David's POV
Just as I finish reading the cute little note Charlie put inside my lunch there's a light knock on the door.
I hate being here while she's at home with the boys, and my three weeks off since Henry was born weren't entirely enough.
The door handle turns before I have the chance to tell whomever it is to come in.
In walks Charlie, shutting the door and locking it behind her.
"Char? Is everything okay?" I immediately jump up.
"Uh. Yes and no."
Panic washes over me, is something wrong with the boys?
"No! No, it's nothing serious," she exclaims upon seeing my expression and I plop down in my desk chair, trying to will my heart to slow down.
"Where are the boys?"
"With my mom, she came over to help with stuff around the house and I decided to run some errands around town."
"And your warrants brought you to my office?" I question suspiciously. "When you're suppose to be at home r
David's POV "I- please fuck me." She whispers, trying to reach for my cock. "You know I can't. Not yet, not until the doctor gives the okay Charlie." I'm just as disappointed as she is, but my one track mind is already making my way back to how her breast feels in my mouth. My tongue can't stop swirling around and playing with her nipple. My hand is like a magnet as it strokes up and down my shaft. "My pussy is throbbing, please." She whimpers again. Its killing me not being able to satisfy her right now, but I can't hurt her. She moans once more, stuffing her breast in my face as her hand seeks out her clit. I stand up, pushing her breast together, sticking my shaft between them. Pressing my thumb around her nipples while her milk sprays all over me. She reaches up playing with my balls and trying to lick the tips that peaks through her cleavage when I thrust up. "Fuck yes Charlie." Her hand reutrns to her
EpilogueDavid's POVCharlie doesn't know it, but today nine years ago was the first time we crossed each others paths.Two failed marriages.One drunken night.A hidden child.And a funeral, lead to this.Lead to me being with the one women who I'm sharing the rest of my life with.I never intended to start up anything with Charlie.Yes, I fantasized about her constantly, moved in next door just to be closer to her. But this? I never could of dreamed up anything even close to this.The strong pull I felt towards her when we first met terrified me, but I didn't have any idea what terrifying actually felt like until I realized that I was the one who wanted everything with her.But I wasn't sure she wanted everything with me.I glance down at her, sleeping peacefully curled into my side. She's stirring with the morning sun filtering in through the windows, sun showing the natural red highlights t
Charlie's POVepilogueThe last twenty three years we've defied all expections, staying together and being happy with each other.No one thought we could make it work, seeing as I used to be married to David's cousin.They couldn't fathom how David and Alex were still best friends, or how Jill still spoke to me.But here we are, at our youngest boys college graduation, Noah.All of our boys have completely blown our minds with how smart they are.Killian was thrilled each time we added a new baby into the mix.Killian went to college for engineering.Henry went to the Air Force to be a pilot.Jacob went for architecture.And our littlest baby, Gus went to be a veterinarian.My heart couldn't be fuller, all the trials and tribulations we went through to get to this point in our lives have been more than worth it.I look around at our family gathered in the stands.Laura and chandle
Charlie's pov I've always been one to have vivid dreams. But I've never thought much of it until that night. My dream, while leaving me completely breathless and wanting more was incredibly wrong. On so many different levels. I shouldn't be thinking of David in this way, let alone wanting him this way. But now? I couldn't stop the onslaught of emotions that ran through my body just whenever someone mentioned his name. I couldn't wait for someone to bring him up just so I could hear something, anything about him without bringing it up myself. I need help, needed to stop this before my obsession became to much. So I did the only sensible, right thing someone in my situation could do. I turned to my husband, the man who I'm supposed to love with my entire heart and tried seducing him at every turn. Giving Alex all of my attention wasn't difficult, I still loved him mo
Charlie's POV I haven't always been the person that I am today, I've seen my fair share of the awful things that can happen to people in this cruel world. If I was anyone else? I would of tucked tail and ran long ago, but I wasn't. The world had hardened me, or at least I thought it had. The late night parties, the drugs, the heart break I suffered from such a young age. At every turn I was just trying to escape the past that seemed to follow me wherever I went, no matter how happy I thought I was it could never fill the void in my chest. But everything changed when I met Alex. Four years ago, I received a message from some guy that I'd never met before, taking a chance I responded and it took off from there. After a month of texting back-and-forth, random FaceTime calls, and late night talks that led well into the night. We decided to meet in person. Which went a entirely different way then
“No screaming. Don’t make a sound,” David rasps, guiding the tip of his shaft to my opening and finding it quivering, drenched. Christ. I'm practically shaking with the need to be fucked. His body reacts to my apparently obvious need on instinct, driving his swollen cock into me, my eyes roll back as my entire body arches off the side of his truck. Davids POV Oh. Oh fuck. My eyes roll back in my head, mouth falling open. So warm, So tight. Wet, milking girl surrounding my cock. I knew being inside of Charlie would be mind-blowing, but this? No man deserves this. She’s snug and firm and welcoming and shit shit shit how am I going to last a minute? Especially with her juicy tits out, her eyes glassy with the same desire that’s wracking me, owning me. My balls are already in an invisible death grip, the base of my spine being wrenched and twisted.
Charlotte's POV The next morning I woke up more aroused than I'd ever been, but how could I dream about something like that? My dream was dirty, wrong. But I couldn't shake it, couldn't get it out of my head. I swear I could feel David's hands touching all over my body, heat emanating from everywhere he'd touched. Why was this happening to me? I mean I loved a dirty dream as much as the next girl, but to have one about my husband's cousin? Come on, there has to be something wrong with my head. That's all, I'll be able to forget all about it no time. But As the day drug on it kept slipping back into my mind, invading my every thought no matter how hard I tried to push it out. The dirty words he had said to me, how he ferociously pounded into me without a care in the world of getting caught by someone. But I knew this could never happen in real life, I'm married for Christ sakes.
Charlotte's POV 2 years later I was having a hard time keeping it together, as I looked around our tiny apartment my heart broke for what could of been. I kept trying to understand what happened but the more I thought about it the more my heart went into turmoil, while I had never acted on my dream and convinced myself that I was an awful awful person. My husband had been seeing a women named Anna behind my back, the day she showed up on our door step everything crashed down around me. Anna claimed she didn't know that he was married, but she just felt that something was off and wanted to speak to him. She found me instead and turned my whole world upside down. Despite Alex begging me to stay and saying that it would never happen again I packed up all of my things and rented this apartment, found a job in a doctors office as a receptionist and tried to pick up the pieces of my broken heart. Five months had