EroticReverie

Charlotte

"Didn't even peek." I say, teasing Kane slightly after telling him to open his eyes. It was only nine at night, but my parents were already asleep, after we'd sat with them all evening, watching television with them as they dozed off, off and on. Kane stayed. Talked to them with me. Him and my father aruging over our states football team as they watched the game together. My emotions were all over the place tonight. From wanting to cry, because I didnt think I'd ever seen the day, the man I loved, sat with my father, watching a football game together. To wanting to pull Kane into my room and make out with him for simply just being here. It's such a simple thing. Yet, so many people just aren't THERE for people. But Kane is. He's there for me. Here for me now. 

"If Im going to see you naked Charlie Girl, it's going to be my hands that undress you." he says and I lick my lips, trying to ignore the way that comment flows through me and right between my legs. 

"oh..okay." I say, suddenly nervous. He just gives me a small smile , already on my bed, in nothing but boxers. But under my covers. Kane King was in my bed nearly naked and I wasnt sure what the hell to do about it. I know he's the one for me. I knew it in highschool, just as I know it now. There's nobody else, there's never been anyone that makes me feel the way he does just by simply looking at me. 

"Come to fucking bed Charlie Girl." he says. "Unless you sleep standing up?" he teases and I chew my lip. 

"why am I nervous right now?" I ask it out loud. Because, I wanted him to know. That yeah, I'm fucking nervous. 

"Dunno, come over here and we'll figure it out." he says and pats the bed. 

"I'm afraid of what happens if I get in that bed next to you." I say as I stand there in an old t shirt from our Highschool, that only just covers my ass, with a pair of plain, boring white underwear. God, should I have changed my underwear? I had lacy thing. Fuck, I should have put on different underwear. 

"nothings gonna happen, but me holding you and us going to sleep." He says. 

Oh, I believed him. I believed this patient and sweet man had nothing but good intentions in accpeting my request for him to stay with me tonight. Because not once has Kane King ever made me feel pressured to do anything I didnt want to do. When we were together in highschool, his hand didnt wander to a single place on my body unless it was my hand that urged it there. He knew I was a virgin and didn't ever even bring it up. Never asked when I would want to have sex, or why we couldnt. He simply enjoyed my company. And the occasional make out. 

Since I left, I've dated men. And they didn't have the same patience with me. Constantly trying to get me to go all the way. I wanted to have sex.....just not with them. And I realize that now , looking at Kane. It's always been him. He's my person. 

"Baby, please fucking come over here, i need you in these arms Charlie" he says it like he's begging to fuck me. Like holding me in his arms is just as good as sex. And it is. Not that I know what sex is like yet, but those arms, they're the best. 

I make my feet move from where I'm standing, and sit on the bed, swinging my legs up onto the bed as he lifts the covers.

"thank fucking god, c'mere baby" he says and then is reaching over and tugging me to his side. He doesnt turn and nestle his cock against me, or try to turn me and spoon me so he can nudge himself against my ass. He just tucks his big arm around me and my head goes to his chest, my arm sliding over his torso. 

His mouth presses a kiss to my head. 

"now why are you nervous?" he asks, whispering against my head. I shrug. 

"I don't know." I say after a moment.

"you still nervous?" he asks. 

I nod. 

"What can I do to change that feeling?" he asks. 

"It's not a bad feeling." I say. my heart thudding in my chest, and his thumping under my hand that rests over it. 

"Your heart is beating so fast." I tell him.

"Kinda does that when you're around." he says. "Or when I think about you." 

I rub his chest slightly and tilt my head back against his arm and he tilts his head down to look at me. 

"mine does too...for you." I say and he smiles. 

"Best news I've heard in a long time Charlie. " he says and I smile softly. My eyes roaming his features. Light brown dirty blonde hair, the stubble on his sharp jawline and over his lip, his blue eyes. My finger hand lifts and I graze a single fingertip from his jaw near his ear, down along the edge of his jaw to his chin. I hum softly as the stubble tickles my finger. 

