Sanctified 3.2

"I saw that," she says.

"Saw what?" I ask.

"Desire," she says. "Come and get it, big boy."

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Chapter III: In The City Of Angels

Section II: In Which Charlotte Trains Her Man

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Later that night after dinner, we chat while Charlotte sits on the couch while I clean up.

"Thanks for doing the dishes," she says. "You sure I can't help?"

"You cooked, I clean," I say. "That's the deal."

She smiles. "So your next meeting is Thursday?"

"Yeah," I say. "Down at the studio offices. Since they decided to buy the first treatment, now they own it and they get to have all sorts of fun ideas."

"Do they have a director picked out?"

"I don't think so, but I'll bet that they have someone in mind. I'm sure that's what the meeting will be about."

"Big Hollywood writer," she says, putting her chin on the back of the couch and smiling at me. "How does it feel?"

"Undeniably validating," I admit. "It's a new challenge, which is fun. Writing a screenplay is very different from writing a novel, that's for sure."

"Do you like it?"

I think. "I've enjoyed aspects of it so far. I think I have to let it happen, go through the whole process, see how it all shakes out before I know for sure."

"That makes sense," she says. She stretches her arms above her head and yawns, then flops back on the couch. I feel a strong flush of desire as I watch her body move, the way her breasts change shape when her arms go up, the way they settle as she lays back.

Her eyes light up and she points at me. "I saw that," she says.

"Saw what?" I ask, scrubbing a pan.

"Desire," she says. "Come and get it, big boy."

I blink. Is this the thing? "I was just appreciating your body," I say. "I don't need to satisfy my urges every time I have them, do I?"

"Look me in the eyes and tell me I didn't make your dick wiggle," she says, pointing at me again.

"I... well, I can't," I say, setting the last pan into the drying rack and toweling off my hands.

"Then get over here and take what's yours."

I walk around the counter and stand behind the couch. "Just like that?"

Charlotte sits up and reaches out, grabbing my cock through the shorts I've changed into. "Just like that." She slips her fingers into the waistband of my shorts and shucks them down to the floor, underwear and all. "How do you want me?" she asks, starting to stroke my cock.

"Um," I say, trying to decide between several winning options.

"Tell you what," she says. "To help with this process, every time I think you want me and you aren't saying it, I'm just going to start sucking your cock. Then," she says, leaning forward and holding it up so that she can lick my balls, "if you find yourself struggling to choose, at least we're making progress. Sound good?"

"Yes," I groan. "Yes, it really, really does."

"I thought it would," she says, taking the shaft into her mouth.

I brace myself on the couch and lock my knees and she pulls her mouth off me. "Now, here's another level. I started sucking your cock because you were standing here. But it seems like you want to sit down. Would you like to sit down?"

I nod. "Yeah, actually."

"Okay," she says, letting me go. "Think about why you would have stood there awkwardly and let me blow you in a less than ideal position."

I step out of my shorts and walk around to the couch. "I guess because I didn't want to risk you stopping."

"Not a risk with me," she says. "Right?"

"Right," I say.

"So," she says. "Where do you want me? And remember, this arouses me."

"This?" I ask.

Charlotte laughs. "No. This is training. An investment for next time." She puts her hands on my thighs. "Now tell me how you want me, daddy."

I shiver. "All right. I want to sit on the couch and have you in front of me."

"On my knees," she says. "That's a good start."

I sit down and she slides off the couch, kneeling in front of me.

"Now what?" she asks.

"Keep doing what you were doing," I say.

"There nothing else you might like to see?" she asks, shaking her tits from side to side.

I smile. "I guess you're wearing too much clothing, now that you mention it."

She winks at me. "There it is." She shrugs off her button up and then pulls her tank top over her head, freeing her boobs to swing and wobble. "Better?" she asks, holding her arms up and out to the sides.

"Mmm," I say. "Magnificent."

Charlotte scoots forward, eyes on my cock again and I say, "Actually... can I?" I hold my hands out.

"Yes!" she says. "Anything. Anything you want. I am yours."

"Okay," I say, with a flush growing in my cheeks. "I really like your blowjobs, but I'd like to play with your boobs while you sit on my cock, I think."

"Ahh," she says. "We're getting somewhere." She stands and pulls down her shorts and panties, stepping out of them and straddling me on the couch. "I love the way you worship my tits," she says.

