Palm Beach Ch. 02

As they walked towards his house Charlie couldn't help but wonder if Layla had left behind some boyfriend or some guy, they rarely talked about her love life when and if they talked about dating. Though if she was here back in palm beach than that probably meant whoever he was that he was no longer in the picture right? Least he hoped that was the case because he really didn't think that she would be returning if there was some guy waiting for her. Palm Beach hadn't exactly held the fondest memories for the two of them it seemed, well for himself mostly if he was being honest.

Layla glanced over at him," What?" she asked after a second.

"I'm not going to have some crazy boyfriend calling up at the house looking for you or showing up am I?" Charlie finally asked."

"Oh haha funny," she replied. "No you don't have to worry about that. Let's just say guys don't seem to like staying in my life." Most of the few boyfriends that she had had all either didn't want to commit or wound up cheating on her.

"Well they probably weren't good enough for you anyway," Charlie said with a smile.

She couldn't help but smile at that Charlie always had a way of making her smile. This in turn made her super glad that she was finally back though she had really missed him and as she glanced over at him she couldn't help but smile again.

"Why are you so smiley tonight?" he asked with a smirk.

"I'm happy," she admitted.

Charlie had always been amazed at how little it took to please Layla and to make her happy. She wasn't so wound up and high maintance like practically every other girl in PB." As long as I can take credit for that smile on your face," he said with his trademark grin.

Layla laughed," Alright you get credit for it," she said.

"So tell me what brought you back home?" he asked.

"Well I wasn't having much luck getting anything published," she admitted after a second. "Guess I'm not that great of a writer."

"On what planet! You always wrote killer English papers in Highschool."

" Thanks, but no one really reads romance anymore I guess."

" Oh god not that candle light and soft music shit?"

"I think if you read what I wrote than you wouldn't say that. It's not just all candle light and soft music. There is more to it."

" Well unless it's got lots and lots and I mean LOTS of sex in it then it's bound to put anyone to sleep." Layla stopped walking for a second and looked at Charlie." Sorry was joking," he said quickly, not entirely but knowing himself he wouldn't read something sappy so that ruled out any guys that might buy a book.

"No you're right," she said after a moment." I mean there is some sex in it, but maybe not enough."

Charlie casually slung an arm around her shoulders and began propelling her towards his house again." Well feel free to experiment on me," he said wiggling his eyebrows.

That almost brought a blush to Layla's cheeks instead she gave him a look," Yeah right," she teased. Though she wouldn't deny it because it might be fun to experiment and do a little bit of research with Charlie.

"Oh come on," he coaxed. "You know you'd love every second of it," he said once they finally got to his house." I actually know this one spot that's got a great view you could take pictures of it and it might help you out a bit. I mean that is if you want help; because really I'm sure your story is great, just need to adjust it a bit."

As they got to Charlie's and he was talking Layla's eyes landed on the motorcycle that he had parked. "Actually," she said changing her mind. "I'd like to see that spot."

When he saw the way she was looking at his bike he had to chuckle," Alright let me grab the digital camera for you to take pictures with." Unlocking his front door they stepped inside of his house. Flipping on the lights he headed towards the bedroom to grab it. That gave Layla the chance to take a quick look around the beach house which looked very comfortable and cozy. There was even a fireplace in the living room with a bearskin rug thrown out in front.

Layla couldn't help but wonder what it would feel like to have Charlie take her on that rug with a roaring fire behind them. His strong hands sliding across her skin, slowly parting her legs as he lowered his head to---------------.

"Okay found it!" Charlie said as he returned turning off the bedroom lights behind him bringing Layla out of her thoughts.

Layla shook her head slightly as her thoughts had been interrupted what had she been thinking! Charlie was her best friend really and anyway she'd never want to just be another notch on his bedpost. "Great!" she said putting on a bright smile.

At the hall closet Charlie grabbed two helmets and two jackets handing one of each to Layla, before they headed out of his house turning off the lights and locking the door behind them. Climbing onto his bike he straddled it expertly and Layla's eyes couldn't help but travel down to see the way he was sitting. Quickly though she got on behind him after putting on the jacket and helmet. He had put on his jacket and was pulling on his helmet as he felt Layla straddle the bike behind him. Starting the bike up him pulled away from his house as Layla wrapped her arms around him from behind.

The ride down the road he could feel her body pressed up against his backside even through the jacket that he was wearing. The angle of her nice curves and the way her arms were wrapped around him, it was making him hard. Luckily for him the ride was only about twenty minutes or so and he didn't have to think about for long. The spot was away from all the beaches and stuff it had a lot of cliffs and caves, running water and you could see the sunset from one of the spots. Charlie had maneuvered his bike over to where you could see the sun set giving the sky a nice look.

Climbing off he turned to look at Layla after removing his helmet to see her removing hers. The way that she was straddling his bike fuck! She looked amazing he quickly turned on the digital camera and snapped a couple shots of her one of which captured her shaking out her gorgeous dark hair.

"What are you doing?" she asked raising an eyebrow at him," I thought the camera was to capture the scenery?"

" That's exactly what I am doing," he promised not taking his eyes off of her.

"Charlie for real,"Layla said suddenly feeling the wetness between her legs as he was talking like that, it turned her on like she had never experienced before now. Shifting slightly on the bike leaning forward just a bit as she was still straddling his bike.

"Fuck," Charlie suddenly breathed out loud watching her." Lean forward and do that again."

" Charlie!" Layla laughed moving to climb off the bike," You really need to get laid. You sound like you're asking me to hump your bike."

" I am," he murmured.