Finding Carson: Falls Village Collection

by Rae B. Lake

  My eyes popped open, and I grabbed the person hovering over me.

  “It’s tomorrow,” Frances said as she wiggled out of my grasp and went back to kissing on me.

  I wrapped my arms around her, “Best dream ever.” I mumbled and let her do what she wanted.

  She sighed and dropped her head to my neck. “Carson, are you feeling this too. You’re so damn closed off sometimes. I just don’t know.”

  I picked her up and looked in her eyes, just to verify she was asking me what I thought she was asking me. If what we had was real.

  “Frances, I have had a better life than most. Women, money, mansions, pretty much everything I could’ve ever wanted, but nothing has ever felt as real as you. Nothing has ever felt as real as this.” I pushed a strand of hair out of her face so that I could see her beautiful smile.

  My eyes drifted from her face when I didn’t see any change of color from her skin tone to the cloth of her shirt.

  She was topless.

  “Are you naked?” I asked louder than I really should have.

  She giggled, and her breast bounced.

  “Oh, fuck.” I sat up quickly, my mouth searching for hers. We kissed sloppily, her hands fumbling, trying to get under the t-shirt I wore to bed. It was somehow stuck under my body weight, but there was no way I was going to move. I just ripped it off so she could get to where she wanted to be.

  Frances squealed and let her head fall back, and my mouth immediately went to her neck. I wanted her so bad, and we had been moving so slowly, at least for me, I was sure I’d have an aneurysm if I had to wait any longer.

  “You’re such an animal,” she whispered.

  I took that moment to bite her neck. She moaned, and I picked her up and rolled her to the other side of the bed.

  “Oh, my.” Frances purred as her nails dug into my back.

  I kissed right under her collar bone and continued down to her chest. Her breasts weren’t too big, and they fit perfectly in my hand. I bent further down and licked at the dark pink nipple.

  “Carson, I need more.” She slammed her hand down on the bed and gripped the sheets as I rolled the other nipple in my left hand.

  I let my lips trail over her breast and down to her midsection. I loved how her waist was so defined, and then her hips flared out. Absolutely gorgeous.

  I kissed her on either side of her hip bones and then pulled her legs apart so I could get to her pussy. I’ve never been so excited to eat a woman out, but I couldn’t wait to hear this woman break apart in every way.

  I spread her glistening pussy lips apart and lightly let the tip of my tongue trace around the tight nub.

  “Carson!” Her back arched, and she tried to move down to get more pressure, but I held her still.

  I licked every drop of her arousal off her glistening lips, all while purposefully staying away from her clit. She whimpered in need, and just when I could tell she was getting beyond frustrated, I stiffened my tongue and licked her sweet spot. I flicked and rolled it in my mouth, and the sounds of pleasure she made did not disappoint.

  “Oh, fuck, yes, Carson! Shit!” She cried and gripped my long hair. “Right there, I’m right there.”

  I pressed one finger slowly into her tight cunt while I continued to lap at her clit, and that was enough to throw her gloriously over the edge. Her walls clamped down hard, and she moaned my name on a shuddered breath.

  The very sound of it racing directly to my hard cock. I groaned against her pussy as I made sure to draw out every twitch, every wave, every contraction she could give me. I had plans to make her cum so many times on my face that she would be begging me to stop, but precum was already dripping from my rock hard dick. I was needy, and one step away from being way too excited. If she whimpered one time too many, I’d be making a mess of myself without even getting inside of her. I couldn’t have that.

  I crawled up her body, and she let her legs fall wide to accommodate my large body against her small one. My unbound hair created a curtain around us as I hovered over her. I made quick work of pulling my pajama pants off and tossing them away. I let the underside of my cock rub against her mound. Just that small amount of friction was enough to have me shivering in pleasure.

  My mind was screaming, but my body was out of my control. The head of my cock dropped down to her warm wet opening. I groaned with the urgent need coursing through me. I hesitated, my muscles tensing with the effort of keeping me from diving straight into her.

  “Carson, don’t stop. What’s wrong?”

