//Random Smut Scenes//

Making Love

Nicky has decided to go back to Spain after coming back to her home town to be with Carter, and he knows he can't change her mind. She only has one wish before she leaves... To be with him one last time...

TW:
This story contains lots of angst, thigh riding, oral, etc.
Read at own discretion...

This scene is a direct continuation of the first scene Long Time No See with a slight time jump. If you haven't read that one, please go back and read it before reading this one :)

"You will not believe what I just heard. So- wait, why are there bags in front of the door?"

Carter had just walked into the apartment, and he stared at my hands clinging to the bag I was holding.

"I'm going back to Spain. I leave in the morning."

He was about to say something when I stopped him.

"Before you try to stop me, you can't. It's already been finalised... I just have one favour to ask you before I go."

My throat burned from the lump constricting my airway, and I bit the inside of me cheek so hard I drew blood just to try to keep my tears at bay.

"Can you... can you please..."

A sob caught in my throat, making me stumble over my words. I had to stare up at the ceiling to stop the tears. But then I remembered how hard it was for me the last time I had to leave. And I found new determination.

"Hurt me. Hurt me as you have never hurt a person before. So I have a reason to leave."

"I... I don't understand. What do you mean?"

"I mean physically hurt me. I want to have one last night with you, but I want you to hurt me, so I have a reason to leave because if I don't I-"

He grabbed me and wrapped me up in the tightest hug I have ever felt, cutting me off as I started crying. Hard. So hard I felt like I would break if he wasn't holding me.

"You know I can't do that. I made a promise to you that I could never ever hurt you."

"Please, if... if you don't I... I can't leave you. Not now. Not unless you give me a reason to."

"Darling... ok. I'll... I'll do it."

My crying stilled and I slowly looked up at him with wet cheeks and blurred vision.

"You will?"

"Yes. But on one condition."

I nodded slowly, and he brushed the tears from my cheeks.

"You have to promise me that if it gets too much, you'll tell me to stop. Okay?"

I sighed, knowing he wouldn't go through with it unless I promised. So I nodded. He slowly leaned down, pressing his nose to mine before gently kissing me. I wrapped my arms around his neck, gripping his shirt to keep from crying. The kiss was slow and sweet, his hands tracing over my figure more gently than ever before. It was almost like asking him to hurt me made him gentler. But I would never be able to leave if he kept being so soft and heartfelt with me.

So I curled my fingers into his hair, trying desperately to deepen the kiss, but he wouldn't relent. I kept trying, practically forcing myself onto him, but still he wouldn't budge. His kiss was like the sweetest honey being dripped over the both of us, making my struggling movements slow and gentle. I started crying into the kiss, grabbing his collar and pulling him as close as I could. He pulled out of the kiss only to kiss the tears off my cheeks, the kiss tasting salty when our lips met again. He took hold of my waist, lifting my feet off the ground. I instinctually wrapped my legs around his waist, ducking my head into the crook of his neck as I continued crying.