Birdsong would never have gotten his hands on you. I can’t take back what’s happened, but I can be here to make damn sure it don’t happen again. If cutting my hair and becoming respectable is the price I have to pay for the privilege of being your man, to my way of thinking, it’s a price I’m willing to pay.”
He looked away from her, hell, he felt the fool for all this sharing of feelings, but she needed to know, and he might never get the gumption to have this conversation again. He’d always avoided getting involved, but he was as deep as he could get with this woman, and he gave up fighting the feelings he had for her.
“Without you, well my life wasn’t so damn great, I was lost without you. It’s gonna take some adjustment on my part, ‘cause all I’ve ever been is a old scooter bum, I never locked down long enough to have a family, I got no kids, all I got is the ‘Cuda and the scoot. If that’s enough for you, then I’m your problem now, for as long as you want me.”
Charlie watched as Selma listened to every word he said and when he finished speaking, she was out of her chair. She stumbled and ended up landing on his lap anyway, but it was exactly the spot she’d been headed for to begin with. Her hands cradled his smooth cheeks and her eyes locked with his.
“I love you, and I love that you are willing to try to be what I thought I needed you to be. If the time comes and you can’t live this way any longer, promise me that you will tell me. Please promise that if you need to take a ride to blow off the pressure that you will jump on the bike and let the wind help. I want you to be happy to be here as much as you want me to be happy. Promise me, and then let’s go celebrate in that big bed that’s held too many memories for me to sleep in since you’ve been gone.”
Charlie kissed her lips, and ran his hands over her slender body, “I’ll be happy as long as we’re together, babydoll, you took my greasy ol’ heart and patched it up, it’s yours now, girl, don’t ever think I’ll want the damn thing back. Now you need to stand up and drop them pants if you want to keep ‘em wearable.”
His hands pulled the sweater up and over her head before she was completely on her feet. His shirt had too many buttons for him to deal with, so he pulled it up and over his head, dropped it on the floor, and began to loosen his belt. He never took his eyes from her body as she disrobed the rest of the way, right down to her skin.
“You are so beautiful, look at you, every time I see you like this it makes me need to take you as high as possible so you’ll always want to be with me.” His hands molded her breasts and allowed his thumbs to rake their rough texture across her nipples and loved the way her back straightened and thrust her breasts further into his work roughened hands. “It gives me a feeling inside when you show me that you need me as bad as I need you. Look at these little hard berries just waiting for me to suck on them.” He bent his head and licked her nipple before opening his mouth and taking the nipple and areola inside. He didn’t hesitate to suck strongly on the skin and whipped the sensitive nub with his tongue for long minutes while her hands tangled in his hair and held his head in place.
When he released that breast, his hand took over and his lips sought out its twin to treat to the same pleasures. His lips let her breast loose and traveled up to her neck to lick the spot under her ear. “Now, little girl, its time for me to have my dessert. I want you to lie down right here on the table, I’m gonna’ grab a chair and make a meal of you. It’s been too damned long since I had a taste of you, so don’t expect much mercy, babydoll, I need this.”
He had her clit in his mouth and was sucking on the small muscle hard. His tongue licked at the little muscle peeking from the hood of skin and his teeth scrapped over that while he sent a finger straight inside of