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Breaking our contact, Carlisle kneels on the recliner and peels off her dress. “I’m not wearing a bra either.”
“Shit, babe,” I murmur, burying my head between her perky breasts. My hands slide up her ribs, holding her in place as she continues to grind on me. “You’re going to be the death of me, but what a way to go.”
Launching upwards, I encircle her waist with my arms and flip her onto her back. Kissing down her body, I take my time when I reach her breasts, touching and tonguing, biting and squeezing, until she’s moaning and writhing underneath me.
It’s a powerful turn on to have her underneath me completely naked while I’m still fully dressed.
I settle my face between her legs, rubbing my scruff against her silky, smooth thighs. She wraps her legs over my shoulders, gripping my forearms as I use my tongue to flick and my teeth to nibble her sensitive nub before filling her with my fingers. Her eyes flutter closed as I feel her orgasm building inside her, her inner walls clenching.
“Look at me,” my voice gruff and commanding. “I want your eyes on me as you come.”
Sitting up on her elbows, her dazed eyes meet mine as her whimpers grow louder. “Oh fuck, oh Ben. Don’t stop!” She releases a strangled moan, her body heaving as her orgasm tears through her. It’s so fucking hot hearing her call my name as she comes.
I cannot wait a second longer to get inside her. I rip open the button-fly on my Levi’s and push them down only so far as my knees, too hurried to take them off completely. I spin Carlisle over, lifting her onto her knees with her ass in the air and her breasts pressed against the couch. “It’s gonna be hard and fast, babe,” I mutter through clenched jaws. I thrust inside her wet, dripping pussy even as she’s still quivering from the aftereffects of her first orgasm.
“Fuck, you feel good. So fucking tight.” She feels even better tonight than she ever has before. I can feel all of her, her wetness sucking me in and holding me tight. I increase my speed, gripping tightly to her hips as I piston in and out of her without mercy. She bucks against me, tossing back her head as a second orgasm overtakes her. Hearing the slapping of our skin and her gasps is almost toomuch. There’s a powerful ache building deep inside me, contracting my muscles to the point of pain just before I come. My eyes roll back in my head as fireworks explode behind them.
Depleted and completely sated, I slump my body on top of hers. We lay quietly, still connected, for a minute as our breathing and heart rates return to normal. I roll off her since I’m probably crushing her under my body weight, immediately missing the feeling of her body next to mine. I sweep the hair off her face and leave my fingers cradling her head.
Then reality hits me. “Oh shit,” I utter, sitting up suddenly. “We didn’t use a condom.” I’ve never forgotten to use a condom before. My eyes wide, I stare at Carlisle in disbelief.
How could I have gotten so wrapped up in the moment that I forgot to wrap it up?
Taking a deep breath, Carlisle replies calmly, “Probably safest to always use condoms, but I’m on the pill. So don’t worry about pregnancy. I haven’t been with anyone since Matt, and I got tested after we broke up since he cheated on me.” Hesitantly, she meets my gaze, worrying her lip between her teeth. “I’m clean.”
“I’m clean too, and I’ve always used a condom.”
“Ok. Nothing to worry about then.” She reaches up to comb her fingers gently through my hair. I purse my lips, contemplating.
“Do you feel comfortable not using condoms? Because it felt fucking fantastic being inside you bare.” She eyes me thoughtfully, and as the silence between us grows longer, I fear that I overstepped. “Never mind.”
“No, it’s just that…”
Shaking my head, I cut her off. “If it makes you hesitate, then it’s toosoon.”
“Wait, let me finish.” She crosses her arms over her chest. My eyes follow the movement, and I stare at her still naked breasts perched atop her arms. She chuckles, easing the tension. “Are you staring at my boobs?”
Reluctantly, I raise my gaze. “I’m sorry, but they’re perfect and I’m a guy,” I shrug. “But you were saying…”
“Right. As I was saying, I think we should wait until we’re exclusive.” She chews the corner of her bottom lip some more and looks at me anxiously, waiting for my reaction to her statement.
“I know we’re dealing with the Willa showmance, but that isn’t real.” My palms cup her face. “Carlisle, there’s no one else for me but you, and I hope you feel the same.”
When she nods eagerly, a smile breaks out on my face. Feeling like I’m in junior high again, I ask, “Will you be my girlfriend?”
Squealing, Carlisle jumps into my arms and agrees.
“I’ve never felt like this with anyone else before.”
“I haven’t either, Ben.” She lets out a choppy breath and whispers, “It’s kind of scary.”
“Fucking terrifying, but in the best possible way.”
26
Ben
Time flies when you’re having fun, and as much as I want time to slow down, the rest of the week’s dates rush by at an alarming speed.
