Life & Love of the Tormented

Chapter Twenty Seven

  "So? Are we going to try this? For real this time?", Carter asks wearily.

  "Mmm Hmm", I say while looking at my feet.

  The uncertainty of letting Carter all the way in causes me to fidget with the hem of my oversized Papa Roach tee that I'd chosen to wear as a makeshift dress after our shower.

  He tilts my head up gently with two calloused fingers under my chin so our eyes can meet. Looking up at him calms the anxiety that had set up camp in my belly. I feel incredibly safe under his gaze and knowing he's officially mine makes me giddy. I watch a hint of a smile dance across his lips before he bends and presses them moulding into mine.

  Holy fuck...

  Carter's hands find the small of my back and he pulls me hard against him. His mouth moves slowly down my jaw to my neck, leaving behind a trail of red bite marks that fade after a few seconds.

  His hands creep up my spine pulling me against him, his hold is possessive but comforting and safe and honestly sexy as fuck.

  My arms snake around his neck and my hands dive into his damp hair. I pull his head closer to me, arching my neck to reveal my throat to him. He stops and runs his tongue ever so gently over my favourite spot, just above my collar bone, sending shivers down my spine. He dips his head and lets his lips kiss the same spot over and over making my head spin and my knees buckle slightly.

  His kisses turn to little bites overlapping one another before he pauses and sucks on my skin causing my centre to clench. I can imagine it has left the most perfect purple mark in its wake... his mark...

Holy.Fucking.Shit.

  My skin breaks out in goosebumps and my breath hitches causing a moan to escape my lips.

Carter's mouth finds it's way back to mine. Our tongues move perfectly over one another. Slowly growing hungrier, more aggressive. The only sound in the room is our panting and quiet moans.

  His hands move down and rest under the edge of my t-shirt. They press into the milky skin of my thighs as he lifts me up, my legs instinctively wrapping around his waist. He turns us around and lays us at the end of my bed, resting his weight on his arms on either side of my head.

  My legs stay put around his waist as his lowers his bottom half against my core. I release his hair and move my hand down to palm the bulge between his thighs. I rub my hand gently against his growing erection before popping the button of his jeans and using my foot that is pressed into to back to hook the waistband and help push his jeans and jocks off past his toned ass and hips.

Carter lowers his weight against me again letting me feel his hard length tease my wet core with only a thin piece of lace separating us. I wrap my small hand around his thickness and begin to stroke him, my other hand holding the side of his neck. Carter sucks in a sharp breath before grabbing my wrist and stopping the torture I was enduring on him.

  He pulls himself up onto one hand breaking our kiss. I'm panting and watching as this glorious man takes control of my body. He lifts my arms above my head and places both of my hands underneath the one of his that is baring his weight. Pinning me down.

He puts his lips back on mine, biting my lower lip gently, letting a growl creep out from deep in his throat.

  The fingers of his free hand move the thin material, of my dark grey panties to the side granting him access to my already wet and waiting centre. He runs two fingers up and down my sex making me moan.

  "Carter, Fuck", I say breathlessly.

  His mouth is on my neck again, this time just below my ear.