sat down on the worn-out sofa, his eyes still fixated on the door through which Charlotte had entered. She was a sight to behold, her fiery red hair tied up in a messy bun, her eyes sparkling with a mischievous glint. She was wearing a tight black dress that hugged her curves in all the right places, and Christian couldn't help but feel a stirring in his loins.
"What brings you here, Charlotte?" Christian asked, trying to keep his voice steady.
"I came to check up on you, silly," Charlotte replied, walking over to the sofa, her hips swaying seductively with each step. She sat down next to Christian, her thigh brushing against his. Christian looked up at Charlotte with a sigh of relief. He had been anxiously waiting for her arrival, and her presence immediately calmed him. He took a seat on the plush, velvet armchair and looked up at her with a small smile.
"You're right, I shouldn't be pacing like a madman," Christian said, running a hand through his hair. "It's just that I can't stop thinking about her."
Charlotte nodded sympathetically. "I know, Christian. But you have to trust that she'll come around. You two have been through so much together."
Christian leaned back in the armchair, his mind drifting back to the early days of their relationship. He had fallen in love with her the moment he laid eyes on her. She was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen, with her long, flowing hair and piercing blue eyes. They had been inseparable ever since, but lately, she had been pulling away from him.
He couldn't help but feel like he was losing her, and the thought made him feel sick to his stomach. He had to do something to win her back, but he didn't know what.
"Do you think she can be saved by my dad in his group?" Christian asked, his voice barely above a whisper.
Charlotte put a comforting hand on his shoulder. "I don't know, Christian. But I do know that you can't let your insecurities get the best of you. You have to trust in yourself and your relationship."
Christian nodded, feeling a wave of gratitude wash over him. He was lucky to have a friend like Charlotte in his life, someone who always knew just what to say to make him feel better.
"You're right, Charlotte. I have to trust in our love," Christian said, standing up from the armchair. "I'm going to go talk to her right now and tell her how much she means to me."
Charlotte smiled, giving him a thumbs up. "That's
"I don't know what to
Christian felt a shiver run down his spine at her touch. He knew it was wrong, knew he shouldn't be feeling this way about his wife, but he couldn't help himself. Charlotte was like a drug to him, and he was hopelessly.
He couldn't figure out what was wrong, no matter how much he tried to get her to open up to him. It was as if she was hiding something from him, and it was driving him crazy. Christian let out a frustrated sigh, feeling hopeless and lost.
Charlotte placed a comforting hand on his shoulder, sending a jolt of electricity through his body. He turned to look at her, finding solace in her warm brown eyes. "What should I do, Charlotte?" he asked, his voice filled with despair.
Charlotte leaned closer to him; her breath hot against his ear. "I think I know just the thing to take your mind off of her," she whispered seductively.
He couldn't figure out what was wrong, no matter how much he tried to get her to open up to him. It was as if she was hiding something from him, and it was driving him crazy. Christian let out a frustrated sigh, feeling hopeless and lost.
Charlotte placed a comforting hand on his shoulder, sending a jolt of electricity through his body. He turned to look at her, finding solace in her warm brown eyes. "What should I do, Charlotte?" he asked, his voice filled with despair.
Christian's heart rate quickened as he felt her hand slide up his thigh, inching closer and closer to his growing arousal. He knew he shouldn't, but he couldn't resist her. He leaned in and captured her lips with his, kissing her passionately as his hands roamed over.
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She moaned into his mouth, encouraging him to explore further.
As Christian's hand reached the hem of her dress, he hesitated. He wanted to make sure she was ready for this. But she pulled away from the kiss, her eyes dark with desire.
"Don't stop," she whispered breathlessly.
Taking that as his cue, Christian lifted the dress up, exposing her lacy underwear. He ran a finger along the edge, tracing the contours of her body. She shivered, a small gasp escaping her lips.
He leaned in to kiss her again, his hand moving to the front of her underwear. He could feel the heat radiating from her, and he couldn't resist any longer. He slipped his fingers inside, feeling her wetness. She was tight.
her curves She moaned softly into his mouth, and he took that as a sign to continue. He ran his fingers through her hair, tugging gently as he deepened the kiss. She responded eagerly, her tongue tangling with his in a sensual dance. As they kissed, he felt her hand finally wrap around him and give a squeeze. He gasped, breaking the kiss momentarily.
"You're killing me, you know that?" he whispered, his voice thick with desire.
She just grinned wickedly and kissed him again, her hand still moving expertly over him. He groaned, pressing closer to her. He knew he needed to slow down, to take his time, but he couldn't help himself. He wanted her too badly.
With a growl, he flipped them over, pinning her to the bed as he continued to kiss her. She writhed beneath him; her body already primed for pleasure. He leaned down, nipping at her neck and
He laid her down gently, his hands exploring every inch of her body as he kissed her deeply. She arched her back, pressing her body against his, and he groaned, feeling his arousal growing harder and harder.
He pulled away from her lips, trailing kisses down her neck and collarbone, feeling her breathing quicken with each touch. He reached down, sliding her panties off and tossing them aside before trailing kisses down her stomach.
As he reached her thighs, he spread them apart, admiring the beautiful sight before him. He leaned in, running his tongue over her clit, savoring the sweet taste of her. She moaned louder and louder as he continued until she climaxes all over his tongue, he licks it all up. in then he
He could feel the heat radiating from her, and he couldn't resist any longer. He slipped his fingers inside, feeling her wetness.
She moaned loudly, her hands gripping his shoulders. Christian couldn't take it anymore. He tugged at his pants, freeing his erection. He positioned himself at her entrance and slowly pushed inside.
She was tight, She's a virgin? She's never had sex before? One of his hands gripped her hip while the other played with her breast. He pulled her to him, slamming his body into hers. She screamed out, her nails carving marks into his skin. He felt the sharp sting of pain, but he was too far gone to care. His brain was on fire with lust.
Christian slammed into her tight body again and again, his breathing heavy. He felt her tightening around him, her arms and legs growing limp. She was falling apart under him. And with that, he came undone. He came with a violent shudder as he spilled himself inside her.
Christian collapsed on top of her, exhausted. He was dizzy and felt light-headed. His lungs burned as he panted for air. She pulled him down, her face buried into his neck. He wrapped her in his arms, pulling her onto his chest. Her hair tickled his nose and he smiled tiredly.
lemon end
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