You Belong With Me

by M. R. Joseph

  "Really?" She asked. She blew an exhausted puff of air out of her lungs. "It's about time. I knew she had never gotten over him. It was meant to be that way."

  Carter inched closer in the seat towards her and snaked his arm around her. He leaned into her ear, gently licked her earlobe and whispered

  "They weren't the only ones who were meant to be, baby." He placed his lips over hers and kissed her with tenderness.

  They pulled up to a row of tiny little homes that were each painted in subtle, pastel tones. Pink, baby blue, soft yellow, and muted green. Crosby got out and retrieved their bags from the trunk. He turned to Carter and Casey and pointed towards the baby blue one on the end. The villa had two large windows on the front with white shutters. There were lush greens, banana plants, and palms that grazed the front yard and the sides of the home for privacy. They walked up the white, wooden painted stairs that led to the front door. Crosby opened it from them and they went through. Carter and Casey were speechless as they slowly spun around to see the twelve foot ceiling that had white bead boarding on it and huge white rustic beams that went under the peak of the roof. Huge skylight windows were on each side of the points of the ceiling. The floors were a white washed hardwood. The furniture was huge, soft, and simple. The couch was white with a vast array of pillows in different shades of blue scattered on it. The walls were mostly white with one in particular painted a butter yellow. Art work was hung on the walls and there was no T.V. Just a sound system for a stereo. There was a dining area with a brown rustic table and chairs. The kitchen had white shutter style cabinets and sand colored granite counter tops. The appliance were all stainless and state-of-the-art. Gourmet was more like it. It was as big as Casey's whole house. There were 3 bedrooms tastefully decorated in sea side fashion but the piece de resistance was when they opened the large, white french doors they were looking at their own secluded private beach. They looked at each other and started jumping up and down like two little kids. Carter grabbed Casey and swung her around as fits of laughter filled the room. They were smiling and laughing at each other. Crosby cleared his throat.

  "Oh, Crosby. So sorry. Um I guess that's all we need."

  "Sir, Mr. Michaels had someone from his personal staff stock the pantry and icebox. Fresh linens are ready for you as well. Here is my card. Please call when you are in need of a ride to town or an establishment for which to dine at. Your itinerary states that I am to pick you up at 8 am Tuesday for your departure back to Tampa. Is this correct sir?"

  "I believe it is, Crosby. Thank you." Carter reached in his pocket, pulled out a hundred dollar bill and gave it to Crosby.

  "Thank you sir. Enjoy your stay." He nodded to Casey. "Miss Colbert."

  "Thank you so much, Crosby." She said back.

  Crosby left and Casey ran back to the double doors. She stood there looking out onto the Gulf of Mexico and shook her head. Carter came up behind her and wrapped his arms around her. She linked her hand with his. He kissed her neck.

  "I'm speechless Car. This is like heaven." Carter spun her around. He gently cupped her face.

  "You, my sweet face, are heaven." He bent down and kissed her lips. Their tongues mingled and his hands made their way into her blonde waves. She reached up and grabbed his head. She ran her hands across his short hair. Her nails embedded themselves into his scalp gently but she held onto it for dear life. He broke the kiss after a few minutes. He placed his forehead to hers and breathed her in. Their eyes were both closed and they stood there holding each other. Carter grabbed her hand and pulled her out the door.

  "C'mon, baby!" They made there way out the doors, past the tiled patio and onto the white gravely sand. They ran towards the waters and jumped in fully clothed. Splashing each other and laughing. Casey dove under the water and popped back up to see Carter standing there. His gray t-shirt clinging to his hard, wet body. The water was glistening off his arms and face. His shorts were hanging off his hips from the weight of the water. Even though her skin and clothes were wet, she felt the insides of her panties dampen for a completely different reason. Carter dove under the clear, clean waters. He made his way to the surface emerging before Casey. She stilled waiting for him. He breathed heavily and panted. He pushed the water from his hair and looked down at her with passion and lust in his eyes. She couldn't catch her breath. She felt her hands shaking and her knees trembled. The water was eighty degrees so it wasn't from coldness, the want and need for him made her body react in a way she never imagined she would feel. She jumped into his arms with fury and they began kissing like they needed each other's air to breathe. Tongues licked necks, ears lobes, heads, chests. Any part of their bodies that were not clothed. He picked her up by her legs and carried her back over the sand and patio and into the house.

