Rewriting the Rules by S. Moose Read Free Book Online

Charlotte.
    “Goodbye, Andrea.”
    “Bye.” She turns away to leave and I watch my front door shut.
    Going back to the kitchen I make us our protein shakes and head back outside. Handing her shake to her, she sits up and smiles at me. I should take the time to talk to her and figure out her story. I should. Only I won’t. Getting close to her means opening myself up to her again. That won’t happen. She can’t stay here as long as she wants. The sooner she’s out of my house, the sooner I can get back to my normal life, without Charlotte.
    “So good,” she moans, and my cock says good morning. “So are you going to tell me what’s going on with you?”
    “Not until you tell me why you’re here, and why you won’t tell your brother.”
    She turns her head and stares at me. “I need time, and before everything fell apart you were the one I ran to whenever I needed someone.”
    “I don’t know what you want me to say. It’s been four years.”
    “I know,” she turns her body to face me and places her hands on my knees. Fuck, I miss her touch. “Listen to me, okay?” I look down, unable to focus on her. “I made a mistake. I miss you guys, and I especially miss you and the love we shared.”
    “I can’t do this, Charlotte.”
    “I get it. Can we try to be friends?”
    “We can try.”
    “Better than you saying no,” she laughs and I can’t stop the smile forming on my face just from the sound. “So I really want to know what’s been going on with you and how you ended up with Andrea.”
    “She didn’t break any promises,” I lie and see her wince. I keep an emotionless look on my face and wait for her to respond. Instead of a feisty response or a punch in the arm, she turns back around and puts on her sunglasses.
    Heading to my office, I log on and get some work done. The space away from Charlotte is what I need.
     

Chapter 6
     
    Charlotte
     
    Watching him leave, I sit back and cannot wrap my head around how rude he’s being. I understand the pain he’s feeling. I’m feeling broken without him too. He’s acting as if he’s the only one who was hurt. Thinking back to a time when we almost got caught sticks with me.
    “I wanna kiss you,” I smile and straddle his lap, feeling his erection against my pussy. “Show me how you like to be kissed. Show me how you like to be pleasured.”
    He moans, throwing his head back and closing his eyes. I feel his hands gripping my waist and I know I’m getting to him. “I want that so bad, but sweetheart, your brother’s in the next room and he’s already told me to stay away from you.”
    “It’s not fair,” I rest my forehead against his and feel his heart beating against my chest. I love this closeness I have with him. Right now it feels like we’re the only ones here and no one else can touch us. “He should know how good you are for me and that you’ll protect me.”
    “He loves you, Charlotte, and only wants the best. I don’t have the best past with girls and he thinks I’ll treat you the same.”
    “But you won’t. I know it.”
    “I know.”
    Not liking the quietness, I march into Troy’s office to get the answers I need to understand where his head’s at.
    “Don’t act like you’re the . . . ohmyGod!” I stand frozen in the middle of his office and stare at his beautiful cock. He’s so hard and I see his hand at the base. Our eyes are locked on one another and neither of us says anything. Licking my lips, I imagine walking around his desk and getting on my knees. What I would give to feel his cock in my mouth, and hearing him moan my name. I wonder if he’d talk dirty to me and fully take control. I’d submit to him without fighting and do anything he asks of me.
    He doesn’t make a move to cover himself up and I don’t move from where I’m standing. Seriously . . . how can he be that big? Everything is big! Usually I think cocks are really ugly because of the veins, and some are kind of wrinkly, but Troy’s is