Chapter 28

Charles POV

I woke up with the soft weight of Annabelle draped across my chest, her head tucked beneath my chin, and every soft part of her, moulded against me. As I lay there under her, a wave of emotions hit me all at once.

Desire.

Happiness

Confusion

Want, need...

Fuck. Last night had completely ruined me. I had expected many things, but what we shared last night, wasn't one of them.

I brushed my lips tenderly against the top of her head and froze as she stirred in satisfaction, and it brought a smile to my lips.

I had fucked her ductile throughout the night.