Chapter 40

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Maddison Brooks

"Are you sure it's ok? I mean I don't wanna leave you here when your not fully ok." Charles stressed out before I shut him up with my lips. Feeling his tongue trace my bottom lip when his arms wrapped around my waist with one hand gripping my behind.

Pulling away from his addicted touch. He looked down at me with a smile; his dibble chin showing when he looked down at me.

Adorable.

"Yes, I'm sure that I'm okay." I whispered against his lips.

"I mean are you really sure? I could stay home and keep you company, continue our Marvel marathon?"

"Charles it's fine. I'm fine, I promise."

"I don't need to I can stay here."

"Go."

"They can hangout without me."

"Go Charles." Pointing against the front door a few feet away from us.

"But-"

"Now, you should see your friends when you are here." Grabbing his bicep and dragging him out the door. "Goodbye." Waving him goodbye before shutting the door in his face; knowing that he have the key if he wanted to stay.

Vibration from my phone -in the pocket off my pants- pulled my attention as I walked up the stairs to sleep away most of the day away.

Charles<3
Are you sure you're ok?

Turning off my phone; not bothering to answer the question I've already answered a hundred times already.

Charles<3
Answer me, I need to know you're ok.

Me
I'm ok
Boy you just left

Charles <3

Anything can happen
It would be better if you where here with me;)

Me
I'm going back to sleep now

Charles<3
Sleep well, I'll wake you when I get home
I love you<3
Don't say it back!

Laughing to his text before putting my phone into the charger by the coffee table. Pressing my head against the pillow Charles had slept on all night.

Breathing in the smell of his cologne, missing his presence even if it's good that he is out with his old friends.

The less time he spends with me the longer he will find me fascinating.

•••

The wind pushed over me as Charles drove the boat from shore. "Are you sure your not gonna drown me in the ocean?" I yelled over the waves smashing against the boat.

"You'll never know!" Charles answered cheaply with one of his charming smirks plastered on his lips when he looked down at me and grabbed my waist; pressing me closer to his side. "Tell me if you feel sick and I'll slow down!"

"Okay." Leaning into his side, absorbing his warm body from the cold wind against my face. Everything in front of us was ocean. Clear blue water all the way to the horizon where the blue sky meet the blue water. The salt air felt fresh when I breathed in.

After a while Charles slowed down the boat to come in for a stop after turning the boat in the direction we came from. The city reached over the green landscape, high cliffs just my the ocean. Everything looked so small from out here. The boat gulped with the waves in the water. "It's beautiful."

"Yeah, it really is." He let out a deep breath while he moved me in front of him, resting the back of my head on his torso. "Your bruises are almost gone." His hand moved up and down over my bare stomach; where the faded bruises took place. Nodding, the bruises was almost gone but the memories was still clear as a day. "Do they still hurt?"

"A little." We both was quiet for a while, only hearing the waves push against the gulping boat. "The memories hurts the most." I mumbled, feeling tears sting in my eyes; seeing the hole show in front of me again. Charles didn't say anything, he just stood there with his arms around me. "You're gonna get tired off me then leave me."

"Never." His lips pressed against the top of my head as his arms tightened around me.

"How can you know? I mean, you can't see the future. Am I right?" Looking over my shoulder to catch him watching me with admiring in his gaze.

"Maddison.." He spun me around so I rested my butt against the steering wheel. "If I could marry you right this fucking second even if we haven't been together as a couple for a long time, I would. Because you amaze me with something every god damn day. You're so strong mentally it's sick, I have no idea how you came out of New York still breathing but you did it. And I love you so much, if I could I would tattoo all my body with just your name." Finishing the last sentence breathless. His warm breath against my lips.

"Charles.." Nothing else came out. How do you respond to something like that? My heart was liquid just as the rest off my body. The only reason I'm still going it because of him, he is lifting me up. I can soon reach the stars. Only because of him, I love him. I really do, I though it would take longer before I could think so but I really do love him. He is lifting me up in a way no one else have done, it feels like I'm flying and the only reason why I'm flying is because off Charles. "I-"

"That's it, I'm doing it." Charles broke me off before I could tell him. Before I could respond to his poetry of words.

"Kill me? Yeet me off the boat and tell my family I feel off the boat and a shark came and ate me up?"

"The only one that eat you out is me." Clenching my thighs together. My brain flooded to his tongue between my legs, licking up my juices from between my folds. Charles pushing me back to his side woke me up from my dirty imagination with his head between my legs.

"Where are we going?"

"Guess you will see."

