She hunched and writhed under me as I lunged into her with deep strokes, pulling almost all the way out before gliding back in again.
She pushed back against me seeking more; I gave her more until I bottomed out in her, reaching her end. My dick was the hardest it’s ever been, my head was light, and I was in heaven.
Bringing both our right hands down I used her fingers to guide our hands over her clit. It was swollen and slippery with our combined juices.
She threw her head back against my shoulder as her pace quickened, her mouth opened but there was no sound. I couldn’t keep my hips from speeding up; I was losing control as she tightened around me, grinding her ass into my groin as she made circular motions with her hips. Fuck.
“I’m cumming baby, cum with me.” I attacked her clit as I went after her G spot.
Speeding up my thrusts as she clenched and released around my swelling dick, I bit into her neck, almost blind with lust. What the fuck, what was happening to me? Something left me as I poured my seed into her. My heart felt like it would fucking burst out of my chest as I came hard, my whole body tensing, head thrown back as I moaned out loud.
Her body was shaking in the last throes of her orgasm; I waited until she settled before I pulled out gently watching as my seed leaked out of her, down her legs and onto the bed. Turning her onto her back and kissed her lips softly.
Cuddle time, I fucking wanted to cuddle, that was new, I pulled her beneath me my leg thrown over both of hers, her head under my chin as my arms held her close. I have a lot to think about something had happened here tonight, something that if she knew she would make my life a living hell.
Fuck I was gone, totally and completely gone over this girl, so much for keeping my emotions under control. Up until now I really thought I could have her on my terms that I could keep some part of me detached.
I always thought that’s how I would be with the woman I ended up with, it’s just my personality, not one to give up control, this was a conundrum.
How do I add this new element to the mix, how can I control our relationship if she controlled me?
I looked down at her sleeping form, so young, so beautiful, so mine. It was a far cry from the hurt that was usually evident in her. I drew her closer with that thought, that’s what I had seen in her eyes the first time we met, beneath the bravado and snarly attitude, I had seen the hurt.
After reading her personal journals and getting to know more about her background from other sources, I had realized she was perfect for me, I didn’t just want to own her, I want to take care of her, and I will.
With a kiss to her brow I drifted off to sleep, tomorrow I will deal with the new development; figure out where to go from here.
Chapter 18
Josh
I woke up the next morning with her held tight against me, looking down I took in her beautiful face in sleep. She slept with her mouth slightly opened, so fucking cute. I kissed her awake.
“I’m going to go run you a bath, don’t move till I get back.” I whispered as sleep was leaving her eyes.
I rolled out of bed and headed for the en suite bathroom, huh, I’m running a bath for a chick, and how did that happen, a chick that was awake in my bed waiting for me.
I looked for some type of soothing salts or something to add to the water, I was sure she’d be sore after last night or this morning rather.
I kept waking her during the night for an encore, I think I’d finally had enough or more like hit a wall after about the fourth or fifth time, I don’t think I’d ever get enough of her sweetness, each time had been better than the last. I was definitely in trouble here.
If she ever gets a whiff that I’d broken every rule in my book with her, she’d know just how much power she has over me. Can’t let that happen, she’s a handful as it is.
Carrie
Oh shit, shit, shit, I gave it up to crazy boy, what the fuck happened dammit? Now he’s gonna think he won, I’m such a slut. But damn that shit was good.
From the first to the fifth time the sex was fuck hot, but what did it mean for us, where did we go from here? I know he spewed all that shit about relationships and us being a couple but for all I know that could be his usual modus operandi, how the fuck should I know?
I got out of bed and followed him into the bathroom where I could hear water running. He was standing in front of the his and her sinks, head bent as if contemplating something.
He turned his head and looked at me, his frown lines disappearing at the sight of me.
“Come here.”
And like a sap I went right into his arms, it felt nice to be hugged, his body so warm, the strength of his arms making me feel safe. Too much of this and I’ll be just another one of his skanks, can’t let that happen.
Just a little more time spent in his arms then I’ll regroup, get back on track.
Josh
I can almost read her thoughts; they’re probably not much different from mine. The game was on in full force now, before I only thought I knew what she would taste like. Now I know, I knew her taste, her smell, her feel, there’s no fucking way I’m ever giving her up.
“Don’t pull away from me babe, not now, I know what you’re thinking, I can see it in your face, but you’re wrong, you’re so wrong.”I nuzzled her, her softness calling to me again.
“I can’t trust you, can’t trust this.” Those might be the most honest words she’d ever said to me, but in that soft voice, so different from who she tried to be, it was heart wrenching.
“I know that too, just give it time, it’ll all work out I promise you, just give us time.” I kissed her hair as I held her tighter.
Of course I understood her fear, from everything I’d gathered through my investigation into her past before coming to Sea Crest, not to mention my reading of her private thoughts while she slept in her bed unaware of my presence, I knew all about her abandonment issues and her distrust of everyone. Her mother was a piece of work, I’d like to smack the bitch in her face, but that’s for another time.
