Yes, hold her.

I wasn't sure what to do, as much as I did really want to hold her properly, I had this throbbing erection! Her nakedness, so close to me, made this so hard to be well behaved.

Inwardly I groaned, trust Charlotte to make things difficult for me. But she had asked, and she knew I was a hot blooded man. Alright.

I slipped in closer, drawing her deeper into my arms and pressing myself against her. Her flesh was warm and soft, almost tender, but with a fitness too it, toned and shapely. It was amazing. I was starting to warm up, but this was so much better than anything else. My penis settled in the valley of her ass, and I groaned slightly, it was almost too much, I wanted to stroke myself in and out, to just slide down and pound her so hard. But I took a breath, and steadied myself.

We lay in silence for a while, Charlotte seeming to relax, to push back into me ever so slightly. It was nice, but did nothing for my arousal.

"This is really nice Brent." Charlotte remarked softly, and I nuzzled against her ear in reposnse. I felt her stiffen slightly and then relax again. I wondered what would Helen would do, and relaized she had given me a tip for something like this.

My hand was on her shoulder, an inoffensive place to lay it. But now I slowly drifted down her body, and started to brush my fingers up and down her curves. Helen had said she loved having her hip bone played with, so I figured I'd try, but I wanted it to feel natural to her.

Slowly I went across it, and continued down, before reversing. Each time I passed over it I angled my fingers slightly to dig in just a little more. I felt her shift, opening her hip to me ever so slightly. I took it as a sign, and when my fingers came to her hip again, I diverted, and began to play them across the length of it. As I did so, I slowly started to kiss behind her ear, and used my fingers harder, making sure she felt my nails pulling across her hip. I felt her breathing quicken, and I throbbed.

"I'm glad I can share this with you." I nearly growled into her ear, and continued my play.

She turned to face me, her torso moving but her hip staying where I could massage it.

"Share what..." She whispered, "the rain in the van? Or..."

Without a word more, she plunged her tongue into my parted mouth, her lips closing on mine, ****, eager, hot. I met her passion with my own. My throbbing cock let her know exactly how I felt, and my hand never stopped teasing her. My arm under her had been freed, and I pulled her onto my chest more, her hips turning to face me, and I started on her other side. At the same time, I put my hand on the back of her head and pulled her into the kiss, probing, biting, kissing, sucking. Her lips were all over mine, her saliva mixed with my own and started to seep out between our lips, her tongue darting out to scoop it up and return it to our passionate embrace.

I felt her hands on my chest, playing with my nipples. I wondered if this was how she reacted to Helen, and reveled in the sensations. I remembered what Helen had messaged earlier in the day somehow, and slowly intertwined her hair in my fingers, coiling it into a fist. While I was at it, Charlotte brought one of her breasts across my chest, and pushed our nipples against each other. With practiced ease she held both nipples between two fingers and started to roll them. I shuddered at the feeling, I had never even considered something like that. She pulled her mouth off mine ever so slowly, reluctantly.

"More." She growled, and without them answering I used my hand wrapped in her hair to pull her head back, exposing her throat, which I started to lick, kiss, and bite. My other hand strayed to her ass, and I gave her a sharp slap on her ass cheek.

She made a noise, a mix between a growl and a whimper, her body tensing with lust.

"You want this?" I whispered.

"Oh god, yesss...."