  Carter ripped off his soaked shirt and Casey followed his actions. They both undid their pants and kicked off their shoes frantically. Carter reached over and tugged her shorts off. They fell to the ground and she watched as he did the same to his. They both stood there in just their underwear. Both were breathless and their eyes registered a hungry, animalistic look to them. He picked her up and threw her up over his shoulder. Smacking her wet ass and carried her up to the large master bedroom. He threw her on the bed. She landed on a fluffy white comforter. He looked down at her like a lion getting ready to feast on his prey.

  "Carter, I don't want to make love. I want to be fucked and I'm telling you that's what I want. I'm not asking. I'm demanding."

  His eyes shot to hers with shock and disbelief. He swallowed hard and bit his lip. He shook his head.

  "Are you sure that's what you want, baby? That's not what I want for you." He still stood there panting. His naked and wet chest rising with each deep breath.

  "That's what I want. It's what I wish." She looked at him with a yearning. He slowly lowered his body onto her and she wrapped her legs around his waist. They began kissing with a febrile madness. She marked his back with long strokes from her fingernails and he winced at the pleasure and the pain of it. They ground into each other with force and intensity. She wriggled from under him and forced his back onto the bed. She pulled her wet panties off and did the same for him. She straddled his hips and lowered herself onto his hard cock. She did it slow and watched his face as he entered her.

  "Sweet Christ, Casey. Oh God you feel incredible."

  She began riding him with slow even thrusts of her hips. When she was more stretched out from him, she picked up the pace and began rising and falling on top of him. Carter threw his head back in ecstasy. She moaned and threw her head back. Her body was burning, her head spinning and her heart was racing. He grasped her hips and met her thrusts one by one. He raised his hips and pounded into her. She massaged her breasts and pinched her nipples as she continued to ride him with such a force that she thought she'd go mad if she didn't feel him deeper into her. He sat up and wrapped his arms around her. He buried his face in her neck and she hung her head back. He licked the salt from her throat and she had her arms around his neck. She clutched onto him and kept rocking her hips onto him.

  "Casey. Don't come yet baby, wait." She looked at him like he was bat-shit crazy but she still nodded.

  "I'm close, Carter. Oh God, so close."

  "Tell me when your closer." She shook her head.

  "Oh God. I'm ready! Oh God."

  Carter then threw her off of him onto her back and buried his face in between her legs. He began to licked and suck on her clit and he plunged two fingers into her. He kept up the in and out motion with maddening force. She let out a scream.

  "Oh God, Carter! I'm coming! Oh God! Don't stop. Jesus!"

  He continued his frenzied attack on her and she clenched her muscles around his fingers. She rode them. Bucking her hips as he feasted on her flesh. When she was done, he rose to his knees from between her legs. He entered her again without warning. He pumped into her until he heard her moan and cry his name again. He watched the beautiful creature in front of him wither
and shake under him. It was the most gorgeous sight he had ever seen. His Casey sprawled out in front him. Her wet, soft, tanned skin, sparkling with sweat and clasping to the sheets on either side of her.

  "Oh God, Case. Here I come. Oh God!" He filled her and slowed down, collapsing onto her body. They were coated in sweat and salt water.

  "Car?" She said quietly.

  "Hmm." He mumbled.

  "I have never in my life had an orgasm like that. What you did to me, has honestly never been done before. I forever name you Rock and Roll Sex God for all time."

  He laughed into her hair and she felt the vibrations from it in her chest. Exhaustion took over and soon they were both asleep.

  The days in the keys seemed to fly by. The weather was incredible, warm days and nights. When they woke in the morning, they had coffee on the patio. Afternoons were spent swimming and drinking Coronas on a blanket. They played cards and searched for shells on their long walks. They went to dinner one night in town. Crosby picked them up and took them to a quaint restaurant on the water. They ate crab and feasted on grilled veggies. They drank beers and went to a club to dance.

