Charlie Foxtrot (Book 2 of Love is War Series)

Chapter 14

Jim laid Auden on the bed. It was like she’d blinked and was transported suddenly to another room. One moment they’d been kissing on the couch, the next she was being stripped of her clothing as she whimpered plaintively beneath him. It was the most delicious sort of craving ever.

Leaning down, he kissed her mouth, just a single slick slide of his tongue between her lips as she writhed beneath him, thinking she was too hot, too wet, and needing to desperately get naked and feel him inside of her. Thrusting, pounding, stretching her like no one ever had before. She needed it, and was just about to the point of begging him when he obliged in starting to strip of her clothing.

Down went her pants, along with her panties, and she cooled down until he was heating her up again, licking a line up her belly. It lingered over her belly button on its way up to the swell of her t**s. As he pushed her shirt higher to get to them, the cups of her bra were seized and forced up to her decolletage until she didn’t even bother with unsnapping it. She merely let him take the reins and moved her upper body as he dragged her top and bra off. Then his lips attacked.

At least, that’s what it felt like. Like he was ravishing her, ravaging. Taking what he needed, and what she didn’t know she’d been missing this whole time. She shuddered under him. Though she was naked, she still felt hot, and she didn’t know if it was the burn of passion that was licking her to a boiling point or simply sensory overload. It had been that long since she’d felt anything akin to this…and she didn’t ever want it to end.

“Jim—f**k! Please.”

He didn’t answer her except with one low hum of arousal that vibrated his throat and tongue as it emanated from his chest. His lips were seared to her, tongue wild and tangling around one pert n****e as he bathed it, making it harder. When he finally drew back, he was gasping.

“Yes, love?”

She shivered, barely able to speak. When she did, it was to plead with him, and she cursed herself out in her head.

Fuck, don’t do it.

“Need…need more. Please.”

Told you not to.

He chuckled above her and kissed up one collarbone slowly before licking her neck and pressing his lips close to her ear. “All in good time. Nothing worth waiting for should be rushed.” He bit her neck, and she turned her head away. The feeling was too much. Why should a bite elicit such pleasure? Why was this so different from—

Don’t think about it. Never think about it again. Reborn, Auden. You are a f*****g phoenix.

The next thing he did made her forget. Like he’d known she needed it, that she was in her head when she should have been blissed out of it. With a hand sliding down her torso, he sucked at her neck, humming until she felt the sound melt into a groan just as he encountered her slick, wet heat. Everything burned like flowing lava, and he teased a finger along her slit before dipping one finger inside, his thumb pressing against her clit. It pulsed at the first strum, making him smile as she lifted her hips in need of more. He only added another finger, f*****g her with it. A tease, nothing more.

For now.

“Like this, sweetheart? Your p***y clasping my hand, soaking it? I think so. I think this is what you need right now. Coming on my hand, squeezing my fingers. Above all else, feeling this pleasure, letting it break you apart for me.” He made a sound that was reminiscent of a growl. “f**k. I need that. It’s mine.”

She really didn’t know what he meant. Didn’t care. His hand stroking her felt too good, and she didn’t want him to stop. She would beg him not to. Her hips squirmed, that one sensitive part inside her sparking to life when he curled his fingers and made her clench around him. Her thighs tried to shut around him, but his right hip was in the way and she wrapped her calves around his. What he was doing felt ten times better than her own fingers, and it’s not like she wasn’t pleasuring herself on a regular basis. Just something about it being his hand and not hers was all it took.

“Yours…”

He didn’t know it was a concession, but it certainly didn’t sound like a question.

“Yes, mine. I want the sounds, the feel of you, the drag and pull of your p***y when I’m inside you making you come. It’s mine now, and I don’t plan on letting it be anyone else’s, so long as I can help it.”

