Page 12 of Charmed

“I love the community center. The kids there.”

“I’ll take care of it.” He leans more into my hand.

“I don’t want to think about that right now.” I want him to kiss me again but this time without stopping. After telling him everything I feel lighter. He didn’t look at me like he pitied me. He still has that same look of want for me on his face.

“Thank you for telling me.” He turns his face, kissing my palm.

“Told you I would answer anything you asked me.”

“Do you want to stay here tonight?”

“Yes,” I say instantly. I think I’d stay anywhere he is.

Chapter Six


I close my eyes for a moment to soak in her sweet words. I gave her the option, but I don’t think I would have let her leave if she asked. She doesn’t feel like she belongs anywhere. I’m going to show her how wrong she is. How she’s made it all this time without someone trying to take her as their own, I have no fucking clue.

It sounds like this Mr. Barton was about to, though. I’m going to be handling that as soon as I get a moment without her in earshot.

My little spitfire has so much passion and sweetness mixed together. When she talked about the community center and the kids, I knew she was a survivor. When I was in the Marines I might have been fighting a war, but she was fighting one of her very own.

She wouldn’t be fighting any longer. Another thing I would be taking care of for her. She slides her hand around my neck as I step between her legs, making room for myself.

“I take what I want,” I warn her.

“And you want me.”

“Like nothing I’ve ever wanted in my life.” More than my next breath. There is nothing that could pull her from me right now. She wraps her legs around me, giving me more of her body.

“I’ve never done this before.”

“Been in a relationship? Me either. Never had the time or desire,” I admit.

“I’ve had a few boyfriends.” My hands tighten on her hips. She lets out a little laugh at my jealousy. “Don’t act like you’re a virgin.”

“It’s been a very long time, Charlie.” Longer than I care to admit. I can’t even remember it, if I’m honest. Nor do I care to think about it. All I want to think about or remember is being with her. “I’ve never ever done a relationship, but this between us is more than that.” I let her know. This isn’t some high school boyfriend-girlfriend bullshit. She belongs to me now. Forever. She’ll never be free of me.

“I meant had sex.” Her cheeks turn a soft pink. I pull her toward me by her hips. A primal need rushes back to me like I had earlier today when she ran from me. She lets out a little moan as she shifts her hips, rubbing her pussy against my hard cock that is now painful after her confession.

“Tell me you want this.” I fight myself from moving. I need her words. She tilts her head to the side, giving me a small smile. Her blonde ringlets fall off her bare shoulder. It’s been driving me crazy all night. I want my mouth there. To leave little marks to show it belongs to me.

“I want whatever this is.”

I pick her up. “I’ll make this everything you could ever want if you let me.” Before she can respond I take her mouth in a deep kiss and move us through the house. I’m pretty sure I knock shit off the wall and a table in the hallway as I carry her. I ignore it all. Right now there is only her and me. The rest of the world fades away.

I look down at her while she’s laid out on my bed, her blonde curls falling all around her. She looks like an angel, but I know she has fire inside her.

“You’re so big.” She runs her hands up my chest. Desire sparks in her eyes as she squeezes her legs around me. Her words calm me, reminding me once again how big our size difference is and how I need to handle her with care. The last thing I want is to send her running, because god knows what would happen if I had to chase her down again. I’d likely lose it this time.

I stroke her cheek. “I’ll go slow. I’ll always take care of you.” I lean down, kissing her bare shoulder. I trail kisses and small bites up and down her neck until our mouths meet once again for a deep kiss, giving her a taste of what is about to come.

I pull my mouth from hers and with a tug I rip her shirt down the center, exposing her breasts to me. Next I go for her pants and panties, tossing them away, leaving her on display for me, all laid out for my taking. I don’t know how I got so lucky to have her, but I’m keeping her. She is my little charm.