  When they walked in they made their way to the bar. It was a place sort of like Beach Bums but the crowd was slightly older. Not by much but Beach Bums hosted lots of college kids. It was right on the water so the breeze blew in from the Gulf. Carter ordered two beers for him and Casey. The bartender went to take his money when he did a double take.

  "Excuse me. But are you Carter London from Luminosity?" Casey looked at him and smiled proudly.

  "Yes. I am. How are you man?" He reached out his hand to the bartender and shook his hand.

  "Aw man, I can't believe it! I saw you guys in Vegas and you were just awesome. I can't believe your here. Is Tommy here too?" The bartender was very excited.

  "No, man. Sorry he's home. It's just me and my girl." He grabbed Casey and kissed her temple.

  "Wow. Beers are on me man."

  Carter looked embarrassed a bit.

  "That's not necessary."

  "Please. Your money is no good here." Carter accepted his offer and gave him a hundred dollar tip.

  "Oh, wow. Thanks so much. My name is Matt. Just let me know if you need anything." He walked away and Carter turned and leaned on the bar and took a sip of his beer. He saw Casey staring at him from his peripheral vision.

  "What?" He laughed. She got closer to him and whispered in his ear.

  "Is it wrong for me to say that I'm wet knowing I'm here with a famous rock star?" She licked his earlobe. He shut his eyes and his head rolled to the side.

  "If you keep talking that way to me baby, I'll have to throw you over my shoulder and take you back to bed caveman style." He raised his eyebrows up and down. She grabbed his hand and pulled him to the dance floor.

  "Let's go dance, Rock Star Sex God of All Time."

  They went to the dance floor and enjoyed dancing to the band rocking out some Dirty Heads and Marley. The band was good. They reminded him of when the band was Dare. They had potential. The band stopped playing which gave the people around them a chance to catch their breath. Casey and Carter were sweating from dancing so much but they didn't care. They were having a great time and were just happy being together. Just then the lead singer spoke.

  "Everyone thanks for coming out tonight. We have in the house someone special who just came back from a West Coast tour with his band Luminosity. Is Carter London out there?" The singer squinted past the stage lights.

  "Oh, shit." Carter said.

  "Car, wave your hand," Casey told him. She picked up his arm and started to swing it up over his head. She laughed and he pulled it away gently. The people around him started to cheer and whistle.

  "Oh, good. Hey Carter, do think you can come up here and give us a song? Anything you want man. It's all yours."

  Casey looked at him and squeezed his cheeks.

  "Get up there, my Rock Star. Do it for me, baby." She flashed her baby blues to him and pouted out her bottom lip.

  How could he say no to that face? He shook his head and looked at her.

  "As you wish." He kissed her nose and made his way up to the stage. He whispered to the singer and spoke briefly with the other band members. They nodded their heads to Carter agreeing with what ever he had said to them. He made his way over to the keyboard that was off to the left of the stage. A light was cast upon him as he adjusted himself in the seat. The crowd cheered loudly then settled. More patrons of the bar made their onto the dance floor. Carter adjusted the mic and spoke.

  "Hey, everyone. Thanks for having me up here. I didn't expect this. I'm on vacation for Christ's sake." He laughed and so did the crowd. "I'm also here because of all of you so for that I'm extremely grateful."

  Applause broke out.

  "I see most of you were cutting a rug with this awesome band but I'm wondering if we shouldn't slow it down a bit. Let's grab some beers and take a rest. Who's with me?" He took a big gulp of his beer and raised it to the crowd.

  "Anyone here a Rascal Flatts fan?" The crowd responded with more cheers.

  "Good. Glad to hear it cause believe or not, I'm a big fan. This song is going out to one very special little lady. The love of my life. Case, this ones for you, baby."