•••

"Charles what are we doing here?" Asking when we walked into a small tattoo shop.

"I'm getting a tattoo." He simply said like it was no big deal when he walked up to the large man in front and started speaking with him as I stood a few feet away from them and observed the room. Everything was dark, only a few lighter stuff but they where barely noticeable.

"Maddison." I looked back to Charles. "Do you wanna stay here or do you wanna follow to the other room?" Directly I walked up to him and braided our fingers together, I don't wanna be left alone here. Who know who will get in here. Maybe the mafia will come and kidnap me and...

"Let's go." Kissing my lips fast before dragging me to another room and away from my thoughts.

As soon as we walked in to the room in the back I got blended of its light. Everything was the opposite of the other room, white walls and almost nothing in a dark color. "Sit there," Charles pointed at a chair next to a leather seat. "I'm just gonna speak with him."

A few minutes later Charles took off his shirt and pointing at something on his torso, making his back muscles flex before he turned around and walked against me. "Can you think of having a blindfold?" He bent down between my legs.

"Why?" I looked to the other guy who had his back against me and not even caring about us.

"I want it to be a surprise."

"Okay." My voice was shaky. I hadn't been wearing a blindfold in any way since Charles had his ice to play with on my body. From behind his back he pulled out a fabric and covered my eyes with it.

"Can you see?"

"No." His lips pressed against mine as he grabbed my hand. I heard and felt him move before a buzzing sound started. Fighting the urge to take off the fabric that covered my eyes to see what he was doing was almost not bearable.

After what felt like hours off buzzing, it stopped and a few minutes after my blindfold was off. I looked around in the room, Charles took on his shirt again. "I wanted to see it." I mumbled.

"Guess you have to wait." Charles smirked when he turned around to face me.

"Anche questa signorina vuole un tatuaggio<Does this young lady want a tattoo also>?" The male that did Charles tattoo asked, leaving me confused.

Charles leaned into my side, his breath tickling my ear before he spoke. "He asked if you wanted a tattoo."

Without a second thought I nodded. Charles looked at me, a little surprised but didn't stop my choice. I've always wanted a tattoo so why not now? "But what about my age? I'm not eighteen yet." I whispered.

"Don't worry, if he asks just say eighteen." Charles petted my back as I walked against the large male. Fumbling with the black stone ring around my finger that Charles he given me but I've never given back while speaking to the man about what I wanted before he started to skis it out on a paper while I walked back o my boyfriend that took the seat I earlier sat on.

"Your turn with the blindfold."  Taking the fabric over his eyes before he could protest.

•••

His lips on mine, his tongue in my mouth, my lips on his, my tongue in his mouth.

Charles hands gripped the edge of my shirt and pulled it over my head, revealing the baby blue bikini under. His hands all over my skin from the moment we walked in to his room and he locked the door. My panties was soaked from only his existence near me.

His lips left mine as he kissed his way down my throat, only stopping his way down to suck my skin. Suddenly happy that we found the house empty when we got back from our adventure because I could no longer hold back the moans.

Feeling of the person I wanted to touch me actually touching me in a way I wanted.

Charles hands pulled the string on my back, making the bikini bra fall to the hard wooden floor.

"Woman are you trying to kill me?" Charles chuckled before he took my left nipple into his mouth and sucked while his hand other massaged my right one. Aching my back; pushing my lower stomach against the bulge in his pants

"I want you." I said breathless when he pinched my right nipple between his finger causing me to moan. "I want you now."

Charles let go off my breasts and rested his forehead against mine as his breath touched my lips. "Are you sure?"

"Yes, please fuck me Charles." I whined.

That did it, the next second my back hit the mattress of his bed as Charles climbed on top off me. His hand played with the button of my shorts before opening it and dragging them down, leaving me in only my panties while he was fully dressed. Lifting my hands to the waist band of his pants, lifting his T-shirt over his head; careful to not touch his sore skin where the tattoo are.

"When are you gonna let me see it?" Tracking the plastic that covered the tattoo - only letting me see the shapes - with my fingers while being careful not to touch it too much so it hurts him.

"When I feel like it." He pushed off the bed and started taking off his pants, never looking away from me. "When are you going to show me yours?"

"When you have showed me yours." I said as his pants dropped to his feet with his underwear, leaving him naked in front of me to admire every little detail off his body. Walking up to me before leaning over me and kneeling between my lags that laid over the edge off his bed.

His finger touched the waist off my panties, looking up and down between my body and my underwear. Propping my elbows up so I could see him clearly. "Can I lick you?" Charles asked when looking up to me. It was probably the weirdest question I ever heard someone ask but I love that he asked.

