Chapter Two
Something woke Jake up. He sat up in bed, disoriented, and shook his head to gather his senses. It was still dark outside, the moonlight seeping through the curtains. Looking over at the clock on the nightstand, Jake saw it was only midnight. It took him another moment to remember he had a roommate. He soon realized she was the one who’d caused the disturbance.
Charlie wept softly into her pillow, but it was still loud enough for him to hear. He’d always been a light sleeper. Jake flipped the light switch on and slid out of his bed, unmindful of the fact he was only wearing a pair of boxers. Taking a seat next to her, he gently shook her shoulders, concern for her filling him. “Charlie, are you okay?”
She turned around then, tears clouding her beautiful dark brown eyes. “Did I wake you? I didn’t mean to. I’m sorry. Please go back to bed.”
“And leave you crying your eyes out? I don’t think so. You were upset at the bar and it’s obviously still bothering you. Won’t you tell me what’s wrong?” When she didn’t reply, he sighed. “I won’t go back to bed until you tell me. We can sit here like this all night if you want.”
After what seemed like several minutes, Charlie finally spoke. “It’s my second wedding anniversary.”
Jake pulled away abruptly as if he had been slapped. She was married? What the hell was she doing here then?
“Where’s your husband?” He felt an irrational sense of betrayal. It bothered him more than he cared to admit to know she was some other man’s wife. It didn’t make sense, but jealousy rarely did.
“He…he died a year ago tonight,” Charlie said through held tears.
“I’m sorry.” Shame washed through Jake at the brief moment of relief he felt. Charlie was obviously miserable.
He pulled her into his arms to console her. The warmth of her body against his nearly made him forget he was supposed to be comforting her. Charlie relaxed, seeming to melt as she surrendered to her apparent misery, bursting into loud, body-shaking sobs. Jake was not normally equipped for dealing with emotional women, but with Charlie, he felt protective. He wished he could make things better for her, but what could he do?
Jake tightened his arms around Charlie and began to rock her back and forth in his arms while she bawled. She clung to him tightly, releasing anguish like he’d never heard before.
Charlie cried as if her heart were breaking. Her gut-wrenching cries tore at his heart in sympathy. He stroked her hair and dropped light kisses on her head in an attempt to soothe her. He held her for several moments before her tears subsided into weak sniffles.
Jake suddenly realized she was only wearing a pair of panties. Her soft breasts pressed against his chest, her nipples burning holes into his flesh. He was also painfully aware that her lips were resting unconsciously against his throat. He could feel his body tightening in response to her nearness. If there were time for carnal thoughts to invade, this certainly wasn’t it.
He looked down at her, noticing Charlie was unaware of the effect she had on his body. When her tongue came out to moisten her lips, the tip grazed his throat. Jake shifted uncomfortably when his cock stirred to life. More than anything he wanted to bend down and capture that pink tongue between his teeth and suck it.
Fuck!
He had given her a lecture about him not being a pervert and here he was hard as a rock, wanting her more than he had ever wanted any other woman.
As her sobs subsided, Charlie looked up at him. “I’m sorry for releasing the floodgates. I didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable. You probably think I’m a big baby?”
“I don’t think that at all. You have every right to be sad. If I was in your predicament I’m not sure how I’d handle it. It certainly explains why you looked upset earlier.”
“But still, when you invited me to share your room tonight, I’m sure you didn’t have this in mind.”
“No, I didn’t, but it’s no big deal. It sounds like you really needed a good cry. I’m glad I was here for you to be that shoulder to cry on.”
Charlie looked up at him with her doe-like brown eyes and his body tightened with need for her. Being so close to this woman was affecting his equilibrium. He wanted her. His cock was painfully hard. Jake only hoped he could untangle himself before she realized it.
“I appreciate your being so nice about this.” Charlie shifted her weight causing her hand to brush against his stiffness. She froze.
