Colossal Damage

45 . Breathless

Carter lets out a yawn and I decide it is my queue to go to his room . He stretches for the remote and puts the TV off . I turn and I grab his jaw and brush my lips against his . His hands instantly grab my waist pulling me to his body . My hands wrap around the nape of his neck near the start or end of his hair . I play with the little tuft of hair and he brings me to straddle his lap. Our lips dance in a furious tango against each other . He squeezes my hip as I deepen the kiss . I feel his chest rumble against mine when I lean my body forward . The heat of the kiss and the heat from his body leave me flushed and wanting more . He nips on my bottom lip making me emit a soft gasp. He uses this to his advantage and invades my mouth with his tongue . I'm breathless , but the good kind. I pull away while a lightly luck on his bottom lip . My eyes flutter open to meet his . The moonlight seeping through the curtains eliminates his skin . My eyes thoroughly examine him . I lift my hand and trace the pad of my fingers down from his nose to the curve of his lips . My fingers lightly brush against the barely visible , little freckles that dot his high cheekbones . My fingers then travel to his lips . His lips feel so swollen against my finger . I smile. I did that . His almond shaped eyes follow my every move . I bite my lips as I let this new memory soke in . The feel of him is something I want to be permanently engraved into every part of my being .
I go to move off of him ; however , his grip on my thighs tightens . I quirk my eyes at him and he smirks mischievously .

"It's worth getting screamed at tomorrow morning ." He wiggles his eyebrows at me . I sigh and wrap my arms around him again and slump into him .

"You not gonna take these off ." He attempts to pull at the pants but instead pinches me in the process because they are like a second skin . I swat his hands away and he pokes my sides .

"Come on let's get ready for bed ." He taps my thighs . I get up and ogle him as he discards his t-shirt. My fingers move on their own accord to trace the plains of his bare chest .

"Don't worry the tattoo is a work in progress ." I giggle at this . His bad boy facade faults as his skin is clear of ink . I move forward and bite his side . He squirms and grabs my neck careful to steer clear from my head .

"Release ." He taps my nose and I playfully growl .

"I thought I was the dog and you were the kitty ." I release and smirk up at him as I recall London's words .

"Yes you thought , but I think we both knew you're the little kitty ." I trace my hands down his chest . He purs and I fall onto my back giggling . He looms over me with that smirk of his and kisses my cheeks furiously .

"I'll be the kitty if you're gonna do that. " I stifle my laugh in his neck and push him off me .

"Your turn ." He grabs the ankles of the tight track bottoms and yanks them down . I shriek as his boxers lower exposing the stretch marks on my lower belly . I pull them up quickly . He discards the track bottoms on the floor next to his shirt . He shakes his head and pats my hand away from the waistline of his boxers . His fingers trace my ankles , up to my calf where he playfully bites . His hand continue their journey till they reach my thighs . He draws little patterns on my thighs leaving goosebumps in their wake .

"Try and guess what I'm drawing ." His finger moves in the shape of a heart . I get that one correct. It's ticklish yet so relaxing . His finger moves straight down .

"I ." He nods and continues drawing .

I shiver when his fingers trace down and then suddenly take a right angled direction to my inner thigh . That's an "L."

I close my eyes and my breathing quickens when he places a kiss on my knee before drawing an "O."

I feel his fingers trace a " V" and my breath hitches. I open my eyes and glance down at him . His eyes hold an unknown emotion as he traces an "E." They twinkle with the light of the moon light .

"Love ." I breath out in a breathless breath as he places a kiss on my thigh nibbling on the fatty flesh .

He looks directly into my eyes and gauges my reaction as he traces the last letters .

"You ." I intake a sharp breath .