Bad Company: A Fake Fiance Romance (Too Bad It's Fake Book 6) by Jamie Knight

Author:Jamie Knight [Knight, Jamie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-03-20T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Nine

Jacob

As soon as Charlotte closed the door, I knew. I mean, she could have accidentally left the door unlocked but it seemed unlikely. It was closed to give me privacy if I wanted it but not locked, in case I wanted to go in there and join her and, oh lord, did I. Especially when the water started, and I could hear her moaning. Her delighted vocalizations echoed of the porcelain surfaces.

I couldn't be sure at first, but I was sure she was thinking about me when she started saying my name. Not loudly, it was really only a whisper, but I clearly heard it between her moans and the subtle slap and smack of her fingering her tight little pussy. It was all I could do not to kick the door down and take her over the sink, but I had managed to restrain myself. I was pretty sure such a rough encounter would hurt her. It still drove me crazy knowing she was naked and wet, in more ways than one, on the other side of the door.

It didn't help much that the provided robe didn't really leave too much to the imagination.

When she came out looking embarrassed, I couldn't help but tease her a bit. Not to be mean, really, just to let her know that I knew and was interested and was up for it if she was. I wasn't sure if the message quite got across.

“Hey, look, food,” she said, going over to the table set up in the room.

“Indeed, it is. I took the liberty of ordering room service while you were, um, enjoying the shower. I mostly went by what you ordered last night. I didn't figure you were a vegetarian.”

“No, not at all,” she said, sitting at the table, the robe riding up even further on her thighs.

I got up and tried to shift my erection into a position, so it was less obvious, went over to the table, and sat down to breakfast. The awkwardness fell over us again, and we ate mostly in silence. Or at least I did.

Charlotte just played glumly with her food. Seeing that made me suddenly lose my appetite.

“Maybe I should have let you go home last night,” I commented.

“Let had nothing to do with it,” she admitted, still gazing into her plate. “I wanted to come here. To be with you. I-I can't stop thinking about you. About b-being with you. I want it so much it hurts.”

“Same here,” I said, causing her to look up in shock.

“Really?”

By way of reply, I went to her side of the table, sweeping it clear with one stroke of my arm as I did, plates and silverware clattering to the floor, causing Charlotte to jump and squeak with surprise.

Taking her firmly by the back of the neck with my good arm, I stood Charlotte up in front of me and kissed her soft and deep, pushing my tongue in as far it would go, using it to tenderly massage hers.

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