Jake pulled away. “Look, I’m sorry. I guess it’s just one of those things.” He was mortified. Heat rushed to his face. He thanked God the room was masked in semi-darkness, otherwise she’d see how red his face probably was. Charlie didn’t say anything. She merely looked at him with her eyes full of wonder.
“Don’t look at me like that, Charlie,” he groaned. Only minutes before, she had been distraught. Now there was a new look in her eyes. If he weren’t mistaken, it was one of desire.
“How am I looking at you, Jake?” Her question seemed innocent enough but there was an underlying current to it that made him question whether he was imagining the possibility that she might want him as much as he wanted her.
“Like you want me.” The words came gruffly from his throat.
“Maybe I do.” Her response surprised him. Had he just heard her incorrectly? There was no way she’d just said what he thought she did.
“You don’t know what you’re saying.”
She slid her finger down the center of his chest. He gasped at the blatant contact. “Please, Jake.”
“Charlie, you’ve had a lot to drink tonight. You may think you want me now, but in the morning you’ll regret it.”
“Tomorrow doesn’t matter. Let’s just live for the moment.”
“You can’t possibly want this. Not now, not after having such an emotional experience.” Jake wanted to give in to her more than he had ever wanted anything in his life. He could smell the faint scent of her pussy and it was driving him crazy. The very thought of burying his face between her thick thighs and feasting on her cunt sent spasms of delight through his body.
“I do. This is exactly what I need. Jake, please kiss me.” She gazed at him imploringly. How could he deny her this? But he had to!
“Charlie, you’re in no condition to ask for such a thing.” Despite his half-hearted argument, his cock ached for her. Jake’s breathing grew shallow, and he wanted to push her back on the bed and fuck her until she couldn’t walk.
“I know what I want.”
“You’re drunk,” he gave one more half-hearted protest.
“I’m not as inebriated as you think. What do you want me to do? Take a sobriety test? Please, Jake. I need you. Don’t go back to your bed. Stay with me.” Charlie batted her eyelashes and poked out her bottom lip. Her words weren’t slurred and she seemed quite coherent.
Looking at those sexy lips, he did the only thing he could—give in. Jake lowered his head and tugged on her tempting lower lip with his teeth. He nibbled at the tantalizing fullness of her mouth before crushing her lips beneath his. Jake kissed her hungrily wanting to devour her. When Charlie parted her lips ever so slightly, his tongue invaded the warm cavern.
She tasted like heaven. It was unlike anything else. She was sweet, spicy, warm and cool at the same time. Just kissing Charlie made him hotter than he had ever been for any woman. With reluctance, he lifted his head for a moment. “You won’t say I took advantage of you in the morning?” he asked with an uncertainty foreign to his usually confident self. Charlie made him feel like a schoolboy all over again, not knowing right from left or which way was up.
“Like I said, I don’t care about tomorrow. Let’s just think about tonight, and how much I want you. I know you want me, too. I saw the way you looked at me at the bar.” She placed her hand behind his neck and pulled him back down to her.
Jake’s head told him this wasn’t a good idea, but his dick was running the show. His cock was so damn hard, he feared he would spew come inside his shorts without ever sliding into the bliss that waited between her legs.
Charlie reached out and ran her hand down the front of his boxers, making contact with his penis. “You have quite a package hidden under these boxers. Take them off, so I can see exactly what I’m dealing with,” she demanded.
Jake complied quickly, practically ripping them off. He would have fallen on top of her afterward if she hadn’t halted him
“No, wait. Let me look at it,” she commanded softly. Jake knelt on the bed, his cock exposed to her gaze. He wasn’t ashamed of his body, and the hungry look in Charlie’s gaze filled him with manly pride.
“You’re so big, Jake. It must be nearly nine inches.” Charlie’s eyes widened with apparent wonder as she licked those gorgeous full lips of hers.
“Eight and a half but who’s measuring?” He grinned at her. The huge purplish head of his cock dripped pre-cum—ready and waiting for her pussy.
