Chapter 17 – Carr
Chapter Seventeen
CARR
“ H and me your phone.”
She does so with a question in her eyes. I call it and flip the camera so it’s shining at Violet. Then I hold up my screen to show Addison how our makeshift baby monitor works. She nods with understanding. With my finger to my mouth, I then pull Addison into the bathroom.
“I want to have the lights on and you might be noisy.” I explain at her questioning look. I prop my phone against a tumbler on the sink and turn on the shower. “This way you can scream all you want and not wake Violet.”
“You sound very confident.”
“I am but not because I have all this experience. You’re my one and only. It’s because I pay attention. Your body tells me all I need to know.” I reach out and pinch a nipple. “When I suck on these, your cunt spasms around my fingers, so I know you’re extra sensitive here.” I roll the hardened nub. “You could probably come just from nipple play.”
Her breath is shaky. “Fine, but you better keep to yourself from now on.”
I release her nipple and walk around to her back. She watches me in the mirror. I bend down and kiss her bare neck. “I’ve always kept to myself. I’ve been busy working, taking care of my extended family, cleaning up messes made by my cousins.”
The fabric parts as I pull the zipper down, revealing a long, sexy line of bare skin. I unhook her bra and slide my hands around to the front to cup her breasts. “Look at how beautiful you are.”
Unencumbered by the zipper, the silk dress slips off her shoulders and catches around her waist. I trace the bony ridge with my lips. Suddenly she pulls out of my grasp and turns on me. Her hands grab my lapels. “Your turn,” she decrees.
“I haven’t had a turn yet,” I protest mildly.
“You did earlier. I want a taste now. Maybe I’ll be the one making you scream.”
I hold out my arms. “Please, abuse me. I’ll try to take it like a man.”
I might have spoken too soon, too brashly because by the time she takes my shirt off, I’m ready to blow. She wasn’t even teasing me as she pushed the jacket off and unbuttoned my shirt, but every little brush of her fingers against my skin sent a bolt of electricity through me until I was completely engulfed in a fire of lust.
When she lowers herself to her knees, her mouth a scant few inches from my cock, my knees buckle. I throw out a hand and brace myself against the wall. “Put my jacket under you, my love. I don’t want your skin to get damaged.”
“I’ll ruin it,” she says.
“God, I hope so.”
“You’re so wasteful,” she accuses, but she folds my five thousand dollar wool suit coat into a tidy rectangle and places it under her knees.
It gives me time to recover a small thread of self-control so that I can enjoy her unzipping my fly. My cock bobs out, nearly slapping her across the face. She laughs. “God, it’s such an undisciplined monster.”
“It’s not undisciplined. He’ll do anything you want. Trust me.”
Her mouth is so close to my hard-on I can feel the heat of her breath. My cock strains toward her. She places a hand underneath, positioning my cock on it like her palm is a platter and my dick is the meal she’s about to taste.
She licks the tip. I groan.
She stops. “Are you okay?”
“No. Probably going to die soon, so please put me in your mouth so I can die with a smile on my face.”
Another small laugh escapes her. “I’d like you to live through this.”
“Let’s test it.”
This time, she encircles me with her mouth. Not much can fit inside her heated cavern, but it’s enough to roll my eyes into the back of my head. “Use your hand, sweetheart. You don’t need to take it all in.”
I close her fingers around the shaft and slowly pump our fists along my member. She picks up the rhythm quickly, so I move my hand into her hair, holding it out of the way as she shuttles the tip of my cock in between her lips. “Fuuuuuck. That feels so good, sweetheart.”
And then it’s too good. I pull out abruptly.
“What’s wrong? Did I hurt you?” She runs a finger under her upper teeth. “I was trying to be careful.”
“You were, sweetheart, but I want to be inside you. I want to come inside you.” I rid myself of my pants and boxers, which were wrapped around my knees, and pick up the wooden shower bench, placing it under the stream of hot water. A quick look at my camera tells me that Violet’s still asleep. I tug Addison inside the shower and close the door.
Under the hot spray of water, I lather her body, making contact with every nook and cranny. “We should seriously consider taking showers together every day,” I say as I spread her ass cheeks apart. Her fingernails curl into my biceps when my thumb rubs tiny circles around that puckered, forbidden hole. I dip inside, and she shakes.
“Feels good, doesn’t it?” I whisper into her ear.
“Frighteningly so,” she replies with a half sigh, half moan. She softens, and my thumb slips even deeper.
“Next time, I’ll put a little plug here and then take your cunt at the same time.” I lower myself onto the stool and spread her legs on either side of my hips. “But right now, it’s time for you to ride me.”
I remove my thumb and open her sex with two fingers. She’s still so tight, so tiny here. I could rip her in half if I’m not careful. But the water and the slippery suds help to ease my cock inside her. Her eyes are like two whirlpools, swirling with need. I capture her mouth, kissing her until we’re both dizzy.
“You ready?” I ask.
“You really have no business being this big.”
“I can’t help it. You should try being less sexy.”
“I can’t help it,” she repeats with sass.
I throw back my head and laugh. Fuck. My life is so good. She’s so good.