I nodded.

"I need to hear you say it."

"I want you to lick me." I breathed out as he yanked my underwear down my legs and his breath touched my folds before I could feel him lick up my slit. Falling down on my back with my back arching from the mattress. His tongue rubbed against my cilt, "Shit." I moaned out as my hands found the roots of his hair to have something to hold on too. My legs squeezed around his head, making him groan into my nerves; sending shivers up my spine and moans out of my mouth.

Feeling his finger grazed over my opening as his tongue continued working by my cilt. "Please." I cried out, I don't know what I wanted but I wanted something. As on command Charles slipped one finger inside me and just holding it still inside of me before he felt my walls pulsing around him to pumping his finger in and out until I was a moaning mess and ready to come. "I'm going to come Charles."

His finger pulled out of me; quickly replaced with his tongue. "Come on my face principessa<princess>." Charles lips sucking and his tongue vibrating as he spoke sent me over the edge. Euphoria rushed through my body as Charles licked up my climax.

Once I opened my eyes and looked down at Charles between my legs I almost came again just from the sight. He continued to lick my sensitive area as my hands yanked his hair away from my entrance and let my legs fall from his shoulders when I forced him up on his feet.

Pressing my lips against his, one of his arms lifting my back and turning my body so we both fitted on his bed. Tasting myself on his lips and tongue with my eyes closed, I don't know how he even can have his tongue down there because only the taste from his mouth made me regret he even going down there.

Taking his lips from mine, opening my eyes to look at his. His pupils where almost as big as his orbs, leaving his eyes black with lust. "Please fuck me Charles." I whispered against his lips.

"Are you sure?"

"Yes." I nodded, I wanted him inside me. To feel every little sculpture of his dick inside me. Seeing him reach to the table next to the bed and opening the drawer to take a condom.

Grabbing his arm, stopping him before his hand could take up the condom. "I want to feel you without it again. Nothing would happen, I'm still on the pill." I promised after seeing him tense after the fist sentence and relax after the second one.

"Okey." Shutting the drawer, leaving a kiss against my lips as he grabbed a pillow and placed it under my lower back to have a better position. My hand wrapped around erection causing him to jerk into my hand and curse under his breath as he looked down at my hand wrapped around his hard on. "Are you sure Maddison?"

"Yes, I'm sure. I want you to fuck me again. I want you to fuck me like before." His hand rested against the headboard over my head while the other moved my hand from his dick and positioned it against my entrance before slowly sinking into me, making me cry out and wrap my arms around his shoulder to hold on as he stretched me.

"You feel so good Maddison." He mumbled as he took long slow strokes in and out of me without looking away from my face in case I showed I was uncomfortable. "You're such a good girl. You're taking me so well." He continued speaking sweet little nothings as he pumped in and out of me, slowly building up both of our climax together. "You better come soon or I will come before you." Charles breathed out as he picked up the speed.

Clawing into his back with his strong thrusts, not wanting this to be over with. Both of our breathless moans, skin slapping together filled the room as we neared our climax. "I'm gonna come." I moaned out.

"I'm coming too." With a few more thrusts we both came. As I came around him, he filled me up with his come. Pumping out my orgasm before falling to the side not to crush me under his weight.

We just laid in bed for a few minutes to catch our breath. No one said anything. Only us trying to catch our breath could be heard except for the waves pushing up on the beach.

"Wait here." Charles said and jumped out of bed and took on his underwear.

"Where are you going?"

"You'll see." He closed the door after himself.

•••

After twenty minutes the door opened again, I looked up from my phone and pulled the sheet from my body to help him carry the two bowls of mac'n cheese and the bottle off water. Placing the bowl I took on the bed I looked at him. " You did this?" I pointed against the filled bowl.

"Yeah.. sorry it took so long time but I wanted to surprise you a little." Charles said as he almost apologized. Sprinting to him and wrapping my arms around his chest.

"Thank you, for everything." I mumbled against his skin. "This is the nicest thing someone have done to me after sex." Charles looked a little surprised as he backed me against his bed so set down his bowl on the table.

Picking me up and setting me down in his lap so I faced him. "I'm gonna cook mac'n cheese for you after every sex from now on."

"I take you up on that." I pressed my lips against his before pulling the cover over my shoulder, feeling a bit exposed. Charles reached down to the floor; almost making me fall off him before he pulled up his shirt and pulled it over my head.

"Let's eat and continue our Marvel marathon, we got a lot of movies to watch."


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