  Casey patted her chest where her heart was and blew him a kiss. Carter played God Bless The Broken Road. This time when he sang to her his eyes were wide open, looking at her. There was no mistaking this song was for her. He sang with the passion only he could provide. The words were genuine and rolled off his tongue like melted butter. She watched this man before her, sing words that fit them like a glove. She adored him and it was infallible that she was in total and absolute love with Carter London.

  When the song ended Carter took a bow, shook the band members' hands and jumped off the stage and went right to her. People patted his back and gave him praise for his performance. Many woman looked his way and licked their lips. He did look luscious in his baby blue linen shirt and baggy, ripped jeans. He didn't bother to notice any of them because the image in front of him put all others out of his sight. Casey was all he ever wanted, needed, and loved. He engulfed her with a huge embrace and gave her a kiss that inflamed her legs. The fire she felt shot straight up her core and they kissed as though there weren't a few hundred people surrounding them. There really were no others. It was just them. Wrapped up in their passion for one another. Their kiss broke and they made their way out of the club, back to the house.

  The whole way home Carter just held her like if he let her go, she would break in a million pieces. When the car dropped them off they made their way inside. Casey went to the French doors and opened them wide. She leaned against the door jam and Carter went over to the powerful sound system. Music filled the air as he strolled over to her and rested his chin on her shoulder. He whispered in her ear

  "Dance with me, Case." He pulled her onto the patio where he took her in his arms. His arms rested around her waist and she raised her hands to put them around his neck. They danced to Jason Mraz's Lucky. They kept their foreheads pressed together and Casey could feel his heartbeat right through his shirt.

  "Carter, why is your heart beating so fast? I can feel it." She placed her hand where his heart was.

  "Because," he paused. "Until this moment, I had never known what love feels like. Not this kind anyway. I thought I felt things before, like happiness, fulfillment, bliss, euphoria. None of it was real, until I loved you."

  She didn't reply. She just pulled his head down to meet her lips. When they touched the electricity ran through them like their lips were a conductor. The heat from the air and their bodies radiated off one another. They kissed with reverence and need. He picked her up and placed her on the lounge on the patio. He sat down on the lounge chairs and she climbed over and straddled him while caressing the inside of his lips. The feeling overtook Carter and the more she did this to him the closer he pulled her body to his. She broke the kiss and climbed off his lap. She g
rabbed a towel from the other chair and placed it on the ground before him. He looked up at her, panting heavily. This wondrous woman in front of him was his muse, his symphony, his destiny. She knelt down and unzipped his jeans. She made him raise his hips and she slid his jeans and briefs down to his ankles. She wrapped her delicate hand around his hardness. She grabbed the shaft of his penis and ran her hands down the soft flesh. She looked up at him and he looked as though he would pass out at any second. She lowered her head and took him in her mouth. He cried out.

  "Casey. Sweet Christ!" He threw his head back then raised it upwards again to get a look at her. She began running her tongue up and down his length. Sucking him and spreading her wet mouth around him, she kept a firm grip and stroked him up and down. She slowed her pace when she saw the look on his face like he was close to falling into bliss. She would begin picking it up again. She teased him, taunted him, drove him mad as her soft, tiny hand was about to bring him to a feeling of total satisfaction. She continued this for sometime. When she felt him swelling, she glanced up at him with her blazing blue eyes. He saw stars and became lightheaded. He cupped her face and pulled her away from him. When he stood, he raised her up by her upper arms. He took the hem of her sundress and ripped it up and over her head. He took his fingers and found the elastic of her panties. In one quick swoop, he tore them from her body. She gasped in shock and felt the wetness pool between her legs.

  He picked her up and placed her on the lounge. There was no hesitation as he spread her knees apart and invaded her with his massive, pulsating cock. He pumped into her and she yelled out his name.

  "Oh God Carter, Fuck me. Harder. Please!"

  That was all it took to get him where he wanted to be. It didn't take him long to finish. A few more thrusts and he was spent. He collapsed on her chest and gasped for air. They held on to one another for a while. The air blew off the water and the smell of the salty air and her magnolia scent put him into internal bliss. They turned on their sides to look at each other.