Tides and Tidings

Chapter 9

Blythe

W hen I heard Charlie say “you,” I turned feral and rolled on top of him. There was only the thin material of my thong and his boxers between us. I could already feel the ache for him deep inside me.

“Well, good morning to you,” Charlie laughed into my mouth as he kissed me. “Someone woke up on the right side of the bed.”

I moaned as he squeezed my ass tightly. “I’m excited to spend the day with you.”

He cocked an eyebrow at me, “Are you trying to get more details about today?”

I feigned offense and touched my heart, “I would never do that.”

His fingers found the bottom of my shirt, lifting it effortlessly over my head. His lips found my collarbone, making me lose my train of thought. “I’ll give you one more piece of information if you’d like.”

I immediately snapped back into reality, “Tell me!”

“We’re going to get brunch before we get on the road.”

My favorite.

“I know you probably hate that,” he joked. Charlie knows my favorite day of the week is Sunday because we get brunch. Bottomless Mimosas and I are besties.

I placed a kiss square on his lips, “I love you.”

“I love you more.”

I ran my pointer finger down his chest, “Can I ride you?”

His eyes widened, “Please do whatever you want to me.”

I don’t know who I was, but I felt like a million bucks. I took his agreement and leisurely slid his boxers down. His length sprung up once the barrier was removed. I shimmied out of my panties and lowered myself on top of him, stretching around him.

My only goal was to unravel Charlie’s calm demeanor. I wanted him to squirm under me. His large hands found my hips and held me tight and I rode him painstakingly slowly. I rocked my hips back and forth, falling into a perfect rhythm. Charlie moaned, and his head fell back onto his pillow.

“I hope this is okay,” I teased, speeding up my pace.

“I don’t know what you’re doing, but please keep doing it.”

I braced myself on his shoulders and stretched my back slightly to get that angle that drove me mad. I kept up my pace until Charlie rolled on top of me and pinned my hands at the sides of my head.

“But I was having fun,” I whined, noticing the emptiness inside me.

“Now it’s time for me to have my fun.” He slid two fingers down to play with my clit for a moment before plunging them deep inside me and making a come here motion. Charlie knew a few of those motions would immediately send me into bliss. I felt the pressure building behind his fingers, and my back arched.

“That’s my girl. Cum all over my fingers.” He praised before removing his fingers from my dripping pussy.

He slid his throbbing dick into my wet slit and took my nipple in his mouth. The swirling of his tongue around my sensitive area drove me insane. Charlie grabbed my hips and lifted them off the bed. As he picked up speed, I could feel my orgasm was close. One sloppy pump later, and Charlie spilled inside of me; his orgasm sent me over the edge.

We sat there for a moment in the same position. Our bodies were sweaty and pressed up against each other.

“Who is this version of you?” Charlie asked, panting.

“Vacation Blythe.” I winked.