Chapter 12
Jax
Somehow, we were able to coordinate with all of Carter’s family and my parents to visit us within just two weeks, which was good, because the sooner we could get started on preparations, the better. Most people had nine months to prepare for a baby. We now had three.
On top of all of the normal preparations, we also had to worry about the adoption process as well, which would involve a shit ton of paperwork and even a few home visits.
This place needed to look perfect. Everything had to be up to code, while still demonstrating how much love we were going to give this baby.
I’d take care of the love part and let Carter handle the rules and regulations. She was good at that. For some strange reason, she seemed to love it.
Carter’s moms arrived on Friday night, but we couldn’t tell them anything until her siblings’ families and my parents arrived the next day.
I was happy all of them were planning to head this way early, because keeping this in was killing me.
Every time Carter’s moms asked about what was new, I thought I might burst. It was honestly lucky that I didn’t just shout it out at some point.
When we got in bed on Friday night, I knew I needed a way to get my pent-up energy out. “How quiet can you be if I make you come?” I asked Carter between placing kisses on her neck. “Think you can keep yourself from screaming my name?”
Carter giggled. “Do I normally scream your name?”
I smirked at her in the way I knew she couldn’t resist and raised one eyebrow. “Sometimes.”
“I think maybe I can do it.” She bit down on my ear and blew into it, causing goosebumps to pop up over my whole body. “Just this once.” She ran her hand down my body and brought it between my legs. “I hope you can too.”
Okay, maybe I couldn’t. She hadn’t even broken the plane of my pajama pants and I already had to bite my lip to keep myself from making noise. “I… I think I can.”
“Thinking isn’t good enough.” Carter put one hand on my chest to push herself away from me and off of the bed. “Luckily, I have an idea.”
She sauntered across the room and opened one of her dresser drawers. She rustled through it for only a few seconds before pulling out a handkerchief. She held it in the air. “This should do the trick.”
She sauntered back over to the bed and gently put the handkerchief over my mouth, tying it behind my head. She kept it loose enough that I could breathe well, but tight enough to show that she meant business.
When she was done with that, she stared at me and tapped her chin as if she was thinking. “Something is missing.” A sly grin came onto her face as she lifted one finger in the air. “I got it.”
She got off of the bed again and went to the closet this time.
She took out the box filled with our sex toys and pulled out a pair of fuzzy handcuffs.
She nodded toward me as she walked back to the bed.
“Hands behind your back. I don’t trust you to behave yourself. I need you fully under my control.”
I groaned, but couldn’t fight her because of the handkerchief in my mouth.
“Did I fucking stutter?” she asked as she crawled onto the bed. “I told you to put your hands behind your back.”
She used that same line the first time we had sex and had said it so many times since then, but it never got old.
It still turned me on so badly, which was probably why she kept saying it.
I followed directions and put my hands behind my back.
I had been with Carter long enough to know that when she was in this dominant of a mood, we wouldn’t get anywhere unless I followed her directions.
“Good girl,” she said as she reached behind me to put on the handcuffs. Just like the handkerchief, she made them just tight enough to not cause any pain.
Much to my dismay, her next move was to get off of the bed. I wanted to ask her what she was doing, but I fucking couldn’t. Why did that fact make me so hot?
I watched as Carter slowly removed layer after layer of clothes. While it was an amazing sight, it didn’t help the throbbing of my center. I needed to touch that body, but I couldn’t. Fucking hell.
Carter crawled back onto the bed and sat up on her knees.
Instead of helping me remove my clothes, she brought her hand between her own legs.
She threw her head back and moaned softly as she touched her.
When she brought her head back up, she looked me directly in the eyes. “This is driving you insane, isn’t it?”
When I nodded like crazy, Carter simply smiled in response.
“I figured it would. You were already on edge and now you have to lay there and just watch me get myself off, without being able to do anything about it.” She moved her hips, so I could get the perfect view of her sliding two of her fingers inside of herself.
I groaned, partially because I loved the view and partially because it was killing me that I couldn’t be part of the action.
As if the whole scene wasn’t already sexy enough, Carter kept her fingers inside of herself and bounced up and down on them.
