Chapter 30 – CARTER
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CARTER
A nna came into the home office with a smile on her face. She’d never looked like that after a visit with her family.
“I assume it went well?”
“Better than that.”
She came around to my side of the desk and perched on the edge. “Mom got sober while I was gone. Apparently, she’s been plotting to divorce Dad and ruin his life for years. Since shortly after I left home, actually.”
“Smart woman. Can’t say I saw that one coming.”
After Anna left, I’d reached out to my political contacts to find out how badly Hudson Vaughn was screwed. They reassured me that if he didn’t resign, he would definitely face impeachment. His party had already disowned him, and I doubted he would ever be elected to a political office again. He would retire in indignity, while Michelle enjoyed the majority of his fortune.
I really couldn’t have fucked him over better myself. As much as I wanted to hurt him, I was glad it was her. If I ever did to Anna what he did to Michelle, I hoped she would have the strength to do worse to me.
I pulled her onto my lap in the chair and she chuckled, looking over my face as if trying to decide something. It was the same look I’d been getting from her for weeks.
This was as far as we went. Close but not close enough.
I was dying to touch her. To taste her.
But beneath that, I was just so fucking relieved she decided to stay.
“What is it?” I asked quietly. “What are you looking for?”
She thought for a moment. “I’m not sure. Maybe the other part of you.”
I held her stare. “What part?”
“The dark part. The one that…hurts people.”
“Have you found it?”
“I’m not sure I’d recognize it if I did.”
I let out a long breath. “Well, it’s there. There is a darkness in me, Anna. You’ve seen it for yourself. I’m not going to pretend it doesn’t exist.”
She chewed on the inside of her cheek.
“But let me ask you this; have you ever been afraid of me? Afraid that I might do anything to hurt you?”
I didn’t breathe while I waited for her response, not knowing how I would accept it if she said yes.
“No. Never. Even when you’re doing crazy shit like throwing me in your trunk and locking me in your house.” She scoffed. “It’s actually ridiculous that I’m not afraid of you.”
I grinned. “That’s because you know me. You know this.”
I put her hand over my heart, just like I did that night on the beach all those years ago. “That this belongs to you.”
She pressed her lips tight against an emotion I couldn’t name.
I stood and set her down on the chair, kneeling before her. I kissed her right knee, then her left, watching her face heat and her fingers twist in the hem of her skirt.
“I remember,” she said on a breath.
“You remember your promise to me?”
“To be yours.” She gasped as I set my hands on her calves, running them up to the bends in her knees, higher along her thighs.
“That’s right.”
“Will you be able to keep that promise, Anna?”
Her green gaze searched mine, making one last search for something inside of me she couldn’t find. She wouldn’t, because that monster would never turn its sights on her.
Her lips quirked up on one edge and something in her eyes softened.
“I think I might.”
I gripped the edge of her tight t-shirt and pulled upward. Obediently, she raised her arms so I could tug it off and see her pink lace bra. The one I bought her .
“You wore the clothes I picked out for you,” I said with satisfaction.
“You picked these out yourself?” Her eyes widened. “I assumed you got a personal shopper or something.”
I shook my head. “You’re mine. I wouldn’t let anyone else decide what touches your body. That’s my job.”
I kneaded her breasts through the delicate lace. Her nipples stiffened under my hands and her back arched, then she was leaning into my touch. She was so perfectly responsive. I lowered my head to suck on a nipple through the fabric, and she moaned sweetly.
“These are mine.”
“Yes, Carter.” Anna’s eyes fell closed and she threw her head back in pleasure.
I lowered my hands to her knees and crawled them slowly under the hem of her skirt. Anna fell back into the chair with a moan. I took my time teasing her inner thighs, then groaned when I touched her wet cunt. I set my mouth against her chest.
“Bad girl,” I said against her skin. “Not wearing panties. What if you weren’t thinking, and you bent over? Anyone could have seen your bare little cunt.”
I pressed harder against her pussy and felt warm wetness drip down my fingertips as her thighs started to clench.
“Fuck, I can’t wait to get inside you.”
I shoved my fingers fully inside her and felt her walls spasm around me.
“Wait,” She said abruptly. “I never refilled my birth control. I…I didn’t even think about it with everything?—”
All the blood in my body went right to my cock and she seemed to catch on to exactly where my thoughts went, her breath hitching.
“Does that mean I could get you pregnant?”
“If we don’t use protection.”
As if I would ever put a fucking rubber between myself and that pussy.
“Fuck,” I groaned. The idea of my seed implanting in her that night had me harder than I’d ever been. My cock ached to be inside her tight velvet cunt. She’d look like a goddess when she was really pregnant.
I shoved her green skirt up around her waist so I could see her bare pussy, heat flushing up my back.
“Tell me no,” I ground out. “Tell me no, Anna, because I’m about three fucking seconds from burying myself in your pussy bare and fucking my baby into you.”
Her mouth fell open.
“Carter, no one gets pregnant on the first try. You can’t just put a baby in me because you decided.”
“Not going to stop me from trying.”