  I kept my eyes close. If I looked at her right now, I’d be lost, and all my precautions would be in the wind. “Condom.” I gritted out between my teeth. My body already starting to subtly shake from keeping my cock out.

  “I’m clean, and I have implanted birth control.” She lifted her arm and showed me a small bump a few inches below her armpit, on her inner bicep. “I haven’t had sex in over eight years.”

  My eyes flew up to hers, “Eight years?”

  “Yes, since before college. You can trust me, Carson. Please, I want you. I need you now.” She scooted down slightly, and the tip of my dick parted her pussy.

  “You can trust me too. Fuck, I need you. I need you so damn bad, Baby.”

  I tried to plunge straight into her, but she was so tight. I had to stop and pull back, and even with those small strokes, electricity began to spark its way through my body.

  “More, Carson. Give me more.” She whimpered as she held onto my triceps.

  I swung my hair to the other side of us so the sun could shine on her face.

  “Open your eyes.” I raised a hand and trailed my thumb over her bottom lip. She did as I asked, and I kept my gaze locked on hers. I was sure I would remember this moment for the rest of my life. I pushed in and watched her expression change from need to pure ecstasy. When she bit down on her bottom lip and her eyebrows furrowed in slightly, I knew I’d be chasing that expression for the foreseeable future. I let her body become accustomed to my size, her body stretching after years of not being with anyone.

  She raised her hand to my scruffy face and slowly, deliberately mouthed the words.

  “Fuck me.”

  My will power and restraint vanished at that exact moment, and the beast she swore I was, reared its ugly head.

  “That’s what you want? You want me to fuck you, Baby?” I pulled myself up on my knees and let her legs wrap loosely around my hips.

  “Yes, Carson, yes. I want it. I want you.”

  I grabbed her hard by her small waist. My large hands nearly encircled her entirely. I held her tight and pumped into her hard, hard enough for her to scream on the first thrust.

  I didn’t stop the pace. I should have. I should have drawn it out, but I was too far gone and too invested in reaching the finish line. Plain and simple, I needed to cum. Now.

  “Shit. Baby, I’m going to cum.” I rammed into her.

  I could feel her body tightening up around me, the tension in her body signaling she was close to another release of her own.

  I concentrated as hard as I could, trying to hold out just a little longer. I dropped down, so my mouth was by her ears, hoping this one last trick would get her there.

  “You feel how perfect you are for me, Baby? You feel so good.” I whispered in her ear, and just like I thought, it was almost as if her body went into overdrive. She bucked up against me faster and harder than before. Her nails raked down my back, and she moaned in need.

  “You’re all mine now, Baby, all mine.” I bit down on her ear lobe, and she screamed my name while she clutched onto me as her orgasm tore through her.

  “Thank fuck.” I grunted and doubled my efforts as the first spurt of cum shot out of my cock. I felt like every inch of my skin had an electric current running over it. I stilled deep inside of her as wave after wave of pleasure washed over me.

  “Why the hell are you so damn perfect?” I groaned as I fell on top of her in a huff after my orgasm had finally ended.
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  “Well, there had to be one shining example. Naturally, that’s me.” She winked at me as she pushed me off her and onto my back. She picked her head up and rested it on my chest.

  “You know that was well worth the…” Before I could finish the sentence, I could hear the slight snore coming from the woman lying on my chest. I chuckled softly as I pushed her dark hair away from her face. She was knocked out. She had worked all night then came straight to be with me.

  I leaned back and just let her relax. I could, for sure, get used to this life.

  Chapter Thirteen

  We didn’t leave the bed for a few hours. Every time Frances would wake, she was ready to go another round.

  “No, woman, it’s time for food. Both of us are starving to death here.” I crawled out of the bed before she could grab hold of me again. I bent down to get my pajama pants.

  She laughed and pulled the cover around her waist, “Ok, I just thought maybe you wanted to see what I learned in my summers at gymnastic camp, but ok.”

  I stopped, with one leg still halfway out of the pant leg. “What? What did you learn? I want to know.”

