Chapter 4 Passion Filled.

Damian. “Mmmm.” Charlotte stifled her moans, her palm over her mouth. “Does it hurt?” I asked her and she shook her head. However, I could see the sweat breaking on her forehead. “Tap me on the tight if it does.” Slowly, I eased myself into her, pausing slowly with every inch that went in. Gracious heavens. She was so tight, and it felt like I would come right away. Soon, I was all in, and seeing the look on Charlotte's face, my heart swelled with pleasure. She looked so good, so filled up and aroused. “Let me hear you.” I groaned, my voice high with passion. She was so tight around me, and I didn't want to see her swallow her moans. Trashing down to the swell of her chest, I pinched her right nipple, and Charlotte let out a shrill cry of pleasure. Yes. That was like it. Exactly what I wanted. Her moans were music to my ears. Slowly, I built up the pace, and I saw the pleasure spread over Charlotte's face. I knew that look. It was shifting from pain to pleasure. “Are you okay?” I half groaned and Charlotte nodded. The room was foggy, and I could smell our juices in the air. “So fucking pretty.” “Damian.” Charlotte moaned out my name. She was almost there, and so was I. Few seconds later, we both came undone and I spilled my seeds into the rubber. I slowly eased away from Charlotte and lay by her side, holding her like she would disappear anytime. We basked in post coitus bliss for a few moments, and I noticed the weariness on Charlotte's face. She looked like she was going to fall asleep anytime soon, but I couldn't allow that. At least, not yet. I needed to clean her up and help her change into comfortable clothings. “Where are you going?” Charlotte asked wearily. “Oh, I guess one night stands do not cuddle.” She muttered and I chuckled. Where had she learned all this? “I'll be back in a bit.” I smiled at her before brushing my lips over hers. I could get addicted and refuse to let her go if she didn't stop being so adorable. I disappeared into the bathroom and prepared a warm bath, then I came back to the room and grabbed Charlotte's hand, trying to pick her up. “I do not want to stand up.” She whined and I grinned at her. “Let's get you cleaned up, Lottie.” I winked at her as I gathered her in my arms. Sluggishly, she got comfortable in my arms and I walked to the bathroom. There, I dropped her in the tub and then returned to the room. I wanted the water to soothe her bones. It would help her reduce the sore tomorrow. Returning to the room, I stripped the bloodstained sheets off the bed, picked her clothes we had thrown around the room, and took it to the laundry room. After turning on the machine, I allowed it to spin and then returned to Charlotte. There,I helped her wash her body, teasing her from time to time, but didn't take it too far. The last thing I wanted was her being all sore after her first time. Maybe if there is a next time, I would take pleasure in watching her reach peak pleasure over and over again. A few moments later, I rinsed the soap off her body and then draped a bathing robe over her body. All this while, Charlotte didn't say or do anything. It seemed like the effect of the alcohol had kicked in again, and I laughed at her pouting lips. She was so cute. Carrying Charlotte out of the room, I placed her on the bed and then picked out a shirt from the closet. “Put your hands out.” I smiled at her and she raised her hands sleepily. “Not up, Lottie. Sideways.” I laughed. Charlotte did like I said, and in a few seconds, I was soon buttoning up the shirt. “Thank you.” Charlotte murmured as she went to lay on the bed. The sleep was probably messing with her. “Where are you going?” She asked as I stood from the bed. “Stay with me.” “I'll be back soon. I should take a bath too.” “Mmmh.” She murmured as I draped the blanket over her. By the time I returned to the room, Charlotte had completely fallen asleep, and I slid into the bed , spooning her. I could get used to this. Earlier that evening, I had only visited the club to meet with my not so serious girlfriend. But as usual, she had bailed on me. Sandra had stood me up as usual. Well, I got my answer already. I was going to break up with her like I earlier planned. Charlotte snuggled closer to me and I was drawn back into reality. I had a totally hot girl in my bed. Right from when Charlotte walked into the club, I had my eyes on her. Though she tried to blend in with the others, she stood out in every way. Her curly blonde hair and lashes, the way she moved her body, everything was different from others. Though she radiated innocence, I hadn't expected her to be a virgin. I could only hope she wouldn't wake the next day and flip out at me for taking her first time. Perhaps, maybe we could just work something around our initial agreement and we could become more than a night stand.