9. June
Chapter 9
June
“ S hut up and kiss me.”
Our lips collided, teeth clashing, hands tearing at clothes. My negligee and panties hit the floor in a whisper of silk—his shirt dropping on top.
He seized a handful of my dirt-laden hair, his fingers tightening around the strands with a possessive tenderness that sent shivers coursing through me. And with a fluid motion, he spun us as if we were the stars of a grand ballet, our lives entwined in a passionate pirouette.
Our eyes locked as we fell onto the bed, his weight braced above me.
Is this really happening?
My belly stirred, sending jolts of heat between my thighs as I wrapped them around his waist, his pants an unwanted barrier between us.
“I’ve waited so long for this.” He moved a piece of hair across my forehead and then kissed me as though he would die without our touch.
A smile formed across my lips as he trailed down my throat, nipping and licking. “I think I’ve waited longer.”
His mouth covered my nipple, and he bit down, his tongue flicking over the hard peak, causing me to shudder beneath him. “Semantics.”
I grabbed his belt buckle and tugged. “This needs to be gone.”
“Gladly.” He moved to my other nipple, slipped the pert bud between his teeth, and scraped them against the sensitive flesh.
I gasped, my back arching as I tugged at his jeans.
He grabbed my hands and stood over me, undoing his belt buckle. After a quick fumble with the button, his pants and briefs dropped to the ground, revealing a heavy thick cock hanging between his thighs.
My mouth watered as I retreated further onto the bed. Butterflies fluttered in my belly, my skin tingling with heat.
Carter-freaking-Morgan was in bed with me.
He crawled toward me—the lion stalking his prey, and settled between my bare thighs, his veiny flesh nestled between my folds.
A soft gasp left my lips as I lost myself in the depths of his dark eyes. Heat radiated from him, igniting every nerve ending in my body.
He grabbed my ankle and brought it to his shoulder, his other hand running down the inside of my thigh. His lips followed in gentle kisses.
Goosebumps raced up my spine.
A deep chuckle rumbled in his chest, rich and velvety, causing me to squirm. My ankle resting on his shoulder as he moved further between my thighs until his kisses ended at my center.
“Carter, I’ve—“
“Shh.”
His tongue flicked out, and my head slammed back into the mattress, a groan stuck in my throat.
My fingers curled into his hair as he lapped at me like a hungry flame devouring kindling. I pressed him closer, my hips rocking against his mouth, seeking that rapturous release.
“That’s it, dollface.” A finger pressed against my entrance, and I let loose a moan as he pushed inside of me, one and then two, in a come-hither motion.
“God, we shouldn’t be doing this.”
Pressure built in my belly, and my leg trembled around his head as his wet fingers worked me into a frenzy.
He withdrew and pushed onto his knees, my hand falling out of his hair. He leaned over me and pressed his two fingers into my mouth. “Taste your contradiction. ”
My salty aroma exploded on my tongue as my lips curled around his fingers and sucked.
I stared at him through my lashes and sucked my arousal off his fingers as a smile formed across his face.
“That’s my dirty girl.”
A heavy pulse struck between my thighs.
He removed his fingers and resumed his perilous assault, beating my resolve into a puddle of liquid.
Tongue and fingers worked in tandem, making my back arch, my teeth piercing my lip as I moaned.
“Carter, I’m going to...” I exhaled and released a whimpered groan, my hands lashing into my hair and tugging at the tangled strands.
“Yes, come on my face, baby.”
I moved my hips against him and cried, my breath catching, causing my temples to throb. Before my climax came down, he twisted me around—my braised knees smarting under the weight.
His hand gripped my hip as he lined up at my center and slammed home.
I screamed, a full-bodied moan as he pumped inside of me, his hand sliding down my spine and taking hold of the back of my neck.
He steered me back, his relentless onslaught building tension inside, threatening to split me in two.
“God, yes. Carter.” I held the back of my head against his shoulder and groaned, his hand shifting from my hip to around my waist.
“You need my cock, don’t you, dollface?” His heavy breaths caressed my ear.
“I’ve needed it for so long.”
He pushed in deeper. “That’s right.”
My body jerked forward with the poisonous blend of pain and bliss, a whimper on my lips.
“Take all of me, June.” His teeth bit into my earlobe. “You can do it.”
I pushed back against him, my hips falling in tandem with his.
“Keep grinding against my cock.” He exhaled in my ear. “Just like that.”
A lingering groan vibrated his chest, sending moisture between my legs.
“Arch your back for me.” He pressed his hand in the middle of my spine and took hold of my hair, bending my back away from him. My ass jutted against him. “I wish you could see this.” His hand fell from my hair, and I looked over my shoulder.
Dark strands fell over his forehead as he stared down the length of his body, pumping in and out of me. “You like what you see?” I smiled and bit into my lip, flipping my gnarled locks to the side.
“You know I do, dollface.” His movements slowed as he ran kisses over my shoulder. “It’s the best view in the house.”
He pressed his hand in between my shoulder blades, and I dropped my face to the mattress—the comforter suffocating .
“Come with me.” He pushed deep into me and stilled, backed out, and then slammed home again. “I’m going to fill you up when we do.”
Warmth spread throughout my body as his hand moved down my belly and circled my clit.