  “Never!” She yelled and ran out of the bedroom.

  “Hey!” I called after her and tried to give chase, but I forgot I hadn’t pulled my pants up, and I fell straight on my face.

  I rolled over on my back and quickly yanked my pants up.

  “Carson!” Frances screamed for me.

  It wasn’t the playful tone she’d been using all day but a fearful one. Something was wrong.

  “Frances!” I called as I tore out of the room like a bat out of hell and raced down the stairs.

  What the fuck?

  “Who the fuck are you, and what are you doing in my house?” There was a man dressed in a dark suit standing still, by the door. He didn’t speak a word, but he did look over to the den area.

  When I followed his eyes, I saw a woman, a woman I hadn’t seen in years. I let out a sigh as the rage I’d felt moments ago drained out of me.

  “Claire, is this your guard dog?” I turned and looked at the man, still standing by the door.

  “Oh, would you look at that. I thought you two would be fucking all day. Lordy. Yes, he is with me, can’t have people sneaking up on me, you know.”

  “Who is that?” Frances asked from her spot behind me.

  “Family. It’s ok. Throw on some clothes and come back down, ok.” I kissed her forehead as she turned and hurried back up the stairs.

  “Cousin, long time no see.” I walked up and kissed her on the cheek.

  “Yeah, I bet it’s a long time no see from anyone.” She joked as she walked over to the couch and sat down.

  “That’s on purpose, you know.” I sat down next to her, leaning back and waited for her to get to the reason behind her visit. Claire was my uncle's daughter. Both her parents had passed away at a young age, so she lived with my grandparents while they were still alive. Out of my entire family, my brothers included, Claire was the only one I could stomach. She was snobbish in her own way, but it was an inclusive hate of everything instead of prejudice against a few like my father and the rest of his crew.

  “Did you get my package?”

  “It was you?” I thought back to the day I received the mysterious dossier in my mailbox. I’d never figured out who gave it to me. I guess it made sense it was her. “How did you find me?”

  “It wasn’t as simple as I would have thought, but I knew you weren’t out on the street, they’d have found you if you were. Plus, your mother may act like a cold fish, but there is no way she would have been as cool as she was if she truly thought her youngest son was homeless and missing. That only meant that she knew where you were and that you were ok.”

  I turned as Frances came to stand next to me. I pulled her, so she was sitting on my lap.

  “Oh, it looks like you made some new friends.”

  Frances looked to me for a brief second just to get the ok before she turned and introduced herself, “Hello,” she put her hand out for Claire to shake. “I’m Frances Hoffman.”

  “Claire Ingram.” My cousin shook her hand and giving her a terse smile.

  “So did anything come from that dossier?”

  “Oh no, they weren’t able to find you either. Luckily the lovely folks of Falls Village did the job for him.”

  I could feel the panic beginning to rise, did someone get in contact with my father. “What? What do you mean? Someone reached out to dad?”

  “No, not intentionally, that is. Look.” My cousin pulled out her phone, swiped at it a few times, and then showed it to me. “You’re a hero.” She smiled brightly.

  I watched a video of me pulling people from a burning car. Someone in the crowd had been recording and uploaded it to YouTube and sent it to a local news station. It ran last night, and already the YouTube video had over a hundred thousand likes. I was trending as the beast in the Falls Village castle, who saved the lives of three children and their mother.

  I gave her back her phone, and even though both Frances and Claire were smiling at me, I didn’t feel happiness like they did. I leaned back against the couch and draped my arm over my eyes. “How long?”

  “Sorry, Carson, he’s already on his way.”

  I moved Frances off my lap and went to start getting my stuff together. The fairytale was over.

  Chapter Fourteen

  “Carson, I don’t see why you won’t let me stay. I can help you make him understand.” Frances said angrily as she walked beside me.

  “There’s nothing that could leave your mouth that would ever change his mind. I don’t want you around him. I know my father. I know the kind of vile things he will say, and then I’ll have to punch him in the face. That’s the last thing I want for you or him.” I reached down for her hand as we continued to walk to the urgent care center.

