Sensing that I'm lying, Jessica adds, "Yeah, she's a big girl. I think she needs to lie down anyways. Will, come on! You owe me a date with the tables. Let's go gamble."
Before Will can say anything he's being dragged out by Jessica, leaving Troy and I alone at the table. He eyes me, finishing his drink, and getting up from the table. Helping me get up from my chair, I fall into his arms and lean on him while we walk to the elevator.
"Charlotte!" Damn you, big brother. "You sure you're going to be okay?" I nod. "Then why is Troy taking you? I can do it."
"Stop making a big deal about this," I tell him. "Go to the tables with Jessica. I don't want her alone and if Jim finds out she went off alone, he'll go nuts."
"Fine. But you call me if you need something." He looks at Troy and they stare at one another for a few moments. "Troy, remember what we talked about." Troy nods and Will looks at me again. "Okay then." He watches us leave and get on the elevator. It's quiet between us. I'm wrapping my head around what I need to do. When the elevator dings we walk off and head towards my room. Taking the room key from my hand he slides the card in and opens the door for me.
"We finally have alone time and it doesn't feel right."
"I know," he runs his fingers through his hair. "It's bullshit. I tried talking to him today and of course he doesn't listen."
"Enough about Will. I want sexy time with my sexy boyfriend."
"Boyfriend?" He smirks.
"As long as you're okay with that, then yes, you're my boyfriend and I'm your girlfriend."
"Of course."
I stand on my tippy toes and press my lips against his cheek. He holds me close to his body and the heat between us intensifies.
"You can watch TV or something. I'm going to use the bathroom." I hurry out of his arms and rush to the bathroom. I've been waiting for this day since I was sixteen. Everything needs to be perfect. Giving myself another look over I tell myself I can do this and remember what I want.
I want Troy.
Stepping out of the bathroom I see him on the bed with his suit jacket off and shirt untucked. Licking my lips, I slowly walk to him. Standing at the end of the bed, facing him, neither of us says anything. His eyes burn into me, making me feel sexy and strong. He wants this too.
Reaching behind me I slowly unzip my dress and let it fall to the floor. I hear his groan when he sees what I'm wearing. Touching my boobs over my lacy black bra, my right hand slides down my body playing with my lacy black G-string.
Troy gets up and grabs my hips, taking me in his arms, pressing his lips against mine. His tongue invades my mouth and I moan, letting him know I want him so bad. He rubs his cock against me. Shit, it feels so good.
Pushing me on the bed, he kneels down, kissing my calves and pushing my legs apart. His hot smoldering eyes lock onto mine as he sucks on me hard. My hips lift off the bed and I'm moaning so loud. My hands are in his hair and I don't want him to stop. Words leave my lips and I'm not sure what I'm saying. I think it's a mix of oh my God and you're the best, don't ever stop. I can feel myself about to come when I hear a knock on the door and Will's voice.
"Charlotte, it's me. Open the door."
Troy's head pops up. Our eyes are wide and neither of us knows what to do.
"Closet," I mouth and get up to grab my tee shirt. Watching him race to the closet, I put on my shirt and open the door. "Will? Jessica?" I sleepily ask. "What's wrong?"
"Nothing." He comes in and looks around. "Be back."
Jessica looks at me and mouths I tried. I'm sorry.
Before I can say anything he disappears into the bathroom and comes out a few moments later. "You alone?"
"Ah, yeah," I tell him. "What's up?"
"Huh," he says. "Okay then."
"Will?"
"Did Troy walk you to the door?" I nod. "Did he try anything?" I shake my head. "You know I love you right?"
"Yes, of course."
"I want the best for you, Charlotte."
I sigh. "Yes, I get it."
"Good. I just want you to make the right decisions."
"I know." I lean down and give my brother a hug. "You can go now."
"Okay, fine. Jess, do you want to head back down to the casino?"
"Yeah," she says and gives me a wink before leaving. Once the two are gone I slide down the wall and burst out laughing.
"Not funny," Troy states. "Fuck, your brother has issues."
