Chapter 4
Chapter Four
MAX
Cari comes over a few days later when I’m editing the photos I took for the bridal shop. They came out better than I’d hoped. They don’t need much editing, just some cropping or adjusting the lighting, but I like to double-check before I send it to the client.
I’ll probably have to finish them tomorrow, but I’m almost done. I could probably send them as they were now, but I want to look at them with fresh eyes in the morning and make sure I haven’t missed anything.
I’ve been staring at my computer for hours, and my eyes are starting to kill me.
“Sorry, I just wanted to make sure they saved right,” I explain to Cari.
“No worries, can I use the bathroom?”
“Sure, you know where it is.” I nod, not glancing up from the screen.
I save everything and close out of Lightroom, then I make sure it saved to the cloud and close that too. I have backups of the original files, but I don’t want to lose all the work I did today.
Then I lock and shut off my computer, squinting and blinking a few times to let my eyes adjust. I should probably be wearing blue light glasses, but oh well.
“Hi, Frisky, how are you?” Cari is talking to my dog. Well, mine, and my roommates, Liz and Rachel.
“He probably wants dinner, lemme make sure Liz or Rach didn’t already do it.” I look around the room for my phone. I like to keep it away from my desk so I can focus on work.
“There’s already food in his bowl. I think he’s just happy to see me,” Cari calls back.
I walk out into the living room and see her sitting on the floor petting Frisky.
When Cari used to come over more, they used to hang out a lot.
Frisky would lie on her lap during movie nights and sometimes go on walks with us.
I feel bad that he doesn’t have that anymore, but it’s for the best. The last time Cari and I got too close, it almost ended badly for both of us.
“I can hang here if you’re still working?” Cari smiles, looking up. Her blue eyes blink at me behind oversized lashes and eyeshadow.
“Nah, I’m done.” I take a seat on the couch across from them, but Frisky barely looks at me. That’s fair. I haven’t been around much today.
Cari bends over to hug Frisky, and I can see down the front of her dress.
Her breasts are spilling out, pushing against the buttons.
She’s all dressed up, having come from an influencer event just a few blocks away.
When she texted to ask to come over, I almost said no, but right above it was the video she sent me the other day.
And just glancing at it made me horny as hell.
“Max?” Cari says my name, and I clear my throat, clearly caught leering at her.
“Yeah?”
“Like what you see?” Cari smirks, and I groan internally. I hate how well she reads me. It’s like she knows what she does to me.
I glance down the hall and listen for a second to see if my roommates are home.
I want to know how loud we can be. I don’t hear anything, which means they are probably out.
I get up, and pull Cari in for a kiss, her sweet lipgloss sticking to my lips.
She moans lightly in my mouth when I tug on her bottom lip with my teeth.
I pull back to help her stand and walk her to my bedroom. Frisky retreats to his usual spot under the coffee table. I close the bedroom door behind us as she sits on the edge of my bed and kicks off her heels.
“I guess you liked what you saw.” Cari giggles, and I smile. When she is happy, it’s so easy to fall for her.
“Sit on the bed, I want to do something.” I glance behind me at the mirror on the back of my door and grab a pillow from my bed. I toss it on the ground in front of her, and she looks at me with a raised eyebrow.
“I want you to watch yourself, watch us in the mirror.” I nod toward the mirror and she blushes.
“Okay.” She’s sitting on the bed, wearing sheer black tights.
I stand between her thighs and lean forward to kiss her.
Her body melts into mine instantly. Her hands reach for my body, but I ignore them.
I want to devour her. I’m in the mood to eat and make her scream for me.
It’s rare that we have no roommates at home, and we can be as loud as we want.
But when Cari is loud, she’s like my own personal OnlyFans.
It’s sexy as hell. I unbutton the front of her dress and her white lace bra peeks out, her pink nipples already poking through. I groan as I kiss her neck, nibbling lightly and licking slowly.
“Mmm,” Cari hums in my ear.
“I want you to be as loud as you want. No one’s here tonight,” I tell her with a smirk.
I kiss slowly down the front of her chest as I tug down the straps of her dress and unbutton as far as I can. The buttons stop halfway to her stomach, and the fabric falls to the floor.
The bra she’s wearing is barely covering anything.
I press my lips to the lace, and she moans.
I reach behind her and unhook her bra and toss it aside.
Taking her nipple in my mouth, I suck on it hard and she gasps, grabbing the back of my head.
She tangles her fingers through my hair and tugs on the ends.
The harder I bite, the harder she pulls.
I use my free hand to run my fingers over her pussy.
Through the thin tights, and an even thinner pair of panties, I can feel how wet she is already.
I cup her pussy and the heat radiating from her is vast. I drop to my knees on the pillow.
