Chapter 246 Trent's Idea
I take a breast into my mouth and suck softly. She tastes so fucking good and if I had more time... and energy... I'd-
"Oh, God! Trent," she groans, running her fingers through my wet hair. She feels so damn good right now.
"Baby, if you keep saying my name like that, I don't know how long I'll be able to control myself," I warn.
I can't stay on my knees any longer or I'm going to end up pounding into her, and I can't. Not tonight.
I reach for her shampoo and massage her scalp. I love that she leans into me as I touch her. When the shampoo is rinsed out, I grab the conditioner and repeat the process.
When I'm satisfied, she's clean I turn off the water and grab a towel. I could give it to her to dry herself off with, but I don't. I get on my knees and pat my way from her toes up to her face before wrapping it around her body. I grab a second towel and wrap it around her head, drying out her hair as much as I can before tossing the towel over a rack.
Then I decide I probably should dry off myself I grab another towel and wipe myself down before throwing it around my waist.
"C'mon, Angel. I have something I need to talk to you about," I smile down at her.
I lead her into her room and help her sit on her bed. She practically collapses, and guilt twinges my heart. I really need her to stay up for just a few more minutes, then she can sleep.
I rummage through her drawers, because if I let her fall asleep naked next to me, I'm gonna fucking lose all my control, and there really is something important I need to talk to her about.
I grab a sleep shirt that will hit her about mid-thigh... Then I read what it says and snort. Of course she'd have something like this. It reads:
I told a chemistry joke once, but there was no reaction.
Good enough.
I know I'm already having a chemical reaction... or a biological one. Either way, I need to hurry up.
Then I grab a pair of lacy pink panties, and I have to bite back a moan. Now is not the time to be imagining ripping them from her body with my teeth!
So instead, I get on my knees and help her slip her feet through the holes and pull them up her soft skin, all the way to her hips. Why the hell am I torturing myself like this? I think I've turned into a masochist.
Then I help her slip her night shirt on over her body, and when she's fully covered, I remove her towel. I sigh in relief. At least she's covered now!
I don't actually have a change of clothes right now, so I just grab my boxers and slip them back on before I pull her into bed with me.
She curls up immediately. I'd love it if she just fell asleep right now, but we really gotta talk.
"Angel?" I whisper into her damp hair.
"Hmm?" she mumbles, cuddling into my chest. Her soft breaths are sending tingles across my skin.
I swallow hard, trying to get my aching cock to calm down... It didn't do jack shit. "Baby, I was thinking..."
"Yeah?" she blinks those mesmerizing eyes up at me again and I almost lose my train of thought.
I swallow again. "So, uh... I was thinking we should get married..." Yeah, it's not romantic, and I don't even have a ring, and this really probably is the worst time to bring this up. She's vulnerable and fragile right now. But it doesn't change the fact that I really think we should get married.
It takes a nanosecond for her focus to sharpen.
"Married?" she asks in surprise.
I'm not really surprised. I haven't really talked about it as a real thing yet. But I think... Given the circumstances...
"Yeah. Married. I was thinking we should call your family in the morning and head over to Las Vegas for a week. I don't know if you're pregnant or not. But I also know people talk. And I don't want what happened earlier to happen again. If we're married, no one can hurt you again," I try to explain my reasoning.
She blinks at me for a moment and then thinks. "Is the baby the only reason you want to marry me?"
"WHAT? NO!" I shout and then recover. "No, Angel. I told you, you are mine. I was always planning on marrying you, but I'd been thinking we'd wait until we graduated. But now... well?" Why the hell am I so nervous to talk to her about this?
Something in her expression shifts, and then she gives me a shy smile and nods her head. "Okay. But can we wait to tell Josie and Rick until we've gotten a little sleep?" she mumbles sleepily.
I chuckle happy, completely happy with that suggestion. "Of course, Charlie. We'll deal with it in the mor-" I look at the sun spilling through the curtains. "How about we call them tomorrow?" I chuckle.
Charlie snuggles into my side with a tired sigh. "Sounds like a plan!"
I wrap my arms around my woman, and even though I didn't have sex with her, I've never felt so satisfied in my entire life.