Page 38 of Forever After All

"I can't watch myself. My body does what it wants," she protests at my lack of movement inside of her.

"Oh, you can watch—and you will. Right now, your body does whatIwant." I release my grip on her arms and run my hand up her back. Grabbing the base of her braided ponytail, I pull it tight so her chin can no longer drop to her chest.

"Ow." She tries to pull her head away from me and shake me off, looking a little scared at first, but I feel her pussy clench around my still fingers.

"Good ow or bad ow?" I ask.

"Good." She nods a little again, giving me permission to continue, and I start to rock my fingers inside of her once more. After everything she’s told me and how she opened up to me, trusting me with her hair is not lost on me, so I decide to let her know.

"You're so fucking safe with me, princess. I'm never going to hurt you." She nods again. Without words, Alice lets me know just how safe she feels with me. "Watch yourself come just for me."

Giving in to everything she wants, she starts moaning and whimpering again. "Oh fuck, fuck, fuck." Her head threatens to drop again, so I tighten my grip on her hair, pulling her head back further, and she watches us both in the mirror as her legs start to tremble beneath her "Carter, oh my god." Her eyesbegging for release and her voice shakes as she reaches down to rub circles against her bundle of nerves.

"Don't stop watching. See how good you look when you come, princess." I curl my finger in just the right way, causing her to come apart with my touch.

She shudders and gives me a filthy smile before her lips part and she moans, making a noise I'd like to bottle so I could listen to it repeatedly. Pressing herself back into me, she pants as we both play with her a little longer.

When I’m confident I’ve drawn every last bit of her orgasm out, I release her arms and slide my fingers out of her before freeing my aching hard-on from my pants and bending her over to slam myself inside of her, holding her bodyweight up as I do. It only takes three or four thrusts before I explode inside of her. Working myself up as I touched her almost had me coming in my pants. Haven't done that for about twenty years, and I’m not about to start today.

She falls to her knees with a small thump, and I look between her legs to see a small puddle of my cum trickling out of her. My hand is still coated in Alice's and I’m reluctant to wash her off me, but we can't go back to a meeting smelling like sex. As fucking hot as it would be for me, I don't think anyone else would appreciate it. So I wash my hands, roll down my sleeves, stuff little Carter back into my pants, and head for the door asAlice’s palms are pressed into the floor. She breathes heavily, spent and vulnerable against the tile.

"See you back in there, Alice. Don't be too long, you don't want to get caught." I adjust the collar of my shirt. "You've left a bit of a mess." I point to the floor, then flick the lock open and step back into the corridor, leaving my friend,my beautiful fucking friend,half naked and panting on the restroom floor.

I should have worn a condom like I should have worn a condom the last time, but the need to come inside of her overruled that.

Chapter 20

Alice

Well, shit. I wasn't anticipating that today. I drag myself up off the floor and hurriedly adjust my clothes, pulling my underwear back up and my dress back down, trying to smooth out the wrinkles with my hands where the material has been gathered about my waist for the last fifteen minutes.

I grab my cardigan off the floor, shake it out, and lace my arms back through it. I regard my face in the mirror. There is no doubt about it, it's a freshly fucked looked. So I try my best to smooth my braid down, wash my hands, and run my wet hands down my hair trying to tame the frizz into place before stepping into the corridor and heading back to the meeting. The meeting I know Carter is already back in.

I tap on the door to the conference room, with my knuckle before going back inside.

"Alice, are you okay?" Anna asks with slight worry. "You look…flustered."

Carter chokes on his coffee and is clearly trying to hide a laugh that threatens to bubble out. I don't look at him, because if I do, it will set me off too.

"I'm fine, Anna. I'm sorry, I got stuck on a call," I lie, probably a little too quickly. Honestly, I’d rather my boss think I was having a giant shit for the last god knows how many minutes, than think I was being railed against a mirror in the restroom.

"Oh, well, that's okay then." She nods at me, and I take my place back in my seat opposite Carter. I don't look at him for the rest of the meeting, which goes by tortuously slowly.

"Well, I think that concludes everything, to be honest. Does anyone have anything else to add?"

Before anyone answers, I hop out of my seat and excuse myself. "Sorry, Anna. I need to get back for Brenna. If there’s nothing else?" I ask, and she shakes her head, giving me permission to leave.

Carter stands from his seat too, but I exit the room pulling the door shut behind me, and quite literally run for the lift.

"Not again?" Brenna asks as I sink back into my seat next to her. "You just fucked him, didn't you?" She laughs at me.

"No." I curse, wondering how the fuck she seems to have a sixthsense about my sex life. "We were in a meeting together, that's all."

"A meeting of body parts?" She raises an eyebrow at me and tilts her head, expecting a different response.

"Shut up," I mouth at her and press my finger to my lips to signify a secret.

"Oh my god, youdidfuck him." Brenna points her finger at me in delight.

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