บททั้งหมดของ Spicy Desires : บทที่ 141 - บทที่ 150

****They all stayed with her till evening came. Karina and Chloe offered to take Patricia home and she was grateful for that. They each gave Charlotte a hug and said they’d be back tomorrow… leaving her with Joan Around past six, Joan stood, stretching until her spine popped. “I’m going down to the cafeteria to get you… I mean us, dinner. I will be back in thirty, maybe forty if the line’s bad”Charlotte nodded. “Take your time. At least you are not buying for only yourself” she teased“You should speak to me nicely sis. You are under my care" Joan said, ticking her tongue "Sorry ma'am. I didn't mean to be disrespectful” Charlotte played along. "Very good. Now if you'd excuse meeee…." Joan slipped out, the door closing with a quiet snickSilence settled. Charlotte’s thoughts drifted back to Johnny. He hadn't been back since he left in the morning. Although he'd called her phone twice… one at noon and one around four, but she hadn't picked up.She’d watched the screen light up both

“Give me five minutes” she’d said, all light and carefree as she slipped into the bedroom a few minutes ago. Johnny was still sitting on the edge of the couch in the suite’s living area, elbows on his knees, staring at the closed bedroom door like it might open any second and give him mercyHe checked his watch again. Ten minutes had turned into twenty, and the glass after glass of champagne she’d downed at dinner with that innocent little smile… was probably hitting her now. Charlotte wasn’t a heavy drinker. But tonight she’d kept holding her glass out to him for a refill “More, please?” And every time he pouredHe stood up. Paced to the door. Raised his hand to knock. Then dropped it and shook his head. Who was he fooling? He didn’t want to check if she was okay. He wanted to barge in, pin her to the nearest wall, and finally do all the things that had been playing on repeat in his head since she whispered “dildo” at the dinner table… but she'd asked him to give her some minutes. He

Johnny started slowly, savoring every second of her vulnerability. He began at her neck, pressing open-mouthed kisses along the sensitive column of her throat. His lips were warm, deliberate, tracing the line where her pulse fluttered wildly beneath the skin. He lingered over her racing heartbeat, sucking gently until a faint red mark bloomed. Then he moved to her collarbone, following the delicate ridge with the flat of his tongue, nipping lightly at the hollowsCharlotte’s breathing hitched. She twisted her head to the side, trying to give him more access even as she fought the urge to beg for more. He didn’t rush. He never did when he wanted to draw things outNext came her shoulders. He kissed the rounded curve of one, then the other, teeth grazing just enough to make her shiver. He worked down her arms… slow, wet kisses along the inside of her biceps, the crook of her elbow, the sensitive skin of her inner wrists where the cuffs held her. He sucked lightly on the pulse point ther

Right as the wave started to crest, he reached back with one hand and pinched her swollen clit… sharp, firm pressure between thumb and forefingerCharlotte screamed around him.The raw vibration of her cry ripped through his length like lightning. It hit his balls, shot up his spine, snapped every thread of control he had left“Jesus Christ, Charlotte…” He came hard. Hips jerking forward, thick jets pulsing deep into her mouth. His vision blurred, muscles locking as pleasure crashed over him in brutal waves. She swallowed around him, throat working, milking every drop until he was shuddering and spentWhen the last pulse left him, he eased out of her mouth slowly. His thumb brushed her swollen lower lip gently. He leaned down and pressed a long, lingering kiss to her forehead, tasting salt and sweatThen he reached between her legs, switched off the vibrator, and withdrew it carefully. The sudden absence made her whimper softlyHe collapsed beside her, chest heaving, one arm thrown po

Immediately they got home, Charlotte collapsed against Johnny’s body right there in the living room. Her legs felt like jelly after the long day, and she closed her eyes, pressing her cheek to his chest. The steady thump of his heartbeat was the only thing she wanted to hear“Carry me to the room” she said softly, voice barely above a whisperOf course he did. Gladly.He bent low, hooked one strong arm behind her knees and the other behind her back, then scooped her up like she weighed nothing. Charlotte sighed in pure relief, wrapping her arms loosely around his neck and tucking her face into the warm curve of his shoulder. She could smell his cologne mixed with the faint scent of the city air still clinging to his shirt.“lets go…” she murmured, pointing lazily toward their bedroom with one finger, with her eyes half-closed in blissJohnny smiled down at her. He started walking, his steps steady and unhurried, carrying her through the quiet apartment. When they reached the bedroom