Charmed

I grab her hips in a possessive hold as I start to show her how to move. She licks her lips before she starts to move on her own, taking what she wants, her nails digging into my chest.

I watch her go up and down my cock, her pussy dripping with cum as she moans my name, making me feel like a fucking king.

“That’s right. Take what you want. I’m all yours to have. Only yours. I belong to you as you belong to me now,” I say through clenched teeth as I rock her back and forth on my cock. “Look at you riding my cock. You see where you belong now?”

I tighten my grip on her hips as she bounces up and down on my cock. I can see the trace of her virginity on her thighs. I have to pull my eyes from between her legs to keep myself from cumming all over again. I won’t cum until she does.

Our eyes lock. “Warren,” she moans, “more.”

At her greedy demand I release her hips and bring my thumb to her clit. “I’ll give you more.” I stroke her as I start to meet her thrusts, pushing myself into her as deep as I can go. She starts to cum as I bottom out inside her, and I feel the cum I left inside her start to leak out even more. I flood her pussy with more. Even after she falls limp against me, her head resting on my chest, I keep moving, stroking my cock with her pussy and getting every drop of my cum into her. Marking her. Claiming her as mine.

I feel her legs shaking as she comes down, and I gently rub her back, leaving her planted on my cock. She hums and wiggles as I throw a blanket over us, keeping us locked together.

“Should I move?” she mumbles sleepily. I kiss the top of her head and tighten my arms around her.

“No, I’m not done with you yet. You’re staying right where you are. Where you belong.”

I run my nose along the top of her head, breathing her in. I’m not sure I’ll be able to fall asleep. I feel like I’m in heaven and I’m scared that if I close my eyes for even a moment she might disappear. That I’ll wake up and she’ll be gone and this was all a dream. Because she is too good to be true. She has woken me up from the fog I’ve been living in and I don’t want to go back to that place. I need to stay here with her. Forever.

“Good,” she breathes, and runs her fingers through the hairs on my chest. She turns her head a little, placing a kiss on my chest, marking me too.

Chapter Seven

Charlie

I roll over with a moan. My body’s still feeling the pleasure from the night before. Maybe not night. At one point I saw the sun start to stream in through the window when we were making love early into the morning.

I reach for Warren but come up with nothing. My eyes flutter open. I sit up wondering where he is. I don’t have to work today, but I planned to spend most of the day in bed with Warren. I glance around and almost laugh at the sight of our clothes everywhere.

It’s crazy how I went from never knowing this man existed to him suddenly being my world. I feel safe. He was right. I think I never felt like I belonged anywhere either because I was looking for him. I think from the start of my life he’s always been my destiny. Why else had my paintings been pulling me to his building?

I’m not going to question it. Warren is one of the best things to ever happen to me and I’m holding on. I slip to the side of the bed and find the shirt he was wearing last night lying on the floor. I slip it over my head before making my way to find him.

I pause in the living room when I see all my stuff sitting there. It’s everything that I had at the center down in the basement. All my possessions are there. I knew he said he would handle everything, but I didn’t think he’d do it this fast. I still have to face Mr. Barton. I don’t want to stop working at the center. I love the kids who come there.

I just hated Mr. Barton and now I’m worried that maybe he has made passes at other girls. A lot of the kids at the center come there to hang out while their parents are busy working. It keeps them off the streets and gives them something productive to do.

I’m not sure how to even go about looking into that or what to do. He owns the place. I know he gets a lot of tax write-offs and money from the city as well. If he got in trouble would the community center shut down? I shake my head. I might not know everything about Warren, but something deep inside me knows he will do as he said and make sure this is all handled. I just have to trust. I’m just not used to that.