hearing him all but say it still made her feel
slutty. “I just wanted you to know.” Pulling her hand away she offered him a smile. God, this is so
damn strange. Is this how all one-nighters are when everything is said and done?
“Okay, well, thanks.” Ary cringed at her words and internally berated herself. She walked
away, not expecting him to call her back, but feeling even shittier that he didn’t. No more going home
with random men. If she had to go through this again she might be liable to shoot someone later. Once
in her car she forced herself to keep her eyes anywhere but where Charlie still sat. She could hear the
purr of his Harley, and like a string being pulled and forcing her gaze to his she looked at him. He sat
there in all of his hotness, one hand on his thigh and one leg braced on the ground. His blue eyes
regarded her curiously, and maybe if she wasn’t surrounded by metal and glass she could have scented
the air to gauge his emotions. Lifting her hand in a pathetic wave she started her car and left, yet he
still sat there, and she watched him disappear through her rearview mirror.
She reached for her cell in her purse and slid her finger over the screen to unlock it. She needed
to talk to Melissa about everything. Although she knew Candace would have been the comforting
friend she needed right now, Melissa’s quick wit and matter-of-fact attitude would slap some sense
into her. She also didn’t want to freak Candace out with the gritty details of her night, but knew she
had to talk about them. No, Melissa was the right one to speak to at the moment, and when she felt
calmer and less frazzled she’d talk to Candace and get her thoughtful advice. The phone rang four
times, and just when Ary would have hung up Melissa answered. At the sound of her friend’s heavy
breathing and intimate giggles she instantly regretted making the call. How could she talk about
having sex with Charlie Wylde when Melissa was no doubt sleeping with his brother right now?
“Hello? I know you’re there, Ary. I can hear your obscene breathing.” Her obscene breathing?
Did Melissa not hear the way she panted? “Come on, girl, I’m right I the middle of doing some crazy
contortionist positions over here.”
Oh. God. Yeah, this was a really bad idea.
****
Charlie watched Ary drive away. He curled his hands into tight fists. He had meant to have her
stay with him, wanted to ask her to, even after the whole broken condom fiasco, but he had seen the
freaked-out look in her eyes and had kept his mouth shut. She was already on edge, and he knew he
was to blame for that. When he went into the bathroom and realized the latex had broken he had
instantly worried. It had never happened before, but then again he had never fucked a female like he
had Ary. He had no doubt been rough, but then again she hadn’t complained, but had asked for more.
Even now his damn cock was sore from pounding her so hard. That had his mouth forming in a smile,
because fuck he wanted to do it again. Charlie wanted to do nothing for an entire day but be buried
deep inside of her tight, wet heat. He wanted them so exhausted that the following day they couldn’t
walk, and could only stay entwined with each other. It had only taken a few hours of feeling her
clenching around his shaft for Charlie to be an addicted fiend when it came to her. He would let her
run, but she wouldn’t get very far, because for the first time in Charlie’s life he wanted a female for
more than one night.
Chapter Five
“I still can’t believe you let loose and fucked Charlie Wylde.” Leave it to Melissa and her foul
way of stating things. Oh no, Ary’s friend couldn’t put it more eloquently, but then again that was one
of the reasons she loved her so much.
“Ugh, Melissa, can you keep your voice down if you’re going to talk like that?” Candace said
in a hushed voice and glanced around the small café they were currently in.
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