Yes Please || c.g. {complete}

"Are You Serious?"

10

.Layla.

I really didn't plan on needing a release in the six or seven hours Carl would be gone for. I mean...Jesus, I'd gotten off more times in the past two days than in the previous two years. But thinking about any of Carl's talented body parts between my legs was more than I could stand. If I couldn't have his hands, I'd make do with my own until he was back.

It was like he knew I was up to something, because as I was still catching my breath, I looked over and saw that he had texted me while my hands had been otherwise occupied.

We flirted back and forth, and he asked me for a picture. I hadn't ever sent a guy a naughty photo, and I was kind of nervous that I wouldn't be any good at it. It took a few tries before I was satisfied with the result, and I sent it to him. The bold action gave me a rush, and the second picture I sent him was more suggestive.

When he sent me the old "eggplant/squirting" emoji combo afterward, I grinned. I knew I'd helped him out the way he had helped me.

When Carl got back to my place around eleven, I was lying on the couch with the dogs and watching a true crime show.

"Hi," I smiled as I stretched my arms over my head. Lenny and Sunny jumped up and went over to him.

Carl gave the dogs a quick pat before he walked over and bent down to kiss me. "Hey, baby."

Oh wow...I liked the sound of that.

"I'm gonna take these guys out real quick and I'll be right back," he told me as he grabbed their leashes off the counter.

I got up and went to the bathroom to freshen up a little. I anticipated some really nice things would go down now that he was back. I wasn't sure how long Carl would be into me, so I felt like I had to make our time together count.

I walked back into the kitchen and grabbed a pint of Halo Top out of the freezer. I grabbed a spoon and hopped up on the counter.

Carl came back with the dogs a few minutes later and smiled at me. "What are you eating?"

"Chocolate ice cream," I grinned. "Want some?"

He walk over and accepted the spoonful I had outstretched for him before he laughed at me.

"What?" I asked with a laugh.

"There is ice cream all over your face," he chided with a huge grin.

"Oh my god no there is not!" I shrieked, throwing my hand up to wipe my mouth, but Carl grabbed my wrist.

"No, let me," he breathed as he leaned in closer.

I closed my eyes as he gently licked along my lips. It was super hot and I was about to escalate things when he leaned back again. I pouted.

"We don't know much about each other, do we?" he asked with furrowed brows.

I shrugged. "I don't know. Why, is something wrong?" Oh no, here is where he says something like "this was fun and all, but..."

Carl shook his head, stepping back to lean against the fridge. "No, not at all. But I was just thinking about how I know just about every inch of your body, but not your last name."

I blushed, turning my gaze to my ice cream. "Do you want to know my last name, or would that make things less fun for you?"

"What do you mean?" he asked.

I shrugged. "I mean, what if you get to know me more and you don't like me as much?"

He laughed. "Are you kidding me right now?"