Her whimper for more echoed in his head as he pulled away and spoke, her words trying to play off the obvious desire for more.

In this moment, Charles was conflicted. He didn't know what to do. He wanted it as much as she did and his body was certainly acting as such though he had already told her he was going to make her first time special. This was not it. He could not go back on his word like that.

Though maybe, he thought, he could do a lot to - with - her without doing anything and that would be okay. Charles had come to realise the build up was as good as the act, if not better.

Walking his fingers slowly up her skirt, Charles rested his hand against the left side of her neck and moved to be practically on top of her.

Both of his hands were then planted either side of her head; their bodies pressing against one another.

With a devious smirk on his lips, Charles leaned in and tugged at her lip with his teeth before whispering into her ear, "I like a challenge."

It seemed he could teach her another lesson right now as well as push her to her limit before stopping.

The only questions were, were what the lesson was.
And how far her limits were.

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