His fingers moved faster, and she quickly lost control of her body. Sounds that she’d never heard come out of her mouth, the thrusts she gave, her body begging for more, the way she dripped and drenched his hand. Jim didn’t seem to mind. In fact, he sounded as desperate for them as she did making them, and he kissed and sucked at her neck, licking down to one n****e before sucking it into his mouth. He teased her with tender nibbles, and felt herself pebbling in his mouth. Her climax beckoned, but he was far too clothed for her tastes. She wanted his skin and everything it promised. The heat she so desperately needed, his hard muscles against her softer flesh. She was so close and made such deprived keening sounds, she couldn’t ask him to stop. She’d die before she did.

One pulse lit her up inside when he pressed the palm of his hand against her engorged clit, and she shattered apart without telling him she was close. He’d known it anyway, groaning as he felt his c**k hardening even further. It would be a miracle if he hadn’t leaked a gallon of precum in his boxers.

“f**k,” he rasped as she flew apart for him and clenched around his thick fingers. As he edged her down slowly, she melted against the sheets, and he scented her fragrance. Wet and sweet and hypnotizing. Pulling his hand away, he licked them clean as she panted beneath him. Her eyes were shut tight like she was feeling so much that the sensory depravation helped her come down.

As he watched her chest rise and fall, he got off the bed, stripping his pants down and pulling his shirt off. He was so hard, he ached, and he was tempted to stroke himself off on her t**s. They were beautiful and round, with pretty pink n*****s that were so tight and hard they looked like they could cut him. He wanted to f**k them too, but he wanted inside her too badly.

Condom.

He was naked as he walked over to his dresser and dipped his hand into a drawer. It was the one he kept his ties in, and he almost wanted to take a few of them out and tie her to the bed. Thinking that might be too much too soon, he pushed the idea away and grabbed two condoms from the pack. He would have loved to be inside her raw, but that took a bit of conversation, and he had no idea if she was on any form of birth control. It would still feel good, he knew, because it was Auden, and she was everything he’d wanted for months.

He couldn’t f**k this up. He had no idea what her s****l proclivities were, but that was a conversation best had later, not in the middle of this round of s*x. He wanted and knew there would be more. He felt that deep.

Tearing open a packet, he pinched the tip as he slid the condom over his c**k and climbed onto the bed. Her legs immediately spread, though he forced them wider for him. Not harshly, because Jim was not an animal, though he did want to f**k her with his ties binding her wrists at some point in the future.

Sex with him could be rough, and it usually was, but for some reason, he wanted this first time to be slow, sensual. At least, at first. Not wanting to appear to be some rutting animal who just pounded her p***y until they both came, he felt going slow with her would be what she needed. He didn’t know how he knew, but that bled through from her to him. There was something cold and calculating about the way Auden acted at times, and he needed to cut through the bullshit to get to her heart and figure it out. That would need a tenderness he wasn’t used to but knew how to give.

This was what instinct was, and Jim definitely was new at it. Maybe it was because it was her and she was like an addiction, or maybe it was based on years of knowing how women worked and feeling around for what they needed. It didn’t matter, because he was going to be what she needed, in bed and out of it. He promised himself that. Protector. Provider. Defense and offense when needed. He would swear on a stack of bibles if that’s what it took.

She was still breathing heavy when he slid the tip of his c**k over her clit and watched her body jerk. Still sensitive. Notching the crown at the tight hole that still convulsed in tiny, wrenching pulses, he closed his eyes.

“I’m not small, Auden. Please tell me if you need me to stop.”

“No!” Her voice was small but insistent. “I don’t want you to stop. Not now.” Not ever, she almost added before that too was washed away as he split her with one slow thrust. “Oh, f**k!”

The man was large, but felt twice as big after her climax. She was all tight, tingling nerves and desperate sounds. Normally, she would have been embarrassed at the noises she made, but Jim seemed to soak them up as he worked his way inside her those first few minutes. He was slow, almost methodical, but he had his reasons. It still felt wonderful, even with the condom on, and she tightened around him every time he brushed against her g-spot. It was nearly torture, this tease, and she startled to babble as she fought for some form of composure.

“We—I’ve never done this before.”

He knew she didn’t mean she was a virgin, so as he stroked slowly inside, her asked her about it. “f**k a coworker?”

