Along Came Charlie Read Online S.L. Scott

Categories Genre: Contemporary, Funny, Insta-Love Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 99
Estimated words: 93806 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 469(@200wpm)___ 375(@250wpm)___ 313(@300wpm)
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Just over an hour later, Charlie calls from the front, “You ready?”

I shut down my computer and meet her at the door. Grinning, I grab her by the hand and pull her to me. Locking her body within my arms, I stare down into her bright blue eyes. We still play the same games we did before we were married. When her arms tighten around me just as strong, I say, teasing, “You still can’t resist me.”

“I can totally resist you,” she says defiantly. “And you will not make me blush.”

“Wanna bet?”

She gulps, her smile falters, and she challenges. “I dare you.”

My lips are on hers before she has a chance to finish the phrase. I slide one hand up her back and the other into her hair as I press closer and deepen the kiss. As soon as I feel her body losing tension, I know I’ll win this bet.

* * *

Three.

* * *

Two.

* * *

One.

* * *

My arms tighten as she gives in, her body putty in my hands. I love that I make her feel this way—needy, cherished, and beautiful. I lean back so I can see her face. Her cheeks are all pink and a bit flustered.

“Don’t even say it. I can feel it,” she says, smirking as she places one hand on her face.

Our arms drop down, but we remain holding hands.

“I wasn’t going to say a thing,” I reply, beaming over my skills.

She rolls her eyes. “You don’t have to say anything. That haughty smile across your face says more than enough.”

“Hottie? Did you just call me a hottie?”

“Haughty . . . wait, hottie? Let’s just skip the semantics and get to the good stuff.”

I bump her side playfully. “The semantics with you are the good stuff.”

She faces me, stepping as close as she can until our bodies are flush. Wrapping her arms around my neck, her expression softens, and I can see the love in her eyes. “You’re absolutely right. I love every semantical bet we have, and I love you. I always did, deep down, and I always will. Now, take me home and show me how much you love me.”

I call her made-up words Charlie-isms, and still find them adorable, just like her. “We have to wait until we get home?” I tease her by pressing myself firmly against her.

“Well, well.” Her cheeks redden as she looks around. “In that case, I think we should take a cab instead of the subway. It’s faster.” After hailing a taxi, we hop in the back. She winks at me, then squeezes my thigh.

I lean in really close to her ear and say, “You keep teasing me like that, and I don’t think I’ll be able to control my urges.”

“Urges. I like that word.”

“It’s a solid word, just like me.”

“That is true. You are a solid guy.” She places her hand in my lap but plays coy for the driver’s sake. Turning in the seat, she drapes her legs over mine. Pressing her lips to my cheek, she kisses her way to my ear and whispers, “I can’t wait to feel how solid you really are.”

“You’re a little minx, Mrs. Adams.”

“Oh, Mr. Adams, doth thou protest my wanton ways?”

“Protest? Never.” I adjust beneath her, not finding any relief in the way she so blatantly taunts me with her “wanton ways.”

The car pulls to the curb, and I toss a fifty over the front seat, eager to get my wife to bed. We barely have the apartment door closed before I have her pressed against the back of it. My hands tug at her sweater, and she pulls my shirt over my head. Our lips remain locked until we have to part to rid ourselves of our clothes.

Stripped to our underwear, we stop, trying to catch our breath. I take the time to slow things down and admire her body with my eyes, hands, and my mouth. I hear her head bump as it drops back onto the heavy wood of the door. Lowering to my knees, I take the straps of her bra with me and unclasp it in the back. Her panties are next, which she steps out of, and I toss them behind me. Rising back up, I kiss her neck and that ticklish spot of hers just behind her ear. I make my way down her body, leaving a trail of goose bumps in my wake.

My tongue slides down the curve of her waist and across her stomach, where I kiss her belly button and then move lower. Her hands secure themselves into my hair as I make love to her amazing body with my mouth.

It’s not long before I feel her shivering under my touch, and I stand. “Let’s move to the bedroom,” I whisper against her lips.

My whole body is pulsing in anticipation as we walk to our bedroom. Sitting down on the edge of the bed, she parts her legs, and I adjust between them. Pulling down my boxer briefs, she kisses my body, causing me to moan. She scoots back onto the bed as I crawl over her, settling comfortably between her legs.



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