I kicked off my shoes and tripped out of my pants, watching Anna’s expression go from anxious to almost delirious with need by the time I got finished kicking my boxers off.
Grabbing her around the middle, I lifted her from the chair, knocking the laptop and files off my desk to place her atop it.
She hitched up her skirt for me like a good girl, and I lined my cock up with her entrance, watching my swollen head brush against her. A drop of my precum dripped down onto her, and my balls tightened.
“This is insane,” Anna breathed against my lips.
“This is perfect.”
I slipped my tip inside her, until the flared edge disappeared.
She looked down at our joined bodies, eyes slitted with desire.
“Are you ever going to tell me what that symbol means?” Her words ended in a high pitched moan as I slid further inside of her, but not enough so that the symbol inked into the base of my cock could be swallowed up.
“It’s a word,” I told her, grinning. “A name actually. I’ll give you a hint—four letters.”
She gasped, lifting herself up onto her elbow to get a better look at the simple monogrammatic symbol. I could see the exact moment she recognized the shapes of the letters. A N N A.
“You didn’t.”
“I did. Six years ago. I told you Anna. You are mine, and I am yours. You might’ve left, but that never changed. Not for me.”
Her chin quivered.
I ran my hand down her chest to our joined bodies. “Now, I’m going to bury this cock inside you. And when I’m done and you’re filled with my cum, you’re going to hold it there for me until I say.”
She nodded.
I wanted better than that. I tweaked her nipple between my fingers.
“ Yes .”
“Good girl.”
I could feel her walls squeezing my head tight.
“That turns you on, doesn’t it? Knowing you could end up pregnant.”
She nodded eagerly, clutching at my shoulders. The fact that she was turned on by it too just got me even fucking harder. But I held myself back, not letting her get my full length. I wanted to tease her a little longer.
I’d waited weeks for her to be ready. I wasn’t rushing through this.
I tore off her bra, palming her bare breasts. “Fuck, I can’t wait to see these when you’re pregnant. They’re going to be so gorgeous.”
Anna’s breathing turned ragged with want. Her nipples went diamond hard. I palmed her stomach next, grinning. “You’ll be so sexy when this grows, too. I’m not going to be able to keep my hands off you.”
She shivered as I ran my fingertips down her sides. Her eyes were glued to where my cock disappeared inside her. “Please, Carter,” she begged. “I need more.”
I spit on my fingers and circled her clit with them. “Like that, little siren?”
She shook her head. “Feels so good, but I want your cock. All of it.”
I’d never get tired of hearing her beg. So I gave her what she wanted, burying my length inside her in one smooth stroke. Anna whimpered as she stretched to accommodate me. The tight squeeze was so delicious, I could barely stop myself from releasing.
“Yes,” she gasped. “More, more .”
I eased her back to lie on my desk, her legs still wrapped around my waist while I stood. I held down her hips as I pushed forcefully inside her. She reached back to clutch the edge of the desk for support while I fucked her hard. With every stroke of my cock, I watched it emerge even more wet with her desire.
“Fuck,” I muttered. “I love watching your pussy swallow my cock. You’re so beautiful, Anna.”
She moaned incomprehensibly. Good—I was fucking her senseless, like she deserved. Her tits bounced beautifully as I pounded into her. Anna’s body was stunning now. Picturing her in the same position with a pregnant belly made my balls tighten painfully. I couldn’t hold on for much longer.
I brought one thumb back to her clit. She keened at the sensation, her pussy tightening even more around me. I watched her gorgeous face contort as she struggled to hold on in the face of the overwhelming pleasure.
“Let go,” I said gently. “You’re mine. I’ve got you. Now…come for me.”
She cried out and her pussy tightened around me as her orgasm took her. I bent down and kissed her before I followed her over the edge. My cock emptied inside her while her eager inner muscles milked me in. Nothing made me more satisfied than my cum filling my girl.
Careful not to dislodge my cock, I let myself fall over her, resting my head against her chest.
As long as I kept her full, I could keep my seed inside her.
Over the curve of her hip, I could see her photo hanging on the wall. The clouds parting to show the full moon, lingering like a promise. The moon and the black sea were meant to be together, just like Anna and me.
Her emerald eyes flickered open and she smiled down at me. “I never thanked you.”
“For what?”
She didn’t need to thank me. Not for anything. Ever.
“For never giving up on us.”
I smirked, kissing the space between her breasts. “Does that mean you’ll marry me, then?”
“Maybe,” she teased.
“Better decide quick.”
I made my cock jump inside her, punctuating the fact that I was keeping her full of my seed.
She swatted my arm. “I guess I could look at the ring. If you wanted to show it to me.”
I almost pulled out and went to get it right then, but decided better of it. Just a few more minutes like this, first.
Giving her a wicked grin, I decided, “Not until you say yes.”
She pursed her lips.
“Too bad since it’s a really nice ring.”
Her mouth opened on a mock scoff.
“Fine. I can wait,” she teased, a challenge in her eyes.
“So can I, little siren. So can I.”
Let’s see who would break first.