friday knights

37 ... letter game

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37

☊ | track twenty-nine—touch it

"OPEN," AMIRA GIGGLED AS Carter tucked his hand underneath her jaw and gripped it, tilting it up while she sat on her knees. His jaw clenched as he stared into her eyes and pumped his cock over her open mouth. To help him edge closer, she kissed the tip and swirled her tongue around the head. "Fuck," he stroked faster and gripped her jaw tighter. "You're so fucking pretty," He groaned. "So fucking..." He shook her mouth open and came down her throat. "...pretty," he breathed heavily, stroking until dry. "Swallow."

"Already did," She smirked.

"Get up here," he helped her up and kissed her.

"Okay so I never told—or showed anybody this," She pulled out of his arms and climbed on the bed. "Not even my parents know because when I used to secretly take them with my middle school friend, they thought I was in after school club." Carter opened his mouth for questioning but paused because his throat went dry at what she did next. Revealing the cause of his death. Stretching her legs out into the perfect split.

Carter got flustered as so many things ran through his mind. "I think I just got butterflies for the very first time," He cleared his throat and Amira smirked, leaning her arms behind her. She positioned her legs in a straight line just to slowly stretch them open. Carter's eyes widened as he crawled on the bed like a hungry animal getting ready to attack its prey.

She closed her legs once he began kissing up her long smooth skin. "Tease," he muttered, gripping her thigh.

"Why did you um," He cleared his throat again, suddenly forgetting the English language. "Words dear," Amira teased, cockily tilting her head to the side. "You're going to be the cause of my death."

"As long as I'm the thought in the back of that mind."

"Now," she tilted his gaze up at hers with her foot. "Don't look anywhere else and use your words."

"Don't say things that'll immediately make me get to fucking you," He traced her ankle tattoo. "Va bene."

He sucked in a breath. "Smart ass."

"Why'd you hide doing gymnastics from your parents?"

"Having an overprotective dad who refuses you from being a girl is why. And if I told my mom, she would have to tell him. They're a team and that's just how they work, but fuck it was annoying growing up."

Carter chuckled, dragging his eye's down her body.

"Just how flexible are you?"

"Stretch me and find out."

'God I love this woman' he said internally.

Grabbing her ankles, Carter lifted each foot to kiss the region before yanking her forward earning an excited giggle from Amira. With each second of spreading her legs apart, he couldn't believe it. "Does that hurt?" He looked up at her to see her calm and collected.

"Nope," She said as her legs stretched out far, each foot at either end side of the bed. For the very first time, butterflies erupted inside Carter which he didn't think was possible. But ever since the she-devil in front of him came and replanned his future, anything seemed possible. She felt made for him. If he couldn't bring or see himself to be with any other woman, he truly believed Amira was made for him and vice versa.