“Y-yes—and no,” she murmured as her eyes opened to him. They were an intense, deep shade of green, like grass but deeper. He didn’t know if it was pleasure or fear of the unknown that gave her that tiny little glint of something extra, something darker, but he loved it. “I’ve never had s*x with a coworker and…” Her voice faded.

“And what, sweetheart? Tell me.” His thrusts slowed even further as he listened to her. If this was what she wanted to talk about, he would listen.

“I never had a guy who wanted to get me off before they did.” Her voice was a small murmur as she flushed, and he was surprised at her words. “My orgasm was like an afterthought. Oh, you didn’t come? I guess I’ll just…” She raised her hand in a helpless gesture as explanation.

Auden? This sweet little thing an afterthought? Jim was amazed at the stupidity of some men—most. Maybe. He shook his head. “Your pleasure should always come before mine. I promise I will do whatever it takes to make you believe that you should never be secondary. You are just as important, if not more. I’m only a reformed manwhore trying for a little slice of redemption in this life.” His lips lifted in a wry smirk. “And I’d like to find it with you.”

Her heart melted a little. Or maybe it pulled a Grinch and grew three times the size, she didn’t know. All she did know is she wanted him closer, his breath on her skin, lips molding to hers, hands clutching her body like she was something cherished, something worth it.

“Please, Jim. Come here.”

For a moment he was confused, but then he realized she wanted to touch him, to feel his body pressed to hers. As far as he was concerned, what she wanted while in his bed with him was what she would get. He leaned down as he hooked her knees his arms. She was shifted, her pelvis tilting upward, and something desperate and almost dangerous sparked inside her. She could feel him like raw glass scraping against her insides. It was a burn. A sweet burn, but it scalded nonetheless.

Giving a cry as she felt him riding that sweet spot inside that ached so badly, she was shushed, because then his lips were on hers, his fingers slicing through her hair to tangle with her long, chestnut locks until his short nails scratched her scalp. That too…it shouldn’t have felt this good, but it did.

And she was lost.

His fingers explored her, dipping low and gripping her ass, gentling up the sides over her waist, slipping between them to pluck at her n*****s. Soft and sweet. Hard and dark. He was both, until he was barely holding on from letting go and pounding into her. She knew that he wanted to, and she was more than okay with that.

“Jim, I’m close.” She whimpered and scratched her fingernails down his back.

“s**t, me too, sweetheart. Me too.”

It was terribly difficult not to just take but to coax her to orgasm, but soon enough she was begging for more.

“Faster, please. Harder. f**k me harder.”

He bit off a curse and began pounding into her, body slamming against hers until he could feel her growing so tight, he wouldn’t have been surprised if she bruised him. “I’m going to come, sweetheart. I need you to—”

It was too late. As soon as he’d told her he was ready to come, she broke apart, fingers digging into his skin. He followed with a long moan, sporadic breathing washing over her skin. Auden could feel him twitch as he emptied out into the condom, and for one brief second, she wished he’d been raw inside her. Raw and pulsing and filling her with his come.

What the f**k? She’d never wanted that. Yes, she wanted kids eventually, but was definitely not ready for an unplanned pregnancy with a guy she was just beginning a relationship with. Still, she craved that, and she couldn’t imagine having wanted that with anyone. Ever.

She sighed.

Jim rolled off her but brought her body with him, his hand stroking her jaw as they both caught their breath. When they did, he chuckled and watched her open her eyes.

“Better?” She’d acted desperate to come at one point, but that was melted away now, like she’d been a pat of butter in a hot pan and she’s fizzled out into nothing but a linger scent.

“Mmhmm.” Auden nuzzled her head into the pillow closer to Jim. He only pulled her close so that her head was resting against him.

“Me too, but we should probably talk in a bit.”

“Oh?” She tried to lift her head, but he shushed her with his next words and dragged her closer to him.

“It’s nothing bad, I promise. I was…I want to get an idea of what you like. In bed. I want to know everything—what gets you off, what you like most. I was so desperate to have you, I had no ideas except to make you feel good. I think I accomplished that, but I’m sure…no, positive I can do more.”

She smiled up at him, and his heart—that melted a little too at her sleepy grin.

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