Yes Please || c.g. {complete}

Surprises

80

.Layla.

I couldn't believe it.

A week later, Carl and I were standing with the realtor in the kitchen of our new house. There were just a few papers left to sign, and then we would officially own it. Carl and my dad had worked out the details, and my dad's down payment combined with the loan amount Carl was able to get were enough for the first (and best) house we'd seen.

I felt a squeeze on my hand, and I looked over at Carl. He was smiling at me with wide eyes.

"It's ours," he told me, pulling me into a hug.

I squealed in excitement. "Oh my god, it is?"

"Congratulations, you two," Rachel smiled, gathering the papers up and handing Carl the keys.

"Thank you for everything, Rachel," Carl said as he shook her hand. "Do you mind if we have a look around after you go?"

Rachel grinned. "Not at all. Enjoy."

I smiled at her and thanked her before burying my face in Carl's chest again.

We heard the front door open and then shut, and Carl leaned back a little so he could see my face.

I smiled up at him in awe. "Thank you so much."

He was smiling back, but he had an intense look in his eyes. "Where can I fuck you first?"

I gasped. "Already? With no furniture?"

"Yeah," he nodded. "When I make you moan it'll echo. We have to christen the place."

I blushed at how ready my body felt for him at his suggestion. I suddenly needed him inside me. I wrapped my arms around his neck and our mouths met hungrily. I moaned at the feeling of his tongue encircling mine as his hands grabbed my ass.

Eventually he broke away to kiss down my neck, making my eyes roll back and leaving my moans unfiltered.

He grasped at the waistband of my pants and shoved them down before unbuttoning his own. He hoisted me up onto the large island, and I gasped at the coolness of the marble on my bare skin. I lay back, my breathing erratic with anticipation.

He didn't keep me waiting more than a couple seconds before I felt his mouth on me.

"Oh, fuck!" I shrieked, not ready for that, but totally fucking alright with it. "Carl, oh my god!" He was sinfully good at this, and within moments I was shuddering around him and practically screaming.

He stood back up with a smirk. "Told you it would echo," he said cockily as he lined himself up between my legs.

I was still dazed and panting, and I just raised my eyebrows at him in response.

"You're not too tired for this, are you?" he asked, teasing me with just the tip.

I moaned and arched my back. "No. Please," I begged. I knew he wanted me to, and I wasn't too proud to do it. Not for Carl.

He grinned and grabbed onto one of my hips as he guided himself in slowly, making both of us gasp.

"Fuck, this is my favorite place on Earth," he sighed, pausing briefly to gaze down at me.

I never felt more complete than when he filled me up, and the thought of us doing this in our house made me emotional. I couldn't help the tear that fell down my temple.

"What's wrong, baby?" Carl asked, reaching to gently wipe it away.

"I love you," I whispered.