Charlie reached out and touched it lightly. “You have a beautiful body, Jake.”
He felt as if his body would melt under the heat of her stare. Jake fought back a groan.
“Beautiful,” she whispered, running her fingers along his hard length.
“And it wants some pussy,” he said hoarsely when she continued to lightly stroke his cock.
“Umm, I think I can help you with that.” Smiling coyly, Charlie laid back on the bed.
Jake’s control snapped and he covered her body, pressing her into the mattress. He kissed her, relishing the feel of her soft lips beneath his.
“Umm, I like the way you kiss, Jake.” Her husky voice practically purred like a satisfied kitten’s when he began to explore her body, his hands leaving no part of her untouched.
He cupped her breasts, his mouth never leaving hers. Shaping the pert globes in his hands, he squeezed them gently. Her fingernails raked up and down his back.
“Damn, you’re sexy, Charlie,” Jake muttered against her throat, kissing her the pulse of her neck. He made a trail of kisses along her jawline and back to her lips.
Jake was practically a stranger to her, yet he made her feel things she had thought died with Paul. She needed this. Charlie wanted to live tonight. For once in her life she threw caution to the wind, but Charlie wasn’t content to let Jake have all the fun. She ran her hand slowly down his chest, reveling at the feel of his hardness beneath her finger tips. She stopped only when she reached his throbbing shaft. It was so thick that her small hand could barely wrap all the way around it. She wrapped her fingers around his cock and began to pump it gently with her fist.
He moaned with apparent pleasure. “Oh God, Charlie. You don’t know what you’re doing to me.”
Charlie knew exactly what she was doing to him. High on her own feminine power, she grew very aroused by the sight of her dark hand wrapped around his long pale rod. She didn’t know something as simple as color contrast could be such a turn on.
With a groan, Jake ripped her hand away. He collected both of her wrists in one of his hands and pinned them above her head. “Any more of that and I will be finished before I even get started, sweetheart.” His warning sounded rough and hoarse to her ears.
“And we wouldn’t want that would we?” Charlie teased.
“Hell no! By the end of the night you’ll be well acquainted with my cock.”
“I can hardly wait.”
Charlie squirmed underneath him, enjoying the feel of his body on top of hers. The inside of her thighs dampened from her juices. She longed to run her tongue over his tight, muscular body. She needed to feel his cock plowing into her, filling her. The delicious sensation of his body against hers slowly drove her insane with lust. “Do it now, Jake. I can’t take anymore.” The last time she’d been consumed with such aching heat had been with Paul. It was a deep, slow burn, which could only be quenched with his throbbing erection.
“Patience, angel. I want to taste you.” His eyes feasted on the twin peaks of her breasts, making her shiver with desire. No one had ever looked at her with such fierce, possessive desire.
“Jake—”
“Shh. You’re so beautiful. Coffee-colored skin, gorgeous breasts, suckable nipples. You look good enough to eat. When I saw you, I knew you had a nice body, but this is much better than my imagination.”
Still holding her wrists together, he lowered his head to lap one of her highly sensitized mounds. His tongue circled her areola sending spasms of delight to her very core.
“Oh God, Jake, your tongue is magic,” she cried out. Charlie bucked against him, unable to get enough of his tongue bath.
He chuckled softly before taking a hardened nipple into his mouth. Jake took his time sucking, nibbling and licking the tasty peak before transferring his attention to the other one.
“Jake, that feels so good.” Her body was on fire and pussy tingled like crazy. If he didn’t fuck her soon, she was going to roll over and take some of that beautiful dick he was withholding from her.
Jake worked her body into a frenzy, nuzzling his face against her globes. After he finished worshipping the taut peaks, he ran his tongue from the valley of her breasts, down to her navel.
“Please let me touch you,” she pleaded trying to free her wrists, but Jake held her firm.
“Patience, Charlie. If I let you touch me, I won’t be able to hold out and I want to give you a night you won’t soon forget.”
