Charlie's Angel by Aurora Rose Lynn Page B

reached down between his shirt and belt toward the crack of his ass. He shivered.
    “Roxie,” he began, but she cut him off with her musical voice.
    “Shh, Charlie. I just want to touch you. It makes me feel better.”
    “Me, too,” he agreed, stroking the back of her head and her silky hair under the chignon. “Let your hair down for me?” he pleaded huskily. His penis was rock hard again, but then Roxie’s mere presence aroused him. What was it about her that fascinated him in a way no other woman had? Expectantly, his hands settled on her shoulders.
    Intrigued, he watched her downcast eyes as she pulled the pins from the chignon, and her hair tumbled down over her shoulders and her bodice. She flashed him a smile filled with promise.
    Then he remembered the dark angel who’d stolen his parking space the morning before. How she’d climbed on the bike in her leather outfit and her ass had done him in, leaving him wanting more and unable to think of anything else. Biker chicks were hot and L.A. was more than he’d bargained for, especially now that Roxie was with him.
    The car raced in the diamond lane now. A few vehicles surrounded them, but the traffic wasn’t bumper to bumper as it so often was at rush hour.
    “Like this?” Roxie asked coquettishly. Her gaze rested fully on his, inquiring, playing with his libido. Her hands stayed still in her lap.
    “Like that,” he assented, taking her wrist and lifting her fingers to his mouth. One by one, he kissed the pads with delicate brushes of his lips. Roxie quivered.
    Canting her head toward the driver, she asked in a soft whisper, “Can he hear us?”
    Her trembling had increased remarkably. Did she want him so much she was willing to do him in a public place, much like his crazy fantasy?
    “That’s one of the things that gave you away,” he told her with a short laugh. “You can’t hide your blue blood no matter what you do. It’s too ingrained in you.”
    Her eyes smiled now too. The angel had mated with the devil and come out to tease him into his version of a pleasurable inferno.
     
    Roxie didn’t notice the car moving forward. She had eyes for nothing but Charlie. Her whole body responded to his nearness, and now they were out of immediate danger, she felt relief wash over her along with yearning for the man who she’d eat up if given the chance.
    “You mentioned sixty-nine,” she whispered with a naughty wink. “Will we still have the opportunity?”
    Charlie moaned. His eyes flicked toward the driver and back to Roxie. “You’re hot,” he choked out, his eyes bulging, his Adam’s apple bobbing up and down.
    “Why don’t you cool me down a little?” she offered, her voice slick with meaning. His musky scent was heady and tempting. She raised her torso up a fraction of an inch and lifted her dress up her thighs.
    He rasped out a breath. “I want to treat you like a princess,” he managed as his hand strayed to the top of her warm thigh.
    She shrugged. “Treat me any way you want later. For now, give me what I want.” Grasping his fingers, she edged them up the hip of her cotton panties.
    “Oh God, Roxie. I’m burning up,” he murmured close to her ear lobe. His breath was hot against her left cheek.
    She’d never been so forward with a man before and immensely enjoyed Charlie’s reaction. She gave him a wicked smile and traced the outline of his bulging erection through his jeans with the pad of her index finger. He glanced away at the Pacific Ocean with half-closed eyes, puffing small breaths, perhaps to steady his nerves.
    A bright green highway sign caught her eye. Thousand Oaks .
    “Have you ever made out in a car before?” she asked, ramping up her smile to mega-watts.
    His lips parted but no sound came. Instead, he shook his head.
    Poor baby. He’s in for the ride of his life. As a matter of fact, I’ve never felt so raunchy, so inventive before. I want to give Charlie the best orgasm he’s ever had, just quietly, in