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.In her ear he whispered just three words… You Are Mine.Charlotte wasn’t scared of those words or frightened of john, instead her heart swelled with the love she felt from him.His protectiveness over her and their love was almost too much to bear.How she had longed to have someone truly love and care for her and her son.To have that love she had only saw in movies or read in books.John turned her around and led her to the bed.Charlotte thrust her hips against his hand riding him harder and harder begging for her orgasm to come.Her body felt hot and the release of tension building was too much to handle.His look made her feel sexy and raw.He dipped his head down for a taste of her release.John savored every bit as she squirmed and begged for him to enter her.He separated the folds and swirled his tongue around her clit while his fingers played inside her, making her squirm.John roared deep in his throat at his success in pleasing her.His goal was to love and cherish her and show her every day that love.He leaned up and kissed his way up her body until he entered her again.Charlotte wrapped her legs around John’s waist and gently clawed his back in pleasure.John dipped his head back with the sensation of her nails on his skin.His whole body tingled and took all he had not to join her in a release.No, not yet, he wasn’t ready; he wanted to savor this moment of her wrapped around him, her long legs and bare breasts against his skin.To him this was heaven and he didn’t want to lose this moment.Charlotte lifted her hips and pulled him in deeper, the sensation of her warm, wet and inviting was almost too much.She matched him stroke for stroke, Charlotte was talented that was for sure.Charlotte’s gaze met John’s and at that moment she released and finally John joined her.John lay gently on Charlotte; Charlotte was shocked that he held his weight from her.That moment was touching to her, she knew deep down that he cared about her well-being.Charlotte reached up to touch the side of John’s face and kissed him.The kiss was slow and sweet.The room smelled of sex and sweat and it was nothing less than Charlotte wanted.She knew they should get up and take a shower but all she wanted was to savor this moment with John, to stay warm and safe in his arms.When they left the bed she would have to face life and all the troubles that lay with-in it.That was something that Charlotte didn’t want.Why couldn’t life be easier? Why can’t, for once in her life, things go like they were supposed to.At that moment Charlotte began to sob quietly.“What’s wrong my love? Have I hurt you?” John’s voice was soft and sweet, caring.He shifted his weight, think that maybe he had hurt her with his body weight or that he had done something wrong.His fragile flower was delicate and needed the utmost care.“No, my darling, the thought of losing you…is.is.” Charlotte burst into tears; she couldn’t even finish her sentence.“Shhhh… now, its ok, I’m never going anywhere, I’m always here for you.Together we can tackle anything and in the end it will be ok because were together.”Charlotte’s tears were brushed away by the greatest thing in her life, the love of her life, John.Before she knew it she drifted off to sleep in his arms.Charlotte came awake relaxed and more in love than ever, but after a few minutes she realized she was alone in her bed.Where was John? She looked around her bedroom.Nothing was out of place and she knew she had fallen asleep in his arms naked, but now her clothes were on.Confused Charlotte walked through her apartment, to her surprise Andrew was already awake and watching cartoons, his favorite thing to do on Sundays.“Andrew honey, have you seen John?” excited Andrews eyes lit up.“John’s here? Where momma, where?” Surely Andrew would have seen him leave by now or go to the bathroom? Just then it hit Charlotte, it had been a dream.To say Charlotte was disappointed would be an understatement.She was saddened and she can’t believe how real he felt, how good he felt inside her.Her heart hurt that she would not feel that way again, her John was truly gone and now Charlotte was sure she had over reacted the last few times she saw him.Embarrassed, she turned to Andrew, she hated to disappoint him and she knew she was about to make him sad.“Sorry Andrew, he’s not here baby.”The weeks had flown by so fast that Charlotte wasn’t sure how she had managed to almost forget her court date.She raced Andrew to Ms.Nelson so she could get him off to school.This of course was after she kissed him at least 20 times and hugged him for a good 10 minutes, afraid to let him go and loose him.Andrew of course thought his mom had gone crazy and Ms.Nelson assured her that Andrew would be safe and even offered to keep him home from school to make sure she could protect him while Charlotte was gone.Charlotte, however, knew that wasn’t a good idea, she wanted to keep Andrew out of this mess as much as possible and keep everything as normal as she could.Charlotte was dressed in her Burberry trench coat with a sleek pencil skirt that matched and a silk white button up shirt that had a tie at the top that fell gently between her breasts.Her pointed toe shoes tied the outfit together and Charlotte was confident and ready, especially given the circumstances.Charlotte sat in the courtroom in the 3rd row on the right side of the courtroom.She looked around slightly anxious, she still hadn’t seen her attorney, not that she thought he would help her.She had learned her lesson the last time with public defenders.Instead she had been researching her heart out over the last month trying to brush up on her laws and to keep her mind off John.No, today she wouldn’t think of him, she couldn’t afford the distraction.The courtroom was cold.The wooden benches looked freshly polished and wore their age with ease.The oak was gorgeous and looked to be real wood.That was New York though, they spared no cost.The state flag hung on the opposite side of the American Flag that sat on either side of the Judge’s bench.The room was smaller, probably seating 75 people.This room Charlotte assumed was used primarily for civil cases that were smaller or not as important.Maybe important wasn’t the right word, her son was important and she only hoped that the judge would see that as well.Her son’s life hung in the balance between her, terminally ill and her sadistic and dangerous ex-husband.Charlotte was scared and only hoped that someway, somehow she could spare her son from Alex’s torment, even after she died.Breaking Charlotte from her thoughts, the door opened to omit an older gentleman in a simple black suit and shiny, yet worn dress shoes.He had white hair and a receding hairline that showed him to be about 70 years of age.His back hunched, yet stood strong.He had a sense about him that said he meant business.“Ms.Jackson?” His voice was gruffy yet soft and showed he respected her.He wasn’t harsh and she could respect that.“Yes, sir.How can I help you?”“I’m your attorney, Mr.Black.” Something about his tone signified that she should have known that, or at least he was told she knew him [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]