Saving Charly by Nancy Chastain

Saving Charly by Nancy Chastain

Author:Nancy Chastain [Chastain, Nancy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-02-27T16:00:00+00:00


15

Rocky

Roscoe and I walk out of the club and around the corner to a small grassy area. He walks away to take care of his business while I look up toward the roof of the club, thinking about Charly.

No woman has ever affected me the way she does. I’m at peace when I’m with her. She feels like home. Roscoe walks up and leans against me, letting me know he’s finished.

“Let’s go, boy.”

We walk back toward the club. Just before reaching the door, Roscoe lets out a deep, low growl. I search the dimly lit parking lot. I reach down and pat Roscoe on the head, not seeing anything but a stray cat. I unlock the door, and we both enter before I lock the door behind me.

A noise comes from the kitchen.

Roscoe takes off, running ahead of me. As I reach the door, I hear a scream. “Damn it, Roscoe! You scared the piss out of me.”

“Charly?” I say as I enter the kitchen.

“I’m right here.”

“Hun, what are you doing?”

“I was looking for something to eat when Roscoe came up behind me and stuck his cold nose on my ass and scared me.”

I erupt into laughter. “Let’s go back up to bed.” I reach my hand out toward her.

“Not yet. I’m starving.”

“Don’t you have anything to eat upstairs?”

She looks at me innocently. “I don’t have a car to get to the store.”

I rub my hands down my face in frustration. “Are you telling me you haven’t been out of the club since you got here?”

“You took me to the beach.”

“Tomorrow we’re going to the store, and I’m going to show you around the neighborhood.” I walk to the open fridge door. “What are you wanting to eat?”

“It’s okay. There isn’t much in here for one person. I don’t want to open anything up.” She goes to close the door.

“Charly, you own everything in there.” I step in between her and the fridge. “You are raiding your own fridge.”

The light of the fridge casts a glow on Charly’s eyes, filled with unshed tears. “Country, what’s wrong? What aren’t you telling me?”

“Let’s go back upstairs. I’m not hungry anymore.” Charly walks off with Roscoe following her.

What just happened? I ask myself as I walk back upstairs with Charly.

We walk into the apartment and Charly walks straight into the bedroom, curling up in bed.

“Hey, what’s going on?” I take off my pants and lie beside her.

“Let’s get some sleep. I’m just really tired.”

I lie on my back. Charly lays her head on my chest. I wrap my arms around her, trying to figure out what happened downstairs. After a few minutes, her breathing deepens, and I know she has fallen asleep.

I tighten my arms around Charly. She moves her thigh over my leg, curling tightly to me. My demons go quite when she touches me, I think to myself as I slowly drift off to sleep.

I’m in the middle of the most realistic erotic dream ever. A pair of full lips wrap around my hard cock, taking all of me as they swirl their tongue around the tip.



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