It’s going to take time to get her to a place where she’s comfortable enough, where she could start to believe in me, in us.
“Get in the tub babe, you’ll feel better.” It hadn’t escaped my notice that she was walking a bit gingerly. I know she had to be raw, I’d not been easy on her during the night, in fact I was having a hard time not attacking her sweet ass right now.
I only held off because I didn’t want to cause her that kind of pain, not to mention the fact that my dick was also a little sore.
I washed her as she sighed and relaxed against the bath pillow, she must be really out of it if she was letting me wash her like this.
I took my time and cleaned her before joining her in the tub, leaning her forward I climbed in behind her and drew her back against me.
Damn my dick had no manners he was poking her in the back but she didn’t say or do anything, I wiggled a little so she could feel me, she fucking giggled. Damn, progress, the hard ass would be back at some point I’m sure, but for now she was just a girl.
I cupped her breasts in my soapy hands as I nibbled her neck, she was so short I had to bend, damn; with that mouth of hers it was easy to forget she was such a tiny thing.
“How’re you feeling?” I reached my hand down to her pussy; she raised her leg, bent at the knee as I fondled her.
I would like to say I was a true gentleman and left her alone, but I wasn’t.
I positioned her over my staff and eased her down gently, working my length into her slowly. Pulling her back against my chest so I could play with her nipples.
It was soft, slow, and sweet, nothing like I’d ever been before with anyone. I rocked us to a shattering climax while sucking on her tongue.
We were gathered around the breakfast table with my family, mom was going on and on about the preparations for her party later that night, Vanessa was gushing about some new dress she’d bought and I remembered that I had Carissa’s dres
s upstairs. I smirked when I recalled that that was how this whole thing started, how she ended up in my bed under me.
After breakfast I took her upstairs and showed it to her, I think she was pleasantly surprised, not only at my taste, but at how much money I’d spent on her, again another first.
We spent the day outside by the pool hanging around with Matt and his bitch who for some reason was still giving my girl looks, I ignored her ass less I drowned her.
I spent some time reflecting on myself, on the monumental change that had taken place since she’d walked into my life.
I’ve always been an intense little fuck, from an early age I’d been more interested in things beyond my years, while other kids were playing with Legos and shit, I was reading encyclopedias, a brainy little fucker. I could’ve easily been a nerd or a geek or any of the other insulting bullshit society chose to label anyone with half a brain cell, but my looks and wealth spared me that indignity.
I was well aware that my thought process was light years ahead of my peers that was a good thing as far as I was concerned. My mom always said I was an old soul in a young body, whatever.
All I know is that I had no time for games, if I saw something I wanted; I went after it, with the understanding of what I wanted it for, or rather what it meant to me. Whereas before, those debutants as my lamb called them didn’t mean much more than an amusing past time, this thing with her was real, I knew it the moment she mouthed off at me that first day.
I just didn’t know how real until now.
It was time to go down, I’d just taken her one last time as she’d come out of the shower. What? She was all wet and sweet smelling, her hair wrapped in a towel, face clean and fresh looking, I couldn’t help myself, and even if I could my dick couldn’t.
“See, you’re gonna make us late, your mom said be downstairs at seven, it’s almost seven thirty.”
I smiled at her huffy attitude as she pulled on blue silk thongs with a rosebud on the front. She was really trying to get nailed again.
“You better hurry and cover that shit up before I bend you over again.”
She squealed and ran around to the other side of the bed as I grabbed for her.
“Stop it you fiend, maniac. My coochie’s sore, stay away.”
“Does it hurt?” Okay maybe that last one was too much, but damn, she made me crazy, I couldn’t look at her without wanting to fuck her. Before I knew what she felt like it was almost easy to ignore, but now, having been inside her it was going to be hell to be around her and not have her.
My fucking control was decimated, fuck me, the lamb was leading the lion around by the dick. If this wasn’t about me I would find that shit hilarious.
“No not really just a little twinge.” She shrugged it off.
“Let me see.” She tried to evade me but I out maneuvered her and laid her back against the bed so I could see for myself. Pushing her panties to the side I studied her cute little hairless snatch. It was a little red and puffy but not too bad. Reaching into the night table I got some ointment and rubbed it in.
Kissing her outer labia when I was through, I patted her underwear back in place and stood.
“That should help baby lamb.” She was watching me like she’d never seen me before. Good I liked to keep her guessing.
The dress I’d got her was classic elegance instead of the little black dress this one was royal blue, sleeveless, to the tops of her knees. It was made out of some sort of clingy material with a lace overlay, straight from the house of Dior. A little mature maybe but Carissa always dressed a little behind her years.
I added grandmothers pearl necklace and earrings, teardrop pearls hanging from diamond bows.
She wasn’t wearing any face paint, just a little gloss on her lips, her hair was down, and flowing the way I like, and those heels in the same color as her dress were trying hard to catch her up to my height. She barely reached my chin anyway.
