Rita's Point Of View
"So beautiful. I've missed this. Missed you." The confession in his voice… raw and unguarded nearly undid me more than his touch ever could. There was a vulnerability there I hadn't heard in years, a crack in the armor he'd built around himself.
"Charles..." I whimpered against his mouth, the sound broken and desperate as my fingers clawed for purchase against the cool, smooth paint of the bedroom wall. My heart hammered so hard I could feel it in my throat, each beat a reminder that this was real, that he was here.
He offered no words in response. Instead, his thumb pressed down with agonizing precision, rubbing my clit hard, sending a sharp, electric jolt straight to the pit of my stomach. My whole body began trembling violently. The sheer, overwhelming intensity hit me like a physical wave, I hadn't felt this way in years.