“Okay, um ...“ I licked my lips as I breathed hard into the comforter. My mind fogged over, his hips rocking into me, shoving deeper, hitting places inside of me I hadn’t known existed. Pressure hit my lower belly as he hissed, my hips bucking against him.
“That’s what I want.” His hands shifted to my hips, his fingers digging in, spearing my body.
My clit pulsed, my soul throbbed as I fell over the precipice and collapsed onto the bed, my ass hoisted in the air.
“You’re squeezing me so tight.” He pumped into me and then stilled, releasing hot ropes of cum with a deep sensual groan.
Sweat slicked my skin, and the comforter wavered under my battering breaths as silence fell over us.
Cum slipped out of me and down my clit, dripping onto the bed below.
“You’re more amazing than I imagined.” He withdrew and ran the head of his cock over my swollen flesh, then speared his way back inside of me with a wet slap.
I rocked my hips against him, seeking the rebellious friction that set my skin ablaze.
“You’re a needy girl, aren’t you? ”
Wiggling my ass against him, I moaned, sinking my teeth into my lower lip, my lids pinched tight.
“We need to go.”
My eyes shot open, and I looked at him over my shoulder as he pulled out of me and then climbed off the bed, sucking the moment away with him.
I sat upright. “I thought you said there was something you needed to do first.”
“It can wait.” He pulled on his briefs and pants. “I don’t want you here another minute.” His shirt came next as I slipped off the bed and stood, his cum tickling the fine hairs on my inner thigh.
“Are you coming with me?” I picked up my negligee and tossed it over my head.
“Yes.” Carter swiped my panties from the ground, put them to his nose, and inhaled. “These are mine now.”
He put them in his back pocket as he crossed the room toward me, my body trembling.
Red marks on my hips and thighs highlighted the spaces his hands had been, and the swollen flesh between my thighs pulsed.
He reached out, cupping my cheek as he leaned in and kissed me. “You’re even more stunning with that thoroughly fucked look.”
I laughed, my eyes meeting his. “How presumptuous.” I shrugged with a smirk. “How do you know it was good for me?”
A sly smile played at the corners of his mouth. “The way you smell.” He pressed his nose into my neck. “Your come on my dick. “ He bit into my neck with a growl. “And because no one has ever squeezed my cock that hard.”
“You win.” I exhaled, and he released me, stepping back, his fingers playing with the fabric of my negligee.
“I always do.”
He opened the door and peeked down the hall before dragging me down the wooden staircase.
Cum slipped down my thighs as he pulled me through the main area with death inhabiting it and then out the door.
Carter’s muscles flexed beneath his shirt, his hair falling over his forehead as he moved.
What were we doing?
What am I doing?
My soul ached.
I can’t go with him.
I should’ve been savoring the remnants of what just occurred upstairs, of finally having him where I wanted him, but instead, he had us running out of here without a plan.
“Carter, wait.”
He stopped beside his car, his eyes narrowing as he faced me.
I licked my lips, a breath hitching in my chest. “Where are we going?”
Carter’s eyes flicked to the driver’s door, the dark tint disallowing anything inside to spring through. “I’m taking you home.”
My heart sank, and a cold knot formed in the pit of my stomach. “I can’t go back there, Carter.” I pulled my hands away from him. “Ethan’s dead body is in my bed, remember?”
Carter gripped the back of my neck and pulled me in as I tugged away from him, my hands flatting against his chest, the red, raised marks around my wrists a key reminder of my purpose here. “That’s not your home anymore.”
“What does that mean?” My eyes bounced between his.
“Your home is with me.”
My stomach leaped as though I’d bungee jumped off the zenith of the Burj Khalifa. “Wh...what?”
His nose brushed mine. “I’m never letting you go again. You’re coming home with me.”
“But Carter... I have a life here—“
“You had a life here. You don’t anymore.”
I pushed against him, heat slapping my ears. “Again... thanks to you.”
Carter’s hand slid down and grabbed my upper arm, chauffeuring me to the passenger seat. “It’ll all work out in the end. Trust me.”
He opened the door and placed me inside, flipping my feet in before slamming the door, his cum trickling to the leather seats.
Trust him?
I was a fool.
The driver’s door opened, and Carter slipped inside and started the engine as the man in the hyena mask rushed towards his car.
Blood stopped in my temples, threatening my vision with darkness as he approached. “He’s coming, Carter.” My hands trembled in my lap.
Is he going to force Carter to kill me?
How does this all work?
Nausea spun in my gut.
Paul held his arms out as Carter put the car in reverse. “Where are you going? The party isn’t over yet, and she still has a choice to make.”
He rolled down the window, his jaw tensing. “Fuck you and your party. In fact, fuck all of you, you sick bastards.”
Paul laughed. “I knew you didn’t have it in you.” He leaned on the window well beside Carter.
“You honestly think I would approve of everything this society offered? You forced me into it. I’m not you.”
He sighed. “I tried getting you to take that leap.”
Carter put the car in park, and my stomach flipped, my hand landing on his arm. “Don’t leave me.”
“I guess that something I needed to do has come to me .“ He pulled me toward him and kissed my forehead.
Getting out of the car, he squared off with Paul, who stood with a wicked grin across his face.
If Carter died, or they refused to let him leave, would they string me up like those above the glasses or drown me in the lake beneath the house?
Please don’t let him die.