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pushed into her. Inch-by-inch her walls stretched around me as
her heat seared me. “ Oh baby, ” I groaned as her hips rolled allowing me deeper
access. My body took over as pure bliss clouded my mind. In and out, in and out
I pumped my cock into her building to a steady rhythm. When I felt her pussy
begin to tighten around me, I slid my hand around to her front, finding her
clit. Rolling it in between my thumb and index finger had Charlie screaming her
release. Stars danced across my vision as her pussy became a vice on my cock. I
felt the first stirrings of my orgasm at the base of my cock, sending me into a
frenzy as I rammed in her over and over again. Sounds of wet flesh echoed in
the room as moans of ecstasy filled the space between us. Her greedy pussy
sucked me so deep that my balls slapped against her clit with each thrust. My
name was on repeat from Charlie ’ s sweet mouth as I exploded into
her, sending her over the edge once more.
    I caught Charlie as her knees gave
out. Reversing our positions, I pulled an equally sweaty Charlie onto my lap as
I collapsed onto the couch. It took some time for our harsh breathing to
normalize. When it did, I asked, “ Are you okay? ”
    “ More than. ” A shit-eating grin spread
across my face when she gave me the same answer she used to when we were
younger and I asked. Charlie shared a knowing grin with me that had my cock
stirring for round two. “ Again? ” she teased as I stood, keeping her in my arms.
    “ Abso-fucking-lutely, ” I
replied carrying her across the room towards the steps.
    “ So where are we headed? ” she
giggled.
    “ Bed. Now, ” I grunted as I took the
stairs two at a time.

 
    CHAPTER TEN
     
    Charlie
    Light filtered across the room as I
slowly came awake. It took a minute for me to realize that I was in Cage ’ s bed . . . in his room . . . in his house. Oh, and I
was naked as the day I was born, with absolutely no idea where my clothes were.
The clock next to the bed told me it was four o ’ clock
in the afternoon. I must have fallen asleep after we made love. And there was
no other way to describe what we did that second time but to say we made love.
It was slow and sweet, and so very intense. My face warmed at the thought of
everything we shared with each other without saying a word.
    One of my favorite parts of last
night was when I asked about the need for a condom. In classic Cage talk, he
said “ I ’ ll
be damn if anything ever separated us again. ” I
could feel all the pieces of my heart coming back together again piece by piece
with every minute I spent with this beautiful man.
    I sat up when I saw the framed
picture of us next to Cage ’ s clock. Picking it up, I got a
better look at Cage and I after the homecoming game sophomore year where Cage
single handed won against Prep.  We both looked so young and so very happy. I
remembered how nervous Cage was going up against the highest regarded Nate
Maxwell.
    Shit! I needed to call Nate to let him
know I was okay. But first I needed to find clothes. The I needed . . . hell  .
. . I was not sure what I needed. Clothes! Yes, clothes were my first priority,
then Cage, then a phone. After using the bathroom, I found the drawer with all
of Cage ’ s t-shirts. Picking the first one
had me wearing one of his favorites; a vintage, black Led Zeppelin t-shirt that
came to rest about mid-thigh.
    When I opened his bedroom door, I
heard the soft sounds of a piano that got louder as I made my way downstairs.
The sound taking me back to all the times Cage played for me when no one else
was around. He was so musically talented, but he hated that anyone knew. His
parents constantly wanted to parade those talents in front of their friends and
relatives, but Cage just wanted to play for himself. His piano was how he wrote
all of his songs, working out the melody to make sure it was just right. Even
in high school he was piecing together music and phrases that fit how he felt
or what he was