Charlie bit her lip in frustration. This was pure torture. She couldn’t remember a time when she had ever been so damn horny.
With his free hand, Jake quickly disposed of the lacy panties she wore, running his fingers lightly over her fuzzy mound. He briefly tongued her navel before moving lower down her body. He released her hands as his face dove for her cunt. Charlie gripped his shoulders, digging her nails into his flesh when he kissed the outer labia.
“Hmm, you don’t shave. I like that. It’s much more feminine,” he growled with appreciation.
With each word that he spoke, Charlie fell deeper under his spell of seduction. He parted the slick folds of her labia with his middle finger before licking her from the bottom of her sex to her clit.
He lifted her hips, exposing all of her to his tantalizing gaze. Jake then parted her rounded cheeks and ran his tongue from her puckered little bud to the opening of her box. He rubbed his thumb over the tight bud of her ass while his tongue slid in and out of her channel.
Charlie had never had her ass stimulated before. Frankly, she was not a fan of back door love, but the way Jake touched her and caressed her slowly changed her mind.
He licked her pussy and ass with several more strokes before he turned his attention to her clit. He nipped at the tingling bud gently with his teeth, eliciting loud, guttural moans from Charlie’s throat.
Damn. Jake eats pussy like nobody’s business.
She wiggled uncontrollably beneath him. He gripped her thighs firmly to keep her still then fastened his lips over her protruding clit, sucking fiercely while he slid a finger into her wet opening.
Charlie was so wet, she was literally dripping.
“Damn, woman, I didn’t think it was possible for a pussy to get this wet. You’re full of surprises, Charlie Brown. Very pleasant surprises,” he murmured against her clit.
“It’s wet for you, Jake. Your tongue feels wonderful,” she moaned squirming under the ministrations of his mouth. He was going to kill her with too much pleasure. Jake continued to feast on her pussy until she yanked roughly on his hair, screaming for his cock.
“Jake! Stop playing and fuck me. I need your cock right now.”
“You’re going to get it.”
He could have stayed between her creamy thighs forever, but his cock wanted some pussy too. Jake didn’t need any more prompting after her impassioned plea before he positioned himself over her, guiding his hard rod between the folds of her dripping wet box. He nearly came the moment he was inside of her. Charlie’s cunt was so tight around his nine and a half inches, it felt like her pussy was made especially for him. She wrapped her legs around his waist as he began to pump gently in and out of her.
Jake felt an unfamiliar emotion when he became one with Charlie. It’s just sex, it’s just sex, he chanted to himself. Funny, but sex had never felt like this before.
He moved with slow, precise moves in the beginning, wanting to give her time to adjust to his size, but Charlie had other ideas. She set the pace, bucking fiercely against him, forcing him to pick up speed. He fucked her with everything he had in him. She felt so good he knew he wouldn’t be able to hold out for very long, much to his chagrin.
“I’m coming!” she screamed.
“So am I,” he grunted breathlessly.
He gripped her thighs roughly as he released his seed into her hot channel. With the last pulse, he collapsed into her waiting arms. Jake kissed her sweaty brow. Her eyes were closed, but there was a content smile on her face. He couldn’t resist giving her one last gentle kiss on the lips.
“Next time, we’ll do it doggy style,” he whispered, positioning himself so that he held her in his arms with her bottom nestled against his now sleeping cock.
Later that night, Jake woke Charlie, his cock persistently poking at the entrance of her vagina. She opened her legs to accommodate him. He slid into her still wet opening and pumped gently from behind her. This time he took her slowly, fondling her breasts as he thrust himself inside her damp sheath. Charlie came almost at once and Jake followed shortly after. As Jake’s eyes grew heavy with sleep, all he could think about was changing his flight schedule in the morning. For some reason, the thought of leaving Charlie tomorrow bothered him. They fell asleep with Jake still inside of her.
