Life & Love of the Tormented

Chapter Thirty

"Oh shit!", Carter says pulling all the way out of me, leaving me empty and unsatisfied.

  He turns away, tucking his cock back into his boxers and zipping his jeans faster than I can even comprehend what's happening.

  When realisation hits me like a fucking bus, I jump down off the kitchen counter, pulling the hem of Carter's t-shirt as far down my legs as humanly possible trying to hide my shame.

  And there, leaning against the door frame of the kitchen entrance is Colton.

That fucking cunt!

"WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK COLT!?", I scream, my embarrassment and anger turning my skin a bright shade of red.

  Colton's laughter fills the kitchen as he enters, striding across the tiled floor, so proud of himself.

  Carter wraps his arms around me from behind, pulling me into him. I'm not sure if he's trying to hide me or hide himself.

  "HOW THE FUCK DID YOU GET IN THE HOUSE!?" I shout.

  "Good morning to you to Miss Black.", he sniggers. "You'd think for someone who was just getting fucked on the kitchen counter you'd be a lot more pleasant", he's still laughing.

  I wrap my hand around Carters wrist and drag him and myself out of the kitchen, down the hall and back to my room.

  I shut my bedroom door with a hard slam. I'm embarrassed as fuck and irritated at Colton for not only interrupting but for making it worse by saying stupid shit.

  I turn to face Carter, his arms once again find my body, wrapping around me and resting at my lower back.

  "I am so fucking sorry. I didn't know he'd have a key. Taya must have given him hers. You're probably so embarrassed and want to leave. I'm sorry I put you in that position. If you want to go I understand. I'm so sor..", he quietens my rambling with a kiss.

  "It's okay Amelia...  I'm not leaving... It was obviously not something I was expecting to happen but I'm not mad... It was almost... I dunno", he shrugs, "kinda hot being caught doing that to you on the counter".

  I look up at him through my lashes, he's smirking and there's a wicked gleam present in his burning blue eyes. He bends and kisses me gently.

  Holy fuck he's sexy when he's being dirty.

  I circle my arms around his neck.

"Really?", I ask looking up at him properly.

  "Really", he declares, dipping down to kiss me again.

  I pull him in and deepen the kiss, reigniting the flame that Colton's surprise arrival almost burnt out.

  Everything quickly becomes feverish and desperate. Carters hands find my ass and he squeezes each cheek in his hands. He abruptly lifts me up, my legs instinctively wrapping around his waist. He pushes me hard against the wall, our lips and tongues never parting. I reach between us and free his hard cock from his tightening jeans, stroking its length delicately and rolling my thumb over it's head. I move the thin lace of my panties to the side, holding his member in my hand and lowering myself onto him. I keep most of my weight against the wall so we can find a rhythm.

  "Oh fuck yes, that's better", Carter says against my lips.

  One of my hands find his hair, pulling slightly while the other helps me keep steady on his shoulder. He adjusts his footing and his fingers dig into the pale flesh of my thighs as he begins to pump deliciously into me.