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Charlie
Trick’s apartmenthas a way nicer shower than I imagined.
Not that I imagined his shower...For as long as I’ve worked at Trick’s, and as much time as I spent with the man himself, both in and out of work, I’ve never actually been in his apartment. We usually hang at the bar, unless we’re catching a movie or hanging at the coffee shop down the road.
But as he presses me against the tile wall, and I arch back into his touch, I take a second to notice that this rainfall shower head is pretty fucking awesome.
Then he grips my hips, forcing my legs to spread wider, and all shower admirations cease immediately.
“You want this, Charlie?”
“Yes,” I moan. My ass trembles in his grip, as I wait for him to enter me from behind. I’m wet and ready and aching for him. But he keeps taking his sweet time, drawing out the pleasure.
“Hands on the wall, baby,” he commands, and I happily oblige.
He reaches around to my front and grazes my stomach with his hand. His touch is both gentle and electric and I cry out when he teases my clit.
“Yea, that’s it. Come on my hand, Charlie-girl. Give it up for me one more time and I’ll--”
He doesn’t even finish his sentence before I cry out with ecstasy as yet another release rolls through me.
The sensations pulse through my core, and when I feel him enter me, I swear I’m about to black out. “God, you feel so good,” I pant.
“Jesus, Charlie. I can’t get enough of you. I want to stay right here like this forever.”
“Same,” I murmur, my cheek pressed to the tile as he rocks into me again and again, finally crying out his completion.
I melt into him as he washes me gently with a cloth and then turns the water off. He wraps me in a soft fluffy towel, but the sensation is almost too much for my over-stimulated skin. We shuffle into the bedroom, both of us eager to get under the covers.
“Arms up, baby,” I hear him say the words, and I lift my arms as he slides a soft, worn tee over my body.
I give in to sleep as Trick tucks me into the fold of his body and whispers, “Sleep tight, Charlie-girl.”
