Total pages in book: 84
Estimated words: 78483 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 392(@200wpm)___ 314(@250wpm)___ 262(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 78483 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 392(@200wpm)___ 314(@250wpm)___ 262(@300wpm)
I found myself studying his movements, searching for more similarities between us. Then there was the attachment I’d felt to Kayden when we met. That had to be caused by something right?
From my experience with children, they did not often take to strangers but Kayden had. The afternoon flew by and Kayden had his second nap. By the time Charlotte got home at twenty past six, Kayden and I were relaxing, watching TV.
As soon as I looked into Charlotte’s eyes, I knew that Kayden was not my son. There was a lot I didn’t know about Charlotte but I knew she would not lie about something like that. She had known how much I had wanted a child.
“I missed you,” she said to Kayden and cuddled him and then aimed a kiss at my cheek.
I shifted my head and her lips landed on mine. Charlotte’s cheeks reddened, no doubt remembering the heavy make out session in the morning before Kayden had interrupted us.
“How was your day?” I asked.
Our gazes met and the atmosphere changed. Electricity sizzled between us. I lowered my gaze to her lower lip and imagined nibbling on it softly. I shifted on the couch to hide my growing hard on.
Being around Charlotte was like a lesson in self-control. A lesson that did not work. She excused herself to take a shower and I distracted Kayden by driving trains on the floor with him.
Charlotte returned from the shower wearing a pair of shorts that showed off her shapely legs. My hands ached to feel the softness of her skin.
“You look beautiful,” I said, staring at the curves of her body hungrily.
“Don’t say such things,” she choked.
“Why?” I growled.
She didn’t answer. Instead she lifted Kayden from the floor and carried him to the kitchen for dinner. The right thing should have been for me to leave but I couldn’t. I was so fucking hard for Charlotte. I knew she was feeling it too.
We went through the motions of the evening and anytime our hands or bodies accidentally touched, raw need raced through me. Dinner time was quiet and I couldn’t tell what she was thinking either.
“I should go,” I said to her later, after we’d cleaned up the kitchen and put Kayden to bed moving back into the living room.
“How are things at work?” she asked, moving closer. She squinted as she stared at my face.
“I suspect they’re good. I haven’t spoken to anyone. They know I’m fine.” That wasn’t quite the truth. I’d switched off my cell phone but I had let my parents know that I was fine and would be off the radar.
“Are you sure this is okay? If you’ve changed your mind about babysitting Kayden, I understand. It’s a tough job,” Chaz said.
“Are you serious? I enjoy being with him. Kayden’s an easy guy to take care of.” All I thought about was when to feed Kayden and how to entertain him. After dealing with complex legal cases in the last two years, I was enjoying the simplicity of my days.
She smiled. “Thank you.” She moved effortlessly into my arms for a hug and as soon as my hands slipped around her waist, all my blood supply dropped to my cock. There was no way to hide the steel rod in my pants.
Alex
Charlotte’s nipples hardened and pressed into my chest. Her breath became short gasps. I drew back and slipped my hand along her jaw and neck. I inhaled her floral musky scent before touching my lips to hers. She trembled slightly as I held her in my arms.
I teased her lips by nibbling on them and capturing the lower one between my teeth. The rest of the world ceased to exist and it was just me and Charlotte. My hands stroked her back and hips and then rested on her perfect ass.
She parted her lips, inviting me deep into the heat of my mouth. She tasted of coffee and something else that was sweet and indescribable. A solely Charlotte taste.
I’d kissed only Abigail after Chaz, but no one affected me the way Chaz did. Kissing her was more than two mouths coming together. It was a connection of two kindred spirits. It was finally reaching home.
Even as those thoughts raced through my mind, I knew how dangerous it was. I was playing with fire. Charlotte had damaged me before. I couldn’t afford to let myself go back there again. It would just be sex, I told myself. None of that mushy stuff.
With that, I slipped my hands under her hips and lifted her. I kissed her as I carried her to the bedroom and kicked the door behind us. I lay her on the bed and undressed as I hungrily watched her. Her eyes were hooded and I wasn’t sure where she was looking.
I tossed away my shirt and pulled down my pants, quickly followed by my boxer shorts. Stark naked, I moved to the bed and Charlotte took my hand and pulled me to lie on the bed beside her.