While she did, she used her other hand to fondle her own breasts. Fuck.
I could see the way her face changed as she brought herself closer and closer to the edge.
Her eyes were squeezed shut, her head slightly back, and she was biting down on her bottom lip as if that was the only way she could keep herself from screaming.
Her forehead glistened as sweat started to form on it, but she didn’t stop.
She continued to fuck herself on her fingers, while feeling herself with her other hand.
Her motions kept getting faster and more erratic until her mouth flew open and she gasped. A few seconds later, she collapsed on the bed.
It felt as though my vagina had its own heartbeat with how much my center was throbbing. I could feel the pool of liquid in my underwear from being so wet. I was pretty sure it would only take one touch from Carter to make me explode.
Carter apparently wasn’t ready to touch me though.
She stood up from the bed once again, causing me to squirm around to try to break free of my handcuffs.
Carter turned around and waved a finger at me.
“Be a good girl, and I’ll make it worth your while.
If you escape from those, you’ll be the one getting yourself off tonight. ”
That honestly didn’t sound so bad right about now. I didn’t really care who touched me. I just wanted to be touched. Except, Carter was ridiculously sexy, so no matter how much I tried to convince myself otherwise, I knew she’d make it a million times better.
I stopped struggling and gave her my best puppy dog eyes, praying that would work. It must have done something because Carter smiled at me and turned around to go to the closet again.
This time, she pulled out our biggest dildo and her harness. Fuck. Okay, she wasn’t lying. This was going to be fucking earth-shattering.
I watched in awe as she put everything on and made her way back over to the bed. She moved her hands to the top of my pajama pants and pulled them down along with my underwear.
She brought her face between my legs, inhaled through her nose, and then licked me. It was only one quick lick, but it still had me squirming.
She sat up and smiled at me. “I’d say you’re ready.”
My head moved up and down as if I was a bobblehead doll.
“Good,” Carter said with a confidence she only had in bed. “I’m going to fuck you so hard that you forget your own name.”
I moaned to let her know how much I liked that idea.
Carter sat on top of me and slowly pushed the dildo inside of me. I groaned as it went deeper and deeper. When I thought she couldn’t possibly get it in any further, Carter continued to push it in.
I tried to keep myself from making noise, but it was a good thing my mouth was covered, because she was pulling sounds from me that I didn’t know existed. Just when I thought it couldn’t get better, she pulled it out and pushed it in even harder.
She continued to push harder and faster until I couldn’t take it anymore. Even though I tried not to make any noise, I let out a scream that was muffled by the handkerchief.
Carter removed the handkerchief and quickly brought her lips to mine to silence me. Even though I had almost nothing left in me, I opened my mouth to hers and when our tongues touched, fireworks went off behind my closed lids. This was definitely worth the wait.
***
Even though Carter had kept me up for half of the night, I still woke up early the next day. I was too excited to sleep. I extracted my body from Carter’s and quietly made my way downstairs.
When I got to the kitchen, I was surprised to find Mama Charlie already drinking her morning coffee. “You’re up early,” I said with a yawn.
Charlie held up her coffee in greeting. “I couldn’t sleep.”
“No?” I tilted my head at her. “Why not?”
Charlie chuckled. “Because I’m not an idiot. I know you two have something to tell us.”
“What gave it away?” No sense in trying to hide it now.
“Aside from everything?” Charlie laughed again.
“It was a very random time to insist we all come down to visit, even if the back to school excuse was a pretty good one. I might not have questioned it if that was the only sign, but then the two of you were acting so strange last night. I realize I don’t know her too well, but if I had to guess, I’d say Eliza was acting differently than usual too. ”
“I can’t tell you.” I walked over to the coffee maker to try to distract myself, so I didn’t do what I just claimed I couldn’t. “Carter would kill me.”
“I don’t doubt that. Don’t worry, I won’t push it. I just hope my children aren’t late as usual.”
“I love Olivia, but I might kill that girl if she’s running late today.”
When I sat down at the kitchen table, Charlie reached out and grabbed my hand. “This must be some pretty exciting news.”
I wiggled in my seat. “It is. It really is.”