Page 25 of Forever After All

"How do you want me to touch you?" I ask, sweeping her hair off her shoulder. I run a fingertip along her collarbone that pokes out from the neck of her sweater. "Tell me what you want. I need to hear you say it."

"I want you to have sex with me." The words coming from her mouth send me over the edge and every last shred of my resolve breaks. I pull Alice towards me. Cupping her ass, I lift her off the floor.

She wraps her legs around my waist, but panics a little. "Fuck, put me down," she protests.

"Why?" I look into her eyes, genuinely confused. Having her wrapped around my waist means she looks taller than me like this.Sexy.

"Because I'm heavy! You'll hurt yourself," she protests and wriggles her legs trying to break free of my grip.

"You're perfect, I don't give a fuck if you're heavy, princess." I grip her ass in my hands, and give it a firm squeeze.

"A man has never picked me up like this before," she says,relaxing into my arms like a seat.

"They shouldn't have skipped arm day then." I reach up to kiss her once again, and she whimpers a little into my mouth, sending shockwaves to my dick. I walk us over to the countertop, and sit Alice down on top of it, pulling myself away to really look at her.

She's dishevelled, her hair is everywhere with mascara stains on her cheeks, but she's never looked more beautiful.

"Are you sure you want to do this, Alice? Like, really sure?" I need to know that this isn’t going to be a regret in the morning.

"I'm sure." The way she pants the words at me causes me to glitch, and then she pulls her sweater over her head.

Yep, the girl of my dreams is sitting in front of me in her bra and pants. Holy fuck, teenage Carter would be shitting his pants with excitement right now.

Alice stares at me, reaching her hand out for me. Her hair cascades off her shoulder and reaches her waist, framing her soft stomach, which is visible above the band of her pants. Every inch of her is begging to be kissed, and her beautiful tits threaten to spill out over the cups of her bra.

I'm doomed.

Alice jumps down from the counter, and her thighs jiggle a little as her feet touch the ground. She walks up to me, pressing herself into me. Wrapping my arms around her, I grab her bythe ass and pull her closer so she can feel the bulge beneath the fabric of my jeans.

"Undress me." She says the words so confidently, without confusion or hesitation.

"Yes, ma'am," I reply and reach up to unhook her bra. Dipping my head down to her shoulder and peppering kisses on her soft skin, I slowly pull the straps of her bra away, so it falls to the floor, and I swallow—probably audibly. Her large, perky tits demand to be touched, so that's exactly what I do. Reaching up to cup her chest in my hands, I skim each nipple with my thumb, and she hums under my touch. Finally having her, touching her, and caressing her naked body in my hands shatters any doubt I had about having feelings for her. I want her. Every single fucking inch of her. The safety net of clothing has gone. I knew the second I touched her everything would change.

"Fuck, you're so beautiful, princess." My fingers trail over her delicate skin.

We're just friends.

I pull my own shirt off over my head so we’re chest to chest, and she reaches up to touch me, delicately dancing her fingertips over my skin. Each touch lingers and I feel her everywhere. Alice presses her palm to my chest, and I look down to where our skin touches. Stepping back from me slightly, shedrags her fingers down my torso, stopping at the zipper to my jeans, before looking at me with her big green eyes, waiting for approval to touch me. I nod, and she undoes the button then slowly and tortuously lowers the zipper, not taking her eyes off mine. Reaching inside my jeans, she wraps her hand around the base of my cock.

"I want you." She strokes my length slowly. "I need you." She strokes again, and I snap.

Grabbing her by the wrist, I pull Alice's hand free and drag her across the room. I slam her body into the floor-to-ceiling window and envelop her in my presence as she squeaks from the cold against her skin. I kick off my pants and hurriedly pull Alice's to the floor.

The only thing between me and a naked Alice is her fucking thong, so I rip it off.

"Carter, what the fuck?" She giggles. “They were my favourite.”

"I'll buy you some new ones," I mumble into her skin as I gently bite her neck, and she writhes as my teeth dig into her skin.

Stepping back, I drink her in, hoping that the sight of her is burnt into my memory until the day I die. There is a reason why people have painted women who look like Alice since the dawn of time, and that's because she's art. A fucking masterpiece. Herpretty manicured toes lead to her long legs and her long legs are the stairway to goddamn heaven.

We're just friends.

"Turn around. I want you to watch the world go by as I fuck you," I demand.

"Are you crazy?" she screeches at me, and tries to move away, but I reach out and grab her by the hips, keeping her firmly in place. "Let go of me, Carter. I swear to god." She wriggles, and I just dig my fingers into her pillowy skin further.

"Keep still and let me make you feel good," I urge, holding her in place.

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