[WARNING: Mature content ahead.]
"Charlie," Elliot began. "I saw some men around my house. Do you have any idea who they are?"
Charlotte froze at that question. She seemed to forget that she wasn't being completely honest with Elliot. It was not on purpose. She had planned to tell him but after a call from the past, her mind was occupied with many other things. While she did have many chances to bring up the topic of her identity, there was a little hesitation on her part. She felt scared sharing herself with a stranger she knew no longer than a couple of weeks but that had changed now.
With Elliot she felt alive, safe and secure. He was sweetest sugar she had tasted and she never wanted to let him go. It was little things like his attempts to make her laugh when she was upset or personally making lunch for her when she was in no mood to eat out touched her heart. His attention would always be on her giving her the love deserved.
"Elli, I have to tell you something."
Charlotte turned back and faced him. She grabbed his hands nervously and rubbed her thumbs back and forth on the back of his hand. Elliot saw the seriousness in Charlotte's eyes. He instantly took a hand out of her grip and moved her lithe⁹ body so she was now sitting on his lap.
"What is it?" He asked in a soft whisper.
"My full name is Charlotte Mary Ann Sinclair."
"You have a beautiful name." Elliot loosened a little and kissed Charlotte's temple. He felt happy since she was starting to open up a little.
Charlotte rolled her eyes. "Take out 'Mary Ann' and say my name."
Elliot was confused but nonetheless obeyed his girlfriend. "Charlotte Sinclair," he said. Seconds later, his eyes widened in shock and he repeated, "CHARLOTTE SINCLAIR!" His pitch of voice turned up a notch or two.
"As in the director, Charlotte Sinclair!" Charlotte nodded nervously. She was worried about his reaction. Would he feel weird by dating his soon-to-be colleague? All the meetings and script reading was already scheduled for this upcoming week; they were soon going to see each other more frequently. Or would he be angry she didn't tell him earlier?
Unlike her expectations, Elliot was neither weirded out nor angry at her. Rather he seemed excited at the fact that she was 'The Charlotte Sinclair.' He laughed at her puzzled expression and freed his other hand to grip her waist.
He pressed a kiss to her nose and spoke in a soft, doting voice. "I get to have the most sought after Director and screenwriter as my girlfriend."
"Are you mad at me?" Charlotte voiced her thoughts. Although she could tell Elliot was not angry with her but he must've felt a little hurt. He had been so open with her. He told her so much about him and his family, showing his vulnerable side to her.
Elliot shook his head. No. He was definitely not upset instead he was feeling so happy that he could not express it with words. It seemed finally, he had earned her trust. She was comfortable enough to tell her who she was and that was a huge step in their relationship.
To express his mood, he captured her lips with his. He nibbled on her upper lip and licked the lower for entrance. Charlotte melted in the kiss and complied. She parted her lips and let his tongue enter her mouth. With his skillful tongue, he tasted all the corners and secret chambers of her mouth.
While Elliots mouth worked its magic, his hand moved from its original position to under Charlotte's top. He was tracing circles on her stomach igniting fire wherever he touched. His fingers slowly crept up and lined the hem of her bra.
Elliit was being careful, although he wanted to do much with her, he didn't want to make her uncomfortable. He waited for any sign of Charlotte resisting to his touch but when she didn't, his eyes darkened.
Elliot moved his mouths to attach his lips to the side of Charlotte's neck. He started nibbling and sucking to leave marks. A moan involuntarily left Charlotte's mouth. He unclipped the bra and cradled one of her mounds with his big hands. A delightful shiver ran down Charlotte's back. Elliot massaged Charlotte's erect breast.
He used his other hand and tugged at the hem of Charlotte's t-shirt. Charlotte got the hint and lifted her hands up in the air so it was easier for him to remove her top. Elliot took Charlotte's breast in his mouth and sucked on it while his other hand fiddled with her nipple.
Charlotte on the other hand played his hair to distract herself from Elliots teasing while also trying to suppress her moans which came out like whimpers.
They were both lost in eachother that they ignored the televisionplaying in the background. Along with passion dancing in their eyes, an unbreakable bond formed between them. Their trust in eachother had grown over a simple conversation and Charlotte felt she could go all the way with him.
And to be honest, Charlotte was not completely putting in effort in their relationship. She was scared that this was only a momentary attraction. She didn't want to get too attached. Her nonsensical fears were slowly fading and she finally felt she could be with Elliot. She can share everything with him because now she knew he would never judge. From today onwards, she made a promise to make this relationship last.
As Elliots hand moved to unbotton Charlottes jeans, stopping him from going further was the grumbles of Charlotte's stomach. Elliot laughed and watched Charlotte's face turned from a slight blush to full on red.
"Let's eat first."