Life & Love of the Tormented

Sixty Nine

Carter's breath catches in his throat as I suck gently on his earlobe where my teeth had just been. His hands move from my back and he rests one on each of my hips. His grip tightens as my tongue flicks his lobe again before moving my mouth to draw circles on his neck.

"Amelia", he breathes.

I press my lips firmly against the skin covering Carter's jugular and pull the soft spot between my teeth, nipping and sucking gently. His breathing begins to quicken and his cock twitches against my thigh with each tortuous movement I make on his neck.

"Mmm?", I coo against his skin.

"We can't...", he begins.

I run my open palm down his chest and across his stomach until it lands on the growing bulge between his legs. I cup him with my hand and feel it twitch against my palm.

"Your family", he whispers and leans his head toward the bedroom door, reminding me that we're not alone in this house.

"Yes?", I hum, kissing the same delicate spot on his neck that I've been paying most of my attention to.

"They're... out... there...", he says quietly, trying to catch his breath as I stroke his member on the outer side of his sweat pants.

I step up onto my tip toes and place my hot lips at his ear once again, "You best keep it down then", I whisper softly before gripping his cock tight, letting his unspoken words get caught in his throat.

  Carter shudders and arch's his neck backwards, stretching out in an attempt to try to release the growing tension. His hardening shaft presses into my hand through the soft fabric. Out of reflex I begin to stroke him again, coaxing his erection. I place my free hand into his hair. Gripping a handful in my fist until his head snaps back up and our eyes to lock.

  "Fuck me until you forget about all the bullshit baby", I whisper to him.

I lean in and peck his lips before pulling away again and searching his face.

Carter's eyes begin to darken. The pain and sadness they carried moments ago are a distant memory. His hands move from my hips and slowly wrap around each of my wrists. The grip forces me to release him completely from both places.

I lower myself onto flat feet, my doe eyes looking up at him, waiting for his next move. The hunger that spreads across his face makes my crotch pool with anticipation. I fight against his hands playfully, I want to touch him.

"Please", I beg quietly.

He pins both of my wrists together at the base of my back and holds them in place with one of his large hands. He sweeps my loose hair over my shoulder revealing my collar bone to him.

I watch as his tongue swipes over both of his lips before he dips his head and plants a soft kiss on mine, then my neck, then my collarbone.

"Carter..", I breathe. Submitting to him completely and letting go of the control I originally had over this situation. This is what he needs right now. To be distracted in something other than reality. To have control over something while it seems everything else is falling a part.

He sinks his teeth into my soft flesh and as much as it stings it feels so fucking good. He begins to suck hard and I know for a fact he's leaving his mark on me. I wriggle in his grasp and try to rub my body against his. He's turning me on so bad.

He stops his attack on my skin abruptly and pulls me back by my wrists behind me.

"You started this... Just remember that", his low voice growls.