Downstairs the party was just beginning with people still arriving, I let my girl go over to Vanessa and the friends she’d invited from school while I snagged a beer from Matthew.
“We hanging for this thing or we going to the club room to shoot some pool?”Matt was ready to get his game on it seemed.
“Pool, let’s just make mom happy and hang around for an hour at least, by that time her friends should be here and she won’t miss us.”
“Yeah but dad’s gonna be pissed if we leave him stranded with the geriatric brigade.”
“That’s on him; he should stay with his wife that’s his responsibility.” I snickered. Dad hated parties, mom loves them, she loves throwing them, going to them, planning them, anything to do with parties. Every time she had one of these get togethers, us guys would sneak off somewhere and do our own thing, dad has a habit of joining us, last time mom laid down the law. Me and Matt escaped unscathed but dad didn’t fare so well.
He’d tried to pull us down with him but we’d played the young teenager card, mom bought it and that was that.
I kept my eyes on my girl as she talked and laughed with Vanessa and her friends, she was easily the most gorgeous one of the bunch, I tensed a little when Patricia approached the group, Patti wasn’t known to hang with any of the younger girls. I got even more suspicious when whatever she said caused Carrie to turn and look my way with a wary look on her face.
I was at her side in three seconds, leading her away.
“What’s wrong, why that look on your face?”
“Uhm, nothing.”
“Cut the bullshit Carissa, talk.” I was back to being the controlling jerk that she accused me of being. Who cares?
“Is this last year’s dress?”
I laughed at that, so that was Patti’s game, so middle school.
“Babes that dress isn’t even on the market yet, won’t be for another month or more.”
She looked at me quizzically.
“Really, so how did you get it then?”
“My mom is one of their special clients, she gets invites to private showings, and shit like that, this dress was in a magazine with some other things that I’ll show you later.” I kissed her shoulder.
“Anyone who told you that is just jealous, ignore them.” I didn’t let on that I knew it was Patti who said it, but I’d definitely be keeping my eyes on her since she seemed bent on causing trouble.
We hung around for about an hour before heading to the club room, dad gave us a puppy dog look which we laughed off as we disappeared.
The room was packed with kids, the two billiard tables the first to be confiscated, there were darts and chess, a card table, board games, plenty of things to keep us occupied for a while.
I kept my girl with me as we played, not only because I wanted to keep her near, but because I didn’t want to knock out one of the many motherfuckers that kept giving her the eye. The fuck?
“Vanessa and I are going to the rest room, be right back.”
I stole a kiss before she walked away, a nice ass rub for those who were watching to let them know she was off the market, disrespectful assholes.
I might have to fuck Terrence and Dyson up before the night was over if they didn’t stop ogling her ass like it was their next fucking meal, just try it assholes.
They weren’t gone five minutes before we heard the commotion outside, then I heard a voice that I hadn’t expected to hear again, at least not here and not this soon.
Dropping my cue on the table I ran out of the room and into the hallway.
“You’re just some little tramp that he’s using for his own amusement, but when it’s all said and done he’ll always come back to me.”
Are you fucking shitting me? My heart was racing so fucking fast I was afraid it would give out, what bullshit was Josie spewing, and what the fuck was she doing here?
“Josie what the fuck are you doing here?”
“Oh hi Joshua, Patti invited me, you forgot to tell me about the party the last time we talked.” She sauntered over to m
e, her hand going to the middle button on my shirt.
I pushed her away, my eyes never leaving Carissa, she looked fucking gutted, somebody was gonna pay for this shit.
“First of all, don’t touch me.” The hallway was now full of people who had obviously heard the commotion and came to see what was going on. What I was about to do would be embarrassing as fuck but she brought that shit on herself. I guess she really didn’t know me like she thought she did.
“Second of all what bullshit are you out here spewing, I’ll always come back to you? Since when. I told you it was over, whatever ‘It’ was, why would you come here and start some shit with my girl?”
“But you always came back to me after......”
“I liked talking to you, I fucked you yes, you’re the only girl I still kept in contact with yes because we had an understanding and you know that, why would you lie now?”
“But I thought.......”
“You thought what, that when I said I wouldn’t be calling you anymore that I was playing?”
“But you always come back to me when you’re through with one of your sluts.” She sneered at Carissa.
“Bitch....”Carissa took a step in our direction.
“Carissa.” I gave her a warning look hoping that this once she would obey me.
“Josie, go home, there’s nothing here for you, I can’t help what you believe but I never lied to you, and for you to come here like this, proves to me that we could never be friends, I didn’t want to say this to you, but Carissa is the only girl I’ve ever wanted to have a relationship with. She’s it, I’m sorry you came all the way here for nothing but I think you should leave.”
Her face was red with embarrassment but that wasn’t my problem, I’d told her over the phone weeks ago that our little thing was over, I knew what she’d been after, but I’d thought it was harmless, knowing Carissa’s past, I’d ended my communication with Josie because my lamb would never accept it, she didn’t realize it yet, but she was as territorial about me as I was of her, so I’d tried to do the right thing and end it.
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