Sexual Frustrations

27. Confrontation

Walking into the house I was greeted by Carl's grumpy face as he sat on the couch flipping through channels on the TV. The house was oddly quiet which only added to the awkward vibe I felt between the two of us. I sat down and tried to break the silence.

"Where is everyone?"

"Fiona's working, Ian's with Mickey, Debs is at Niels, Liam's upstairs." Carl answered blankly with his eyes glued to the TV. Great so I had to deal with Carl's shitty mood. I expected nothing less after the encounter with Matt but I still hoped he would act more mature about this. Looked like I was going to have to humour him.

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing." He laughed sarcastically. He was worse than a girl. Why wouldn't he just get it off his chest, he obviously wanted to.

"Why are you shitty?" I probed knowing this was exactly what he wanted.

"I'm not. I love ending our day together with you all over your ex boyfriend." He said, his voice filled with anger. There it was. I tried not to laugh at his accusation, he was being ridiculous.

"All over him?" I failed at holding my laughter in which only fuelled his anger more. "We caught up for coffee?"

"Yeah in the middle of our day we had planned together." I didn't want to think he was jealous but surely that was the only explanation for his over reaction? Why else would he have cared?

"I'm sorry if I ruined our day, I thought we were just hanging out here." I tried to smooth over the potential argument but Carl was still unimpressed.

"Whatever you can go run back off with him if you want." He rolled his eyes.

"Stop being so dramatic now you're the one ruining the moment!" I sighed, deciding he needed some tough love. I wasn't going to put up with him being over dramatic and jealous.

"Excuse me?" His voice raises and I could tell he didn't like what I said.

"If you can tell me that I ruin things then I can tell you when you ruin things by being dramatic." I stood my ground.

"Being dramatic? You fucking ran off with your ex boyfriend right in front of me!" He was getting louder by the minute and I knew this would turn into an argument.

"We were catching up. I haven't seen him in years." I defended knowing that I definitely didn't do anything wrong. We weren't even dating so technically I could have fucked Matt if I wanted to, but I wasn't going to say that. That would have made things so much worse.

"Didn't realise you still cared about him." He spat still incredibly angry. I was trying to defuse his anger but at the same time stand up for myself, which was proving to be way harder than I thought.

"Of course I care about him Jesus. He was a huge part of my life." I'll be the first to admit Matt wasn't the best boyfriend towards the end of our relationship but I wasn't the best girlfriend either.

"Well that's great hope you two are happy..." Carl was being so ridiculous I just had to shut him up.

"HES FUCKING ENGAGED." I yelled over the top of his rant to stop this stupid fight. Carl's words stopped as soon as he took in what I said. He stayed silent for a moment but the harsh expression didn't leave his face.

"What?" After moments of silence he said.

"He's engaged Carl. As in getting married. As in unavailable. Even if I was interested...which I'm not. He is off the market okay?" I sighed feeling a dramatic decrease of tension in the room. It was almost as if Carl visibly relaxed at my words. I knew overthinking wasn't my thing anymore, but this boy seemed to be jealous as fuck.

"Well you could have told me that from the beginning." He huffed crossing his arms. Clearly he was embarrassed at his unnecessary outburst. But he deserved every ounce of embarrassment he felt.

"I shouldn't have to explain myself." I couldn't help but laugh at what just happened. Although this pissed Carl off even more.

"Why are you laughing?" He huffed again like a child which only encouraged my laugher. We were so hot and cold.

"You were jealous." I said with a smug smirk plastered all over my face. I was going to enjoy rubbing this in.

"Was not." He defended sternly but I kept pestering.

"Yes you were." I sang crawling closer to him on the couch. "You were so jealous you were furious." I giggled and eventually smirk creeped up on his face and the anger disappeared.

"Whatever." He rolled his eyes. He caught my eyes as our laughter slowly died down. The atmosphere between us had gone from anger, to laughter, and now reached an intense sexual frustration. We were a roller coaster and I definitely didn't want to get off.

As our laughter died to a heated stare Carl slowly shifted his body so he was sitting up right and leaned into me even slower. The tension was high and I felt my skin prickling and my heart beat quicken, he hadn't even touched me yet. It felt like a lifetime before I felt his lips press softly against mine. And that's all it was at first, he just pressed our lips together and moved backwards. But that wasn't exactly what I wanted. Something took over me and without even thinking I placed my hand around the back of his head and pulled him back to me and kissed him properly.
The feeling across my whole body was something that I didn't think words could describe and no matter how many times I felt it, I could never quite prepare myself for it.
His hands on my hips burnt holes through my clothes as he lifted me up onto his lap. With my legs either side of him I could already feel the friction of us rubbing together and I already had to suppress a moan. It wasn't long before Carl pulled away, his eyes dark and lips puffy.

"Upstairs?"