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“No ambition I could have will ever mean as much as loving you,” I return, bringing him back for another kiss. He complies easily and happily, only holding me tighter.
We spend the rest of the morning making out and discussing where to go from here. Mason reaffirms how much he admires and respects my work, and he wants me to continue pursuing my career so long as I do my best to remain open-minded. I apologize again for my behavior and reveal Mason’s slanderer for the jealous coward he was.
I stay through lunch before my boss calls me back to the office. As I leave, Deborah jokingly accuses me of distracting the Mayor, a point to which I happily concede. This ridiculous investigation is over, and I can look forward to many more days of distracting Mason rather than trying to persecute him.
30
MASON
Charlotte rests in my arms, sitting on my lap, our lips pressed together as the waning sunlight warms us through the curtains. I was more than welcoming when she asked if she could stay with me tonight. My home will always be open to her. I know in my heart that one day it will be our home.
But for now, we’re just two people squeezed into one armchair, slowly taking in each other's touch. Every inch of my body is screaming to go further, faster, but I want to take it slower this time. During our first time together, I didn’t feel like we got to savor the moment. Or each other, for that matter.
This time will be different. I have so much I want to say to her, and I intend to say it in the way I touch her, the way I kiss her and hold her. And, more importantly, how many times I intend to make her climax.
I start slowly, sliding my fingers up her blouse, across her belly. My fingertips graze the cup of her bra. Charlotte does not seem to want to linger, as she takes the touch as an invitation to begin unbuttoning her blouse.
I admit fully that I love this about her. She’s unafraid to get what she wants, especially when the object of her desire is me. But I ask her to pause regardless as her blouse hangs loosely over her elbows.
“I just want a moment to admire you in various stages of undress,” I say with a grin.
Charlotte’s cheeks blush rose red. It’s a gorgeous bloom that spreads down her throat and across her chest. I lean into her and trace the path upwards with the tip of my tongue. The sensation elicits a lovely groan from her. I end my journey with a kiss to her jawline before plunging back into that lovely crevice.
I kiss, suck, and gently bite at her flesh there while running my free hand up her thigh and under her black pencil skirt. She gasps again as I hook a finger under the waistband of her panties. I pull at it, teasing and slow until just enough of her ass is free for me to take in my grasp.
“Mason,” Charlotte groans. “I want more. Please. Now.” She whines like a little lost kitten. I am not immune to the sound.
Obliging her request, I help her remove her blouse and bra. Her nipples are hard, begging for warmth. I clasp my mouth around one, lapping at the soft mound with my tongue. Charlotte clasps a hand around the back of my head and pulls me in closer. Her body shivers and buckles in anticipation for even more.
I pull away and smile up at her. “So impatient,” I chide before taking her other breast in my mouth.
“You have no idea how patient I’ve been,” she replies.
I pull my mouth back, give the nipple a slow lick, and smile against her skin. “Well, I suppose that calls for a reward, then?”
“Please,” Charlotte says in breathy exasperation.
My hand moves from the curve of her ass to the mound of flesh between her thighs. She’s wet, warm, and wanting. She cries out in delight as I run my fingers over her lips, feeling that hot need building beneath. When I’m satisfied she’s thoroughly worked over, I plunge one finger inside. I find her clit and begin to make small, delicate circles around it.
“Fuck!” she cries in my ear. “Please don’t stop. Mason, please.”
She’s already so close. But then, I expected the first one to be the easiest. The next three or four will surely prove more of a challenge.
I pick up speed, grinding against her harder. Faster. She returns the motion in kind by lifting her hips and forcing her body against my touch.
“Don’t stop,” she demands. “Please don’t stop, don’t!” Charlotte throws her head back and screams in pleasure. Her orgasm is music to my ears, and my cock twitches in anticipation at the feel of just how wet she’s become.
I wait though, let her come down from the first one. She does, quickly, and stands up from my lap. I move to join her, but she puts her hands on my shoulders and pushes me back into the chair.
“My turn,” she says with a wink. I know from experience I wouldn’t win this argument even if I wanted to have it. So I sit back and relax while she strips the rest of her clothing for me. Her entire body is flushed, still basking in pleasure and release.
Charlotte slowly lowers to her knees and smirks at me like a wicked little witch. She makes quick work of loosening my pants and frees my cock. I groan deep in my chest as I watch her wrap her breasts around me, taking the head of my cock in her mouth. She plays at the tip with her tongue, gently, teasing me. I grip the arms of the chair to keep myself from buckling up further into her mouth.
She looks up at me, eyes stating that she knows exactly what she’s doing to me. Charlotte replaces her breasts with her hands and slowly begins taking me into her mouth deeper. The warmth of her tongue and cheeks is driving me mad. She’s good, really good. Charlotte has me near the back of her throat when she adds some tight suction, and my hand flies to her hair, begging her to stay right there.
She laughs, the vibrations adding further sensation that threatens to make me lose myself completely. This is obviously her goal as she continues bobbing her head and gripping me tight.
With one deep, clenching groan I cum. Charlotte doesn’t pull away, instead continuing to suck me through my orgasm. I can’t help but close my eyes tight at the sensation, and when I finally open them again, she’s peering up at me. Her bright red lips are swollen, a bright sheen covering them. Her eyes are sparkling with delight.