My Best Friend's Sister ! ENGLOT

Chapter 8

I wake up the next morning to the sweet smell of lavender invading my nose. My cock is painfully hard, and I feel something pressed right against it. My hand is laced with what feels like another hand, and my other hand is wrapped tightly around the person I seem to be sharing this bed with. I open my eyes to see Charlotte sleeping soundly next to me, my much larger body curled around her petite one. My right arm is resting underneath her neck, as our fingers are intertwined. My left hand rests protectively around her stomach, and my face is almost completely submerged in her mass of curls.

I try to detangle myself from her, but she whimpers, squeezes my hand harder, and pushes herself further onto me. I'm not sure if she's awake and consciously teasing the hell out of me, but I wish she would wake up to put me out of my morning wood misery. I press a kiss to her neck and nibble gently on her earlobe.

Maybe this is a good time for another orgasm.

I smile to myself as I let my hand disappear underneath the covers and down her body. I wrap my hand around her left thigh and spread her legs, propping her left leg up slightly. I slip my left hand between her legs and slowly stroke her center through her tiny cotton shorts.

Fuck, she's wet.

My cock twitches as the vision of running my tongue through her folds, collecting her juices on my tongue, flashes through my mind. I hear her moan in her sleep, and the sound is music to my growing erection. I slip my hand under the waistband, finding the silky material of her panties. I pluck the string once, letting it snap against her skin, and I feel her hand tighten around mine.

Someone's awake, I think.

I slide my fingers under the silk, not wanting to go another second without touching her pussy. I press two fingers to her clit and begin to stroke her gently. She's getting wetter with every swipe of my fingers through her folds, and it doesn't take long for her to start rubbing her ass against my cock in rhythm with my fingers.

Fucking hell, she's going to make me come.

"Charlotte." I press my nose against her neck and inhale her sweet fragrance. "Do you want to come?"

Her eyes flutter open, and I can see the worry lines forming instantly in her forehead. She scrunches her nose and squeezes her eyes shut before letting them open again. She turns her head slowly, and I smile at her. "But I want you to come too."

I don't have a chance to respond when I feel her hand that isn't interlaced with mine reach behind her and begin to palm me through Mew's sweatpants she had given me to sleep in last night. She squeezes hard, and I hiss in response before sinking my teeth into her shoulder. "I want to touch you," she whispers. "Your bare cock."

The word cock falling from Charlotte's lips is almost enough to make me explode. "Go for it."

"I've never...," she trails off.

"I know." I bite down on her earlobe, and she squirms as my fingers haven't stopped their ministrations on the sensitive bundle of nerves at the apex of her thighs. She slides her hand up and down my dick, adding pressure with every stroke. "Fuck, Charlotte." I squeeze my eyes shut, knowing that if she doesn't stop, I'm going to come all over myself. "Just you touching me makes me feel like I'm going to explode," I murmur against her skin.

She lets out a sigh, and I can already feel the precum leaking from the tip of my dick in response.

I'm gliding in and out of her with ease at this point, as her juices are completely soaking my fingers. "I can't wait to taste this pretty pussy, Charlotte."