Tessa Teevan - Incinerate

“Hey, man, I was just fucking around when I said Lucy told me everything. All she said was that something happened and you two were together now. I know you like your privacy, so seriously, dude, that’s all I know. And for what it’s worth, I’m happy as hell for you two.”

“I appreciate it, man. I’m a fucking lucky guy,” I tell him, and I see a pink tint spread over Charlie’s cheeks. I’m not sure if she’s flushed from her workout or my words. Either way, it causes my dick to stir to life, and I want nothing more than to get her home.

Placing my hand on the small of her back, we say our goodbyes to Kale and I lead her out of the gym and into my car, ready to get home and show her just how fucking lucky I know I am.

Knox

AFTER LEAVING the gym, I was so ready to have my way with her, but she was complaining about sore muscles. While she was getting her workout gear out of my car, I went inside and drew her a warm bath. I can’t remember the last time I used my oversized bathtub, and I know there’s never been a girl in it. For some reason, I want Charlie to use it.

“Knox, what are you wanting for dinner?” she calls down the hall, and I can’t help but smile at how normal it sounds, and how domestic this feels.

I don’t answer, and moments later she finds me in the bathroom.

“What’s all this?” she asks, motioning towards the filled bathtub and the lit candles surrounding it.

“I thought you could soak in a warm bath to loosen up your muscles. I know how much you exerted yourself when you took down Kale today,” I tease, and she throws a towel at me.

Walking into the room, she places a kiss on my lips. “This is perfect, Knox. I can’t remember that last time I soaked in a bath, and I could definitely use it after today.”

Leaving the bathroom, she comes back moments later with a glass of wine. I grin at her, and she shrugs.

“What? I’m going to enjoy this bath as much as I can. Now get out so I can relax!” she tells me, pushing me out of the bathroom, but not before she plants a kiss on my lips.

A few minutes later, I’m wandering the house, wanting to join her in the bath even though she kicked me out. Grabbing a bottle of wine and an extra glass, I make my way down the hall with the pretense that she may need a refill.

When I get to the bathroom, I immediately harden as I take in the sight of her. She has her head leaned back, feet out of the water on both sides of the tub. Her breasts are just above the water line, and she’s currently working them over with a loofa, spreading her body wash all over her skin. It’s more than I can take.

I set the glass down, fill it, and immediately remove my clothes. Kneeling on the floor next to the tub, I lean in and take a nipple into my mouth, surprising her. She gasps, and I pull back, giving her a cocky smile.

“Room for two?” I ask, and she sits up, allowing me to slide in behind her. Leaning back against the cool tile, I wrap my arms around her as she settles against my chest. I love the feeling of her wet, naked skin pressing against mine. I could memorize it, this moment, to replay again in my mind, but the memory alone would never be enough.

Grabbing the loofa from her, I begin to rub it over her skin, not missing a single inch. After I’m satisfied that I’ve rubbed her entire body, I toss it to the side and pour her body wash directly on my bare hand. I start at her collarbone, spreading the liquid over her before moving down. Both of my hands knead her breasts, teasing and tugging at her nipples. She squirms against me, and I slide my hands down to her waist, stilling her movement, but she’s not making it easy on me. The whole time she’s trying to grind on my dick, which is so fucking hard that I can barely concentrate. As much as I want to be inside her right now, I’m going to take my time.

Her head turns to the side, giving me perfect access to her earlobe. As my hand travels down to rest between her thighs, my lips find their way to her ear.

“You know I should punish you for that stunt at the gym, right?” I growl, and I have to wonder who’s going to be tortured more.

A shiver runs through her as she pushes back against me. Her arms come up and hook around the back of my head. The movement causes her head to arch back, giving me full access to her throat.

“I’ll accept any punishment you deem necessary. Just don’t make me wait for it.”

Chuckling, I store those words away for future use. My hand slips between her folds, rubbing up and down, circling her core. My fingers move faster, working to bring her right to the edge as my other hand covers one breast. She moans when I pinch her nipple a little less gently than normal. She’s practically bucking as my fingers thrust in and out of her. Water’s sloshing outside the tub due to her movements, but she’s too focused on my hands to even notice. The moment I begin to feel her tighten around my fingers, I slowly pull them out. I slide my hand up to her stomach and press against it, pushing her back against my dick, letting her feel how hard she’s making me right now. Because I am. So fucking hard. And I’m desperate to be inside her, but I’m enjoying the fuck out of this torture and I wonder if I can get her to beg.