"Charlie." he says. 

"yeah?" I ask, mesmerized by him. 

"You're looking at me like you love me baby" he whispers and my eyes lift. 

"it's the way I've always look at you Kane." I say. Saying what he wants to hear without actually saying it. and again, ever the patient man, he doesnt try to force the words. 

Our eyes locked, he his hands to my face and I close my eyes exhale a slow easy breath as his fingers brush along the side of my side of my neck, while his thumb strokes my cheek.

"open your eyes and keep looking at me Charlie Girl" he whispers and my eyes are heavy with the relief of being in his arms and his touch on my face. But I open them.

"never stop looking at me like this Charlie...never." he whispers and I keep my eyes on his. 

"okay" I say softly. His lips tip up slightly. His thumb still on my cheek, stroking it softly. 

"nobody has ever looked at me the way you do Charlie Girl...nobody has ever made me feel the way you do when you have those eyes on me" he says and I slip my hand from his heart up his chest, and my eyes flit to his chest and his neck where my hand lands, sliding around the side of it, my eyes lift back to his. 

"How does it make you feel?" I ask him.

"Cant describe it." he exhales. 

"try" I whisper and his jaw clenches and he takes a deep inhale and exhales slowly and my eyes go to his mouth and back to his eyes. 

"Remember the day we met?" he asks and I smile softly.

"yeah" I answer.

"you were wearing that blue sweater...the fuzzy one..." he says and I smile a bit more. my lips lifting higher. 

"i remember" I say. 

"Looking back on that day...i can remember how great your tits looks in that sweater....how hot your ass looked in your jeans when you walked away after giving me your number...I can remember that cotton candy perfume floating in the fucking air...and the smell of your cocunut shampoo...I can remember that you were wearing that glossy shit on your lips" he says and I laugh now, my body shaking with the little laugh. Kane King was not a fan of lip gloss.

"It was watermelon lip gloss, it was my favorite" I say. 

"Not mine." he says and I laugh and bury my face in chest. 

"Your lips always tasted sweeter without it." he says and I hum, my laughter fading and I lift my head. 

"But you know what I remember most about that day Charlie Girl?" he asks and I shake my head slightly. 

"I took one look at you. Just one fuckin look. And I knew you were going to be the only girl I ever fell in love with. One look ....those eyes on me....and I was fucking done baby. I fell in love with you so fucking hard in that moment. Those eyes told me everything I needed to know. That you were gonna be my girl. That I wanted those eyes looking at me the rest of my life. The way you look at me...there's nothing better. I just want to lay here forever, just like this, with just you lookin at me Charlie Girl. Because you made my heart beat so fucking hard...and it hasnt fucking stopped Charlie. Not for a fuckin second. The way you looked at me then...the way you looked at me when we were together...the way you're looking at me now....i feel so fucking lucky to have a woman as perfect as you...looking at a man like me, the way you do."  he says and my eyes are watering, my lip trembling slightly. 

His thumb slips over my lip. 

"When you look at me...I feel so fucking seen Charlie... cause you dont see me like everyone else...never did...you looked right fuckin inside me baby...stole my fucking soul with those eyes...my heart....stole every single fucking part of me...in one single second...that one fucking look....my life changed the second I laid eyes on you....the feeling i get when you look at me...ill never be able to put it into words...but it's a great fucking feeling Charlie...beacuse you dont look at anyone else the same way....trust me....i've watched...my selfish young ass, would always watch how you looked at people...cause i didnt want anyone else to be as lucky as me...to have you look at them this way....and i hate that other guys have had you look at them like-"

"i only look at you this way Kane." I cut him off. "I've only ever look at you like this." I say and he nods, bringing his forehead to mine, our noses touching. 

"I cant look at anyone else this way....never wanted to...it's only ever been you Kane" I say softly and he exhales loudly. 

"I'm gonna ask a favor Charlie Girl" he says and I nod.

"Okay" I whisper.

"Kiss me baby." he whispers. 

And I do.