"Okay, enough about my brother and more about what I want you to do to me."
Chapter 28
Troy
"Do it," she breathes out in a low and lustful voice. It's all I need to hear.
Placing my hands on her face and cupping her cheeks, I see her body relax and a sigh escapes her lips. Then my hands wander down her body, lifting the shirt off and staring at perfection. Then I reach behind her and unclasp her bra, seeing her boobs and hardened nipples. I pull her to me, pressing my lips to hers, knowing I'm never going to stay away from her. She's fucking mine and I don't give a shit about Will. I know I can make her happy and she'll never again know what it's like to be unloved.
Her lips are soft and greedy, itching for more, so I deeply and possessively kiss her. Twirling my tongue with hers elicits a sexy moan, and my hands find her ass, picking her up and placing her against the wall. She wraps her long legs around my waist and rubs her pussy against my body.
"Troy," she gasps, begging for more with her kiss and throbbing pussy. "I need you so bad."
Hearing my name and what she needs, I carry her to the bed and turn her body around so we're facing the mirror. Taking her soft hair in my hands I tightly pull and hear her moan.
Pulling a little tighter, I kiss her bare back down to her ass. She loudly moans and touches her boob with her hand.
"Do you know why I'm clenching your hair and savoring each kiss to your body?"
"Because you want it hard? You want to fuck me into oblivion?"
"Yes," I tell her, nipping on her shoulder. "But I also want to pull your hair while I'm fucking you. I want to fuck you like this in front of the mirror so you can see how sexy you look while you're moaning my name and screaming for more. I want to own your pussy and make it ache for just me."
"Oh God," she moans, looking into the mirror and giving me a smirk. "What makes you think I'll like that?"
"Oh sweet girl, I know you will. Remember, I know your pussy and I know what makes you come. I know what makes your body hum with ecstasy." My fingers trace her back while still holding onto her hair. "You like it rough. Tell me I'm wrong."
"You're not wrong."
"That's what I thought."
Sliding my tongue on her soft skin my fingers rub her wet clit. "Are you thinking about me fucking you right now?" She moans a yes and turns over so we're facing each other. "What are you doing?"
A smirk plays on her face as she pushes me off and switches position. Looking at her on top of me she slowly unbuttons my pants and slides them down along with my boxer briefs. Taking off my shirt she leans down, pushing her boobs in my face, and rubbing herself on my hard dick.
"Tell me what you want to do to me."
"First, I want to put your pussy on my face so I can suck on that clit. I want you to lift yourself up and rub yourself over my mouth, spread your legs wide and play with your nipples."
She slowly makes her way up my body and places what I want to taste on my lips. Her body melts into me so easily as I claim her with my mouth, over and over. I want to always make it good for her. I want to always make her scream and moan.
"You taste so sweet," I whisper against her. This addicting taste will never get old. Hell, it's so good. I could taste her all night and never get tired of it.
"Troy, please," she begs. I look at her in the mirror and her mouth is shaped in a perfect O. Her hair's wild and her fingers are in her mouth while her other hand is twisting and kneading her nipple. Fuck, what a damn sexy sight.
Sinking my tongue into her, I watch her orgasm and I'm ready to take her. Tearing myself away I push her back down my body and lift her hips up so I can slowly enter her. Riding my cock, she leans back holding onto my legs, bouncing up and down.
"Fuck, you're so wet."
"Only for you," she moans. "You make it so good. Ahhh . . . it feels so, ohmyGod, yes."
Needing to fuck her from behind we switch positions and I make her stare at us in the mirror as I enter her and pull her hair. Her head tilts back and her eyes are closed.
"Open your eyes," I demand. "I want you to watch me fuck you. I want you to watch your orgasm and remember how good we are."
I spend a moment meeting her eyes in the mirror. This is where I need to be; this is where I belong. Realizing how much I love her and how much I care, everything is falling into place. She's the only thing I need to remain steady. I'm in love with Charlotte Maxey and I'm never letting her go.