  “You know just because everyone calls me, Baby, doesn’t mean I can’t take care of myself. I won’t let him get to me.”

  “Oh, Baby, I know, darling. But he will get to me.”

  She huffed out a sigh, “Fine, well, what are you going to do after. You seem so sure he will kick you out of the castle. Where are you going to go?”

  I didn’t have a plan. I had no job, no extra money, and I owned nothing but what was in the house at that moment.

  I could pay for maybe a week or two at a low-end hotel, and then that’d be it. I was about to be homeless.

  “I’ll get by, Baby.” I was either about to get slapped or be incredibly disappointed in myself for believing what we had was real, but there was no way I couldn’t give her a way out. “Listen. I know my shit is messed up, and I need to get myself together, so I would completely understand if you want to end what we have now. You know a clean break, you deserve more than a man who can barely feed himself. I am sure there are plenty of…” I saw the flash of flesh swinging in the air just in time to get my hand up to block the slap.

  “Who the hell do you think you are talking to?” Frances raised her other arm and slapped me hard in the shoulder. “Are you trying to insinuate that I would break up with you just because you’re down on your luck? What kind of woman do you think I am?” She swung the other hand, and it collided with my side.

  I bent down and wrapped up her arms so she could no longer hit me, “Frances, stop, ok, I hear you.” I kissed her tenderly on the top of her head before I let go.

  She glared at me.

  “I promise I’m not trying to break up with you, it’s the very last thing I want, but I don’t want to hold you in a situation you don’t want to be in. I had to offer, at least. I want to be with you.”

  She nodded her head once and continued walking. “Don’t offer that shit to me again. Next time I won’t miss.”

  We stopped in front of the urgent care, and just as she was about to enter, a small girl ran up to us.

  “What’s the matter, honey, are you hurt?” Frances bent down to speak with her.

  “No, I’
m ok, but I need Mr. Ingram to help Ms. Madeline.” The little girl looked up at me and put her hand out for me to take.

  “Me?” I pointed to myself in amazement. A few weeks ago, kids ran away from me in terror, and now one was willingly asking to hold my hand. It felt like I’d gone to sleep and woken up in an alternate universe.

  “Oh, this I gotta see.” Frances laughed and hurried behind us.

  I walked with the little girl slowly as she pulled me. We stopped in front of a tree, and she stood back and looked up at me.

  “I’m sorry, sweetheart. I don’t understand what you need help with.”

  “Ms. Madeline.” She said, but this time pointed up into the tree. A cat. Ms. Madeline is a cat.

  “Oh, oh, this is rich! I wish I had a camcorder right now! Oh, wait!” Frances fumbled in her pocket and pulled out her cell phone.

  I turned to glare at Frances, who already had her cell phone out and recording me while she continued to laugh. Then I looked down at the little girl, her mouth was set in a pout, and she looked up at me with tears in her eyes.

  “Don’t worry. I’ll get her down.” I smiled and walked over to the tree.

  “Oh, no, wait!” A woman came running out of one of the houses with a small ladder. She rushed over to me. “You don’t have to do that Mr. Ingram, I can get the hellcat out of the tree.”

  “Mom! Ms. Madeline is not a hellcat. She is a lady!” The little girl stomped her foot. “Besides, Mr. Ingram is a superhero, and he’ll save the day.” She smiled brightly at me, and my heart squeezed a little.

  I’ve been called many things in my life. Whore, asshole, bastard, sex god, but never have I been called a superhero. It was humbling, and there’s no way I was going to leave the cat in the tree. “It’s ok. I’ll get it.”

  I took the ladder from the woman and set it up. The cat wasn’t that far up the tree, but she was deep in the foliage. I grabbed the cat by the scruff of its neck and carefully pulled it out. I gritted my teeth as it scratched at my hand. The last thing I wanted to do was drop it.

  “Yeah!” The little girl cheered as I came down the ladder and gave the cat to her. She cradled the small animal against her chest before she threw herself at my legs, wrapping her free arm around me. “Thank you so much.”