Jake woke up with a smile on his face. He couldn’t remember a time when he had felt so good and relaxed. His arms were still wrapped tightly around Charlie’s soft, pliant body. Her head rested peacefully against his chest and the smell of their mingled sex lingered in the air. He reveled in the protective feeling she produced within him.
He was on top of the world. In his entire life, no woman had ever brought him to such an intense peak of sexual satisfaction. Nothing had ever felt so good or so right. He glanced down at her as she slept, barely making a sound with her even breathing. She looked like a sleeping angel, vulnerable and beautiful.
How in the world was he going to be able to get on a flight and walk away from her? Jake wanted to know what Charlie was like when she wasn’t being made love to. He already knew from last night’s encounter that when she made love, she gave all of herself, her body and soul. He liked that and wanted to know more. Her sorrow and her vulnerability had touched him.
There was no way he could get on that flight. Easing out of bed, careful not to disturb Charlie, he walked over to the phone and called the airline. He didn’t care about the extra cost of a ticket for changing his flight so late. All he cared about was spending more time with Charlie.
When he booked his new flight, Jake slid back into bed, eager to feel the warmth of her body against. Her back was to him and her round bottom rested snuggly against his cock, making it hard once again. Damn he was horny. He tightened his grip around her, hoping she would wake up, but she hardly stirred.
Jake wanted nothing more than to slide it between her thighs and take her from behind again, but he respected the fact she needed her rest. Being inside her had felt like paradise. It was so good that if she could bottle it he knew she would make millions. Just the thought of it was making him dizzy with need. Poor thing, she must have been exhausted. He wore her out but he was certain the alcohol factored in as well.
Jake dropped a soft kiss on her brow and he could have sworn a smile touched her luscious lips.
Now that he had found this treasure, there was no way in hell he wanted to let her go so easily. Granted she was obviously still a grieving widow, but wasn’t a year enough time to heal?
Jake realized how crazy this all was, but he couldn’t help it. Something about Charlie Brown made him react this way. He didn’t know what it was. Certainly she was a beautiful woman, but beautiful women were a dime a dozen. Their lovemaking had been explosive, but that hadn’t been it either. Jake was too cautious to think about the L-word on so short an acquaintance, but no one had ever made him feel like this before. He fully intended to find out what it was about this woman that made him react so strongly.
He wondered if this was the woman he had been waiting for all his life. Jake came from a very happy family. His parents were both very much in love after thirty-seven years of marriage. His older brother and younger sister were both in loving relationships.
Jake’s brother, Carl, had been married for ten years with adorable twin daughters, while his sister, Helen, had been married for seven years with four boys of her own. The running joke in the family alluded to Helen’s constant state of pregnancy. Jake chuckled when he thought of Helen, affectionately called the dictator. Helen was a born mother and she doted on her boys. A stay-at-home mom, she often joked that her boys were her career.
Perhaps it was time for him to stop playing the field.
Jake never thought he would end up feeling this way. It had always been the other way around for him. The women he usually dated always seemed to want more than he was willing to give.
They would tell him they loved him after a brief romp or a few dates. Being a cynic, he would laugh behind their backs because he never believed that it could happen so easily or so fast. Now he realized how wrong he’d been.
Jake had only intended to buy Charlie drinks but, if he were being completely honest with himself, had she come over to his table, he would definitely have made a play for her, early flight or not. At the time he was sure that it was only physical.
When she had walked out the bar, he reckoned that it wasn’t meant to be, but the fates smiled on him. Spotting her in his hotel had to be some kind of sign.
Charlie Brown was a mystery. Thoughts of the proverbial kids and the white picket fence had run through his mind. He couldn’t help but wonder what kind of mother she would be. Whoa, you’re going way too fast.
Jake glanced at the clock. An hour had passed since he had changed his travel arrangement and he was becoming restless. He decided to take a cold shower; otherwise he would have to wake Charlie up after all. He hoped she would be awake by the time he finished.