Life & Love of the Tormented

Seventy Two

  "The beaches here are so beautiful", Carter says then places his bottle of corona to his lips and sips it.

  "It's stunning isn't it babe?", I smile up at his sunset lit face and wrap my arms around him from behind.

  "Mum would love it here. The sunset, the sand, the salt water", he whispers before bringing my hand up to kiss it. His lips are cold from his beer.

  "We will have to bring her", I say softly back to him.

  "I'd like that but I don't know if she'll be well enough... ", he says trailing off. He places another small kiss on top of my hand as if to end the conversation. He places it back on his stomach with my other hand and swigs his beer again.

I kiss his back, between his shoulder blades, through his t-shirt; a new dark grey surf branded tee he purchased this afternoon at the mall.

  I honestly can't imagine what he's feeling. Questioning weather his Mum would be well enough to be able to bring her to a beach like this one when it's only a few hours away from home. My heart breaks for him... and for her. She's too young to be terminally ill.

  What the fuck is the point in life if it's so easily taken away?

"Come sit with me down by the sand dunes?", Carter half asks half commands me, pulling me from my darkened thoughts. He grips my hands and drags me down the pebble stone steps toward the beach.

"I'm guessing I don't have a choice", I laugh, trying to keep things light after drifting into a serious moment only minutes ago.

  As we hit the bottom of the steps my havianas dig into the soft dry sand making it difficult to walk.

  "One sec", I call out, letting go of his hand and bending to take my flip flops off.

  As I stand up right I watch Carter's eyes dart away from me quickly.

  "Were you just staring at my tits?", I ask him with pretend disgust in my voice.

  "Yep!", he says proudly, "They basically fell out of your tank top and bikini when you bent over... It would have been rude not to glance at them".

  A smirk creeps across Carters lips.

  "Pervert!", I yell playfully and swat his bicep gently.

  Once I am barefoot, Carter walks us down the sand a bit before directing us between the hills of sand and sea grass and out of my families line of sight. He takes a large swig of his beer then places the bottle onto the sand before taking my flip flops from me and throwing them down. He lets go of my hand and proceeds to sit himself down.

  "Sit?", he asks patting the small space beside him.

  I smile, roll my eyes and take my seat on the sand next to him.

  "You okay?", I ask again. It's all I can think to say even though I know the answer already.

  Carter doesn't speak but answers by cupping my face with his large hands and leaning in to kiss me.

I'm guessing this conversation is over.

Within seconds the passion and heat between us rises. Carter is so full of need. He's desperate for a distraction.

  His mouth moves from my lips and hits my neck instinctively. His hands grip my body, pulling me closer against him. Touching every inch of my partially bare skin.

  Carter lifts me by my hips and pulls me over to straddle him. My black denim skirts begins to ride up, exposing more of my thighs to him aswell as the tiny bikini bottoms covering my centre.

  "You have to many clothes on", he whispers against the skin of my neck before nipping it gently and then soothing the sting by sucking the skin between his lips.

  "So you do", I whisper in reply, grinding my hips against his growing bulge beneath me.

I arch my back as he peels my black tank top up over my head. My breasts bounce freely in my bikini causing Carters eyes to dart south to my chest.

  "You're such a perv", I say quietly, my voice laced with seduction and hunger.

  Carter lowers his face into my cleavage before tugging the fabric that is covering my left breast down, revealing it. The summer breeze hits my nipple causing it to harden. Carter smirks up at me, cups my breast and wraps he warm wet mouth around the pink bud.

  A wave of pleasure rolls through me and my centre pools with anticipation.

  Carter moves onto the right breast and pulls my bikini down to expose it. He places his mouth over my nipple and begins to suck and nip and lick the bud. I rock against the straining bulge between his thighs, beneath his shorts, trying desperately to get a release.

  His hands claw at my body, feverish and wanting. He hikes up my skirt until it sits around my mid section putting my tiny bikini bottoms completely on show. He continues his assault on chest and neck. My skin is hot and I'm so wet I'm almost certain I'd cum the moment he touches me.

  With one hand he unzips his shorts letting his erection free. He pushes my bikini bottoms to the side and runs two fingers between my wet slit, grazing my clitoris.

  I moan quietly at his touch. I'm already so fucking close.

  Carter lifts me up before he slowly begins to lower me onto his hard exposed cock. Once the head of his length enters my slit he pushes up and buries the rest of himself deep inside me. A loud moan escapes my lips as he fills me.

  "Fuck Carter!", I moan out loud.

  His hand comes up and covers my mouth to silence me. He holds still, not moving a muscle as my pussy stretch's further and clench's tightly around him.

  "Be quiet baby", he whispers into my ear.

  I nod reluctantly in agreement.

  Carter moves his hand from my mouth and rests both large palms on my hips. He begins to roll my hips, grinding hard on his cock. I can feel him so deep inside me and I'm getting closer as we slowly begin to fuck on the sand.

  Carter wraps a hand around the back of my neck and pulls my face to him. He kisses me passionately. There's love and passion, despair and desperation all in the one kiss. It's as if he can't breathe without my mouth against his.

  His hips begin to thrust up and my movements change into a slight bounce to meet his. Every thrust becomes more aggressive.

  Fuck it feels good.

  "Baby I'm close", I moan quietly.

  "Me too", he replies in shortened breaths.

  I'm pretty sure we've both forgotten where we are because we're no longer concerned about how loud we are. Our heavy breaths and moans fill the air around us.

   Our eyes lock as Carter thrusts deeply into me one last time causing me to come completely undone. He presses his lips against mine as my pussy tightens around his shaft, tipping him over the edge and milking him as he follows suit and fills me with his warm seed.

  "Fuckkkk!", he groans.

  My forehead rests against Carters, we're panting and sweat glistens over our foreheads and shoulders.

Fuck that was amazing.

  "When you two are finished, the food is ready!", a voice calls from behind us.

  WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK!?