“You feel that, sweetheart? Do you feel how much I want you?” I ask, and she nods as she removes her hands from where they were gripping the back of my head.

“God, Knox, I want you, too. More than I’ve ever wanted anyone in my life. Please, don’t leave me like this,” she begs, bringing her own hand between her thighs. I remove it and grasp her wrist.

“This is all mine, sweetheart,” I tell her, not letting anyone else get close, not even her. I’ve never felt this possessive over a woman, but then again I haven’t had one I actually cared about until now. I want to be the only one who gets her off, who makes her feel pleasure until she’s begging for more.

She’s rubbing her thighs together, trying to find some sort of relief. Call me a bastard, but I’m not ready to let her go over the edge just yet. Placing my hands on her thighs, I squeeze just hard enough to get her to stop moving. “The more you try to do this yourself, the longer it’s going to be until I make you come.”

Her body goes rigid as her hands come up to grip the sides of the tub. Shivering, she slides down just a little bit, covering her breasts with the water. While I want to prolong this for as long as I can, I know the water’s going to get cold, which is the last thing my dick needs to happen.

Slowly, I sit up straighter and pull her back up, peppering her neck with kisses as I allow my hand to wander down her body, just barely grazing her tits. Tracing an outline over her tight, toned stomach, I pause for a moment to look down at her. It’s an erotic sight—her wet, naked body resting against mine as she waits for my hand to finally bring her some relief. Something about looking at her body from this point of view makes me think of what she said at the store, about being barefoot and pregnant, and I can only imagine us in this same position but with my hand resting on her pregnant belly.

Shaking my head at the thought, I know it’s too goddamn early to even be thinking such things, but I already know that I want Charlie in my life for the long term. I just hope she feels the same. I’m not saying I’m ready for confessions of love, but I know I want more from her than just a casual fling.

“Knox?” Charlie’s soft whisper echoes on the bathroom and pulls me from my thoughts. She’s turned slightly, looking up at me. I take the opportunity to lean down and press a soft kiss against her lips. She settles back in against me, and I move a lone finger just above her clit. Looking down, I can see she’s struggling not to move.

“All right, sweetheart, I’ve gotta know. Are you sorry you fucked with me at the gym?” I ask, taking a quick swipe over her clit before removing my finger. I’m honestly not mad, but I’m curious as to what she’ll say when she’s desperate to get off.

Letting out a deep breath, she nods. “I already told you I was. I’m not sorry for messing with you. That part was fun, but I am sorry I let it go so far,” she says. I try to suppress a grin, not surprised that my girl couldn’t just say yes.

“Are you going to do it again?” I ask, moving my finger down as I press it between her legs.

She waits a moment before answering. I start to pull my hand away from her, but she’s quick to grab it and hold it in place.

In a hushed, breathy tone, she finally responds. “Probably.”

I shake my head, knowing she’s only being honest. “I wouldn’t have it any other way,” I growl into her ear.

Grabbing her waist with both hands, I lift her up and twist so I can place her on the side of the tub. She shivers, and I don’t know if it’s from the cool tile under her ass or the way I slide my hands up her legs, pushing them apart so I can move in between them. Having been patient enough, I don’t make her wait. As my hands grip her thighs, I bring my head down and suck on her clit, causing her to cry out at the contact. Slipping a finger inside her, I can feel how wet she is. Even if it’s just from the water, it’s such a fucking turn-on.

The way Charlie responds to my touch so easily is so damn sexy, and for the first time I care more about a woman’s pleasure than my own. Spending the few minutes rewarding her for her patience, I devour her with my mouth, licking, sucking, and biting every so often as my fingers continue their assault, pumping in and out of her, stopping only to press my thumb down on her clit. The way she’s gripping my shoulders as I dive into her sweet center makes me lap at her hungrily, and I can’t get enough.