I put my hands on her hips as she settles in and lowers onto my cock, which is pointing straight upward obligingly. Her tits are directly in front of my face, full and immaculate, small nipples just begging for my attention. I palm her breasts entire first, delighting in how they fill my large hands, squeezing and making them jiggle as she starts to work my cock with her pussy. I fondle and massage, grinning like an idiot, and she smiles down at me, flipping her hair back over her head with her arm as she is wont to do--one of the many little things she does that I have fallen in love with. I use my hands to pull her breasts apart and then squish them back together, amazed at how round they are and how they hold their shape when they push together. I lightly pinch and pull on each of her nipples, twisting them slightly, and she moans softly.

"I fucking love your tits," I say, thrusting up into her and leaning forward to bury my face between them. I breathe deeply of her scent, pressing her breasts into both sides of my face and kissing her chest in between. I revel in the feel of her warm, soft flesh, these symbols of fertility and vitality, and begin to kiss them. I kiss out towards her nipples, licking and sucking furtively as I go, and then slowly licking her areola and flicking the nipple with my tongue. Charlotte moans louder, and I suck her nipple into my mouth, pulling back to stretch it out, grazing it slightly with my teeth.

"Yes, Jackson, yes," she says, driving herself down onto my cock. "Suck on my titties, love them!"

I start to suck harder, licking and pulling more into my mouth, and then I switch to the other one. I am losing myself in this, in her flesh and the pleasure, and finding the freedom that comes from indulging desire. I want to make love to her via her breasts, and that's exactly what I do. I squeeze and massage with my fingers, and I lick and suck with my tongue and lips, as if her boobs are the very stuff of life and I am on the brink of death. I hear her moaning and feel her hands on my shoulders and on my head, but I lose track of myself for some amount of time in the extremity of my enjoyment.

Her knees are on either side of my legs, giving me a few inches of space in which to thrust upward into her, and at some point I start doing so quite rapidly. For the first time in all of my sexual experience, I don't calculate the moment of my orgasm at all, and am surprised when it breaks over me like a wave. I have her breast in my mouth when I cum, sucking on her nipple hard, and I cum hard inside her, sheathing myself in her warmth and letting go entirely.

"Fuck," she says. "You are so goddam virile. And what you did to my tits... fuck!"

I kiss each of her boobs again and then lean back, looking up at her. "I just did exactly what I wanted to do," I say honestly.

"You're a fast learner," she says with a smile. "I think this is going to be the best week of either of our lives."

Charlotte climbs off of me and we stay naked and watch a movie, cuddling on the couch. She lays on top of me, her boobs pressed into my chest and my cock between her thighs, just below her pussy. It actually does get soft for awhile as the movie takes our attention, but when it's over, we start to kiss and it comes back. She has a way of kissing me that makes me feel like I've never felt before, as if there's energy flowing into me through the connection of our lips. It's incredible, and draws my erection to full strength in moments.

She feels it and reaches back to trace her fingers up its length lightly, which makes me shudder with pleasure.

"How do you want me this time, Tiger?"

I look at her with some wonder. "Really?"

"Really," she says, half-smiling.

I tell her, and we go to the bedroom. She pulls back the covers and lays down on her face, stretching her arms out above her head and pointing her toes like Supergirl in flight. I mount her, straddling her legs, and lick my fingers to rub on her pussy from behind. Then I lay down and press my cock into her. It's so tight this way, and a front row seat to her pert little ass sticking up on the bed is so sexy I can hardly stand it. I fuck her well and good as she cries out her pleasure into the mattress, feeling powerful and relaxed at the same time. I have enough leverage to really give it to her, trying to find her g-spot, and yet don't have the same physical exertion to deal with as I would if we were doing it doggy style. My sexual energy is at its peak when I reach under her and palm her tits from behind, and I see her hands clutching the pillow as she cums. This sets me off and I finish quickly after a few more quick thrusts into her.

"Damn baby," I say as I roll off of her. "This is a dream come true."

"For me too," she says, reaching over and loosely taking my hand. "Believe that with all earnestness even though I can barely talk in this moment," she says, still breathing hard.

"It just seems too good to be true," I say.

"Sometimes the good guys really do win," she says. "They slay the dragons, and they live happily ever after."

"I guess I believe that," I say.

"Maybe this is what the first few days of happily ever after feels like," she says.

"I can live with that."

"Me too."

I turn off the lights and we cuddle ourselves to sleep.

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