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632 pages, Kindle Edition
First published March 31, 2020
"I want to touch you," she repeated. "But, can you just- can you tell me what to do?"
"It just so happens -" Charlotte spun them, and started walking Sutton backwards until her knees hit her mattress, and she sat down. Charlotte ducked her head, brown curls curtaining the two of them, as she leaned to nip at Sutton's earlobe. "That I love telling people what to do."
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"Hey there. I saw your profile and you look really interesting - and hot. Do you wannahook upmeet up sometime?"
"My, that is one of the less subtle approaches I've received on here, I must say."
Charlotte: "Tell me, why did your friend deem it necessary to create this account and send messages from you that seem to be more suggestive than you would like?"
Sutton: "She thinks I need to get out more, I guess. And she thinks that I should, um, go out and hook up with someone."
Charlotte: "And is that not what you want?"
Sutton: "I - well, no. Not that I don't want to ever meet someone, it's just...I'm not wanting to go out and find a hook up for just the sake of hooking up. You know?"
Charlotte: "Unfortunately, that is where you and I differ. Which is a shame, I might add."
➥ Charlotte is my fucking girl. She's beyond charming and unfairly elegant. She's flirty and hot, every time she smiles or smirks I let out an audible scream. Her confidence and her demeanor oozes through the pages and I couldn't get enough of her and Sutton's interactions. She's kind and caring, but also strong and success-driven. She works her ass off at her job and deserves more than this world could ever give her. And as lovely and strong as I find her, her weak moments of vulnerability just hit you so hard. When she finally gives in to getting taken care of, when she expresses her emotions, her love for Sutton, my heart all but falls out of my chest with a plop to the ground. Genuinely one of the best female love interests I've ever encountered. Did I mention that she calls Sutton "sweetheart", "sweet girl", and "darling"???? I'm disgustingly in love with her, seriously.
➥ Sutton is such an angel. She's so sweet and innocent but in a kind, good-hearted way. She, too, deserves better than this world could ever give her, which makes her absolutely perfect for Charlotte. (Maybe I'm better suited, actually, but whatever.) She's honest, so caring and she's currently studying english literature at uni. Not only that, but she also has moments of her own when she's in the more commanding position over Charlotte, which were, just mmm.
1: God, of course Sutton blushed like that. In another situation, Charlotte might have found it cute. Actually, she did find it cute.
2: She didn't realise that she'd inched in until she was close enough to see the way Sutton's eyelashes fluttered, casting light shadows over her cheeks. She had freckles this close, Charlotte realised, and god, it was be so easy to just lean in.
1: Charlotte looked at her inquisitively as she reached up to take Sutton's hand with her own. She was so warm, Sutton thought, dimly, as she spoke softly, "Darling, take a deep breath and tell me whatever it is that you're trying to say."
2: Before she slid her eyes to fix on Charlotte's and her heart pounded in her chest at the heat in them, before Sutton took in another one of those strength-gathering breaths. "So, you know everything. And you kissed me."
"I did," she murmured, and the fact of the matter was that she truthfully had no resolve left.
3: Grinding her leg slowly against her, she bent down so that she could press a series of kisses down Sutton's jaw, before she reached her lips. And she leaned in enough to brush their mouths together, breathing the same heavy air, as Suttons hips started working in a slow matching rhythm with her, murmuring, "You're very beautiful, Sutton."
It was only when Charlotte licked her now swollen lips, eyes dripping, that Sutton even realized Charlotte had somehow unbuttoned her shirt without her even noticing. When her gaze flew back to Charlotte's, wondering, "When...?"
All she got in return was a mischievous smirk that somehow turned her on even more, because it should be illegal to be that attractive. Sutton was sure of it.
Then Charlotte shrugged, before she winked. "You'll learn."
Rather than a complete lapse of control, Charlotte leaned forward again. But paused when she felt Sutton eagerly lean in as well. She could feel Sutton's breath against her cheek, and she closed her eyes, as she whispered, "You are such a smart woman, Sutton, but so wrong."
She thought of the desire that was evident on Charlotte's face as she took her in, murmuring, "So, you wore this -" She hooked her finger into the lacy cup of Sutton's bra. "For me?"
Though her brain felt like it was short-circuiting again and her breath left her in a rush, she nodded. "I wanted to look nice," she murmured, in place of the voice in her head that belonged to Regan telling her to 'show off'.
"You do," Charlotte assured her, stepping closer so that her tank top rubbed against Sutton's bare stomach, and she felt goosebumps erupt from the contact. "But just so you know, you don't need to wear anything special when we do this."
Sutton was about to nod again even as she felt slightly dizzy with how hard her heart was pounding from Charlotte's proximity. Because - they were just friends. She wasn't Charlotte's girlfriend, trying to impress her with matching bra and underwear.
But then Charlotte's hands were on her waist, then scratching around to her back as she brings her mouth to Sutton's ear. First she sucked on the lobe and she felt her knees weaken before Charlotte's words were roughly whispered, "Because it's just going to end up on my floor."
In the background of the blood roaring in her ears, she realized that she could feel Charlotte's smirk against her skin, just before she moved down to stroke her tongue over the hollow of Sutton's throat.
"So, I'm not the only one of us who was...jealous," she murmured, taking a step closer to Sutton.
Her heart skipped a beat, and she swallowed hard, glad that Charlotte admitted to it, first. It made it easier to say, knowing it was allowed.
"Well. She is very pretty," she whispered, "And, um, dedicated. Wealthy. Influential," she listed the only highlights of what she could remember from the articles she'd read, but it was a bit difficult to think when Charlotte was so close to her now that she could feel her warmth through her dress.
"True," Charlotte agreed. She lifted her fingers and walked them over Sutton's hip, trailing her eyes down Sutton's body and then back up, her eyes hungry. "In all honesty, there's no one who could quite distract all of my attention from you."
Her heart jumped, heat sliding through her at the admission. How did Charlotte make her feel this want with just a look? She could feel the fingers on her hip grip tighter and she pushed into it.
"Yeah?" She could hear her own breathlessness, but she couldn't control that. Not when Charlotte pressed even closer, her breasts brushing against Sutton's, her breath hot against her jaw.
She reached out to Charlotte's waist, stroking over the curve there that was just barely highlighted in her dress.
Charlotte leaned up, stopping just a breath away from Sutton. Her warm breath washed over Sutton's mouth and she parted them, ducking her head to try to connect their lips.
But Charlotte pulled back. Just a hair, just enough to evade her kiss. Her body pressed against Sutton's, her hand tightening on her hip even more as her other stroked up Sutton's bare shoulder.
...
"Do you want me, darling?" Charlotte's voice dipped, to the timber she had when telling Sutton what she wanted during sex, when she cried her name as she came.
"Charlotte," she breathed, a whimper falling from her mouth. "Kiss me."
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