Nate got out of the truck and followed her toward the porch, unable to stop himself from admiring her perfect ass. She was all grown up, all right.
His apprehension continued to climb as they headed upstairs. Though it was only nine-thirty, the house was bathed in darkness. The Andersons lived in a small suite on the main floor, and they must have turned in already. Nate’s pulse sped up when Charlotte opened the door to her room and gestured for him to come inside.
He hesitated in the doorway. “What are we doing, Charlie?”
Her mouth quirked. “Catching up.”
A little alarm went off in his head. “Why don’t you want to talk about what happened between us?”
“Because it’s in the past. I told you, Nate, I got over it a long time ago.” Her green eyes twinkled. “Are you just going to lurk there in the doorway?”
He took a step forward then halted again. “Are you trying to seduce me?” Both anticipation and dread accompanied the question.
“Would it bother you if I was?”
The teasing look on her beautiful face made his cock twitch. “I don’t know.”
“You don’t know?” The tease became a taunt. “Come on, Nate, you were never one to mince words. Tell me, do you want to be seduced?”
His entire mouth went as dry as sawdust. Who was this woman and where had his Charlotte gone? As a teenager, she’d never been this forward. He’d made every move in their relationship, including that final one that resulted in the two of them lying naked on a blanket by the lake.
“Here’s the thing,” the new Charlotte said in the old Charlotte’s familiar throaty voice. “Like I said before, my life is hectic. I don’t have a lot of time for, you know, fun stuff. And chances are that won’t change in the near future since I’m going on tour early next week. So I figured as long as I’m here…”
“You want to do some fun stuff,” he finished. “With me.”
“With you,” she confirmed.
He gulped.
Charlotte took a few steps toward him. “Come on, Nate, you know you want to say yes. And I can assure you, I’m much more experienced than I was with you.”
A hot blade of guilt sliced into him, which she must have picked up on because she waved a careless hand.
“In the past,” she reiterated.
Before he could respond, she moved even closer. Her hands dropped to his waistband, and he sucked in a breath then released a ragged burst of air when she unsnapped the button of his trousers and tugged on the zipper.
And Nate did what any healthy red-blooded male would do when a beautiful woman was trying to take off his pants.
He let her.
There was no mistaking his arousal as his pants hit the floor. His erection, long and thick, rose in full salute, pushing eagerly against his boxer-briefs.
“Say yes,” she murmured once again.
His throat was so tight he couldn’t say anything.
Taking his silence as a cue to continue, Charlotte slowly sank down to her dainty knees, gripped the elastic of his briefs and yanked. The second his cock was exposed, Charlotte’s mouth devoured it.
Nate groaned at the moist heat surrounding him. Holy fuck. Only back for a couple of hours, and she already had her lips clamped around his dick. The most incredible sensations rippled through his body, the pleasure so intense, he found himself thrusting deeper. Moaning, Charlotte took him as far as he could go, lapping at his shaft with her tongue, her head bobbing up and down as she worked on him.
She sucked his tip, kissed it then brought a hand down to caress his balls. Every muscle in his body went taut with arousal. He was dangerously close to losing it here, and her husky moans and soft, slurping sounds only brought him closer to the edge.
“You taste so good,” she whispered, her breath fanning over his engorged head.
Nate shuddered and dropped his hands to her head to keep her still. When she tried to take him back into her mouth, he fisted her red hair and groaned again. “Don’t. I’m three seconds away from coming, baby.”
Her soft laughter danced over his tip. “So?”
“So I don’t want this to be over yet.”
Charlotte’s fingers slid down to cup his sac. “You’re still young, baby. I’m sure you can muster up the energy for a second round.”
And with that, she sucked him so deep his legs almost gave out. Climax barreled down his spine, seized his balls and exploded in his groin. He came fast, hard, then faster and harder as Charlotte swallowed every last drop of his release.
Fucking hell.
Wheezing for air, Nate tangled his fingers in her silky hair and let her milk him dry. The only other time he’d experienced a climax this intense had been fifteen years ago. With Charlotte.
It would always be Charlotte, wouldn’t it?