I’m not nineteen anymore; I need to save my knees for work.
“Fuck, you’re so wet already, aren’t you?” I pull back and look up at her.
“Yes.” She groans.
“Why don’t I help take care of that then?” I tug her tights down her legs, they’re skin tight as she lifts her legs over my shoulders to get them off. I kiss down her thighs and legs, tossing them on the floor. Her white thong matches her bra.
Cari moans and gasps when my lips touch her pussy through the lace.
“Honey, I need you to touch me,” she begs.
“I’m going to tear these panties to shreds,” I tell her, and before she can reply, I rip from one side to the other. Cari gasps under me as I take the ripped fabric away with my teeth. I can smell her arousal, her sweet scent captivating me like a drug.
“Yes!” Cari screams out as I lick her pussy.
My tongue moves ravenously through her slick folds. Her hand latches around my head and pushes me into her pussy. I glance up, and she’s too busy looking ahead like I asked to notice me.
Fuck, she’s so fucking hot. I’m savoring the taste of her as my tongue slides through her pussy. Cari’s pillowy thighs press against my head like a helmet. I suck on her clit and she’s screaming for more.
“Max! Yes! Holy fucking shit! Yes!” She’s shrieking in between gasps and pants. It’s music to my ears.
I dip my tongue inside her, and she grips my hair even tighter.
This is my favorite part of hooking up with her for so long, I know exactly what makes her toes curl.
Her body is like a puzzle that’s taken months to finish.
I can kiss her neck or bite her nipples in all the right places to make her scream for me.
It’s one of the reasons we started hooking up again.
The sex is so fucking addictive, even when we know we shouldn’t, we can’t stop.
Too many times, she’d end up sitting on my face after running into each other at River and Aspen’s place.
I knew it was bad when I was thinking about her during work.
Thinking about tasting her mostly, but on rare occasions I was thinking about kissing her too.
But we eventually started hooking up again and I knew it was going to take a lot for us to stop. It’s too hard to have a one night stand and settle for mediocre sex with someone I barely know.
Cari is playing with her nipples, little gasps fill the room in between her begging. “Please please please. Max oh my God.”
My tongue dives in and out of her while I pinch her clit with my thumb and pointer finger.
She’s gripping the bedsheets, pressing her thighs together even tighter, and I know she’s on her way.
Her orgasm is coming any second. I can feel her swollen clit between my fingers, and her pussy is dripping all over my chin.
I slurp up the last of her as she cries out my name. Fuck, is there anything hotter than this?
“Max! Max! Don’t stop! Please!” Cari gasps, and her legs suddenly go limp on my shoulders. I kiss her inner thighs, indirectly wiping her juices from my face.
I stand up, stretching out my knees. God, I’m barely thirty and my knees aren’t what they used to be. Cari is lying halfway on the bed, her legs hanging off the edge as she catches her breath.
I head to the kitchen and grab her a glass of water. When I come back, she’s sitting on the edge with the sheet draped halfway over her body.
“Here, drink.” I hand her the glass, and she nods. She gulps down the contents and smiles at me. Fuck, what is it about that smile of hers that gets me feeling like this?
“Good girl.” I wink. Trying to ignore the butterflies in my stomach.
“Don’t call me that if you don’t want to be on your knees again,” Cari warns.
“Maybe that’s where I want to be.” I shrug. I put the glass on my nightstand and walk over to kiss her.
“Mmm.” She pulls back. “How are you still so dressed? That needs to change.”
“Not tonight.” I shake my head.
Cari frowns. “Why?”
“I have my period and I don’t want a murder scene on my sheets.” I chuckle.
“Ugh, I’m sorry. Why didn’t you tell me before?”
“It can be a boner killer, and I was in the mood for a meal.” I say nonchalantly.
Cari blushes as I climb onto the bed. “Come kiss me,” I say.
She lies back on the bed, and I get under the sheet with her.
Her lips press to mine, and there’s barely any of her gloss left, but I can still taste it.
She’s wearing the strawberry one today. I like the cherry one the best, but I’m okay with any of them as long as it’s not that lip plumping one.
She wore that one without telling me once, and it felt like my lips were on fire.
Not to mention neither of us thought about what would happen if she went down on me, so I had a pussy that felt like someone put Icy Hot on it for hours.
“Mmm,” I hum into her lips.
We stop kissing when I start to yawn. I’m tired from staring at the computer all day long, but it feels nice just lying with her. I’m struggling to keep my eyes open, but Cari pulls me into her arms, playing with my hair. It’s so calming, so I don’t tell her to stop.
Before I know what time it is, my eyes are closing as I listen to Cari’s heartbeat.