Chapter 22 - Charlie (Part 1)

If this was a dream, then Charlie was hoping he never had to wake up again.

However, the feeling of Morgan's warm hands running slowly over his legs was too good not to be real. Totally delivered, even though she didn't know what he was planning to do, her panties were already ruined by the time he placed his feet over each of her shoulders. Shifting her hips so that she was even more exposed to his gaze, Charlie moaned softly, loving the savagery with which he had thrown all the remnants of her dinner onto the floor, the smoldering expression of desire that had taken over his entire face. and, most of all, those intense eyes, riveted on her, as if he could devour her at any moment. And only she knew how much she wanted him to devour her.

Still caressing her legs as if he wasn't in a hurry, Morgan ended up working his way down to the inside of her thighs, starting to run his fingers over them so gently she even felt a tickle, except when he tried to get close to where her panties wer