That meant Trent’s dad was the only man she’d ever been with, and their relationship had been short and limited. More like two kids fumbling in the dark than adults seeking pleasure. “You’ve got a lot of catching up to do, dove. I’d be happy to show you the ropes.”
“How very kind of you,” she deadpanned.
I wrapped my fingers around my cock and gave it a few hard tugs. “Trust me, you’ll enjoy it.”
She hesitated a second or two longer before rolling over onto me. Settling on her knees between my legs, she pushed away my hand and gently wrapped her fingers around my dick.
“You don’t have to be gentle.” I bucked my hips, bouncing my cock in her hand. “He likes it a little rough.”
She tightened her grip and tugged, pulling a groan from my throat. Smiling, she swiped her tongue across the tip. My cock jerked in response. Surprise lit up Carly’s face. Sometimes she was so goddamn innocent it almost did me in. Flattening her tongue against my balls, she licked all the way to the tip like it was a giant lollipop. My cock jerked again. Her eyes smiled as she looked up at me.
“Enjoying yourself?” I asked.
“I think it likes me,” she replied.
I snickered. “You have no idea.”
Every inch of my body liked her, craved her. I wanted to pervert that sweet innocence, to show her all the ways we could bring each other pleasure. As she went back to her exploration of my dick, I reveled in her ministrations. She licked me a few more times before sliding her lips over the head. Watching myself disappear inside her mouth was so damn hot, I moaned. Smiling around my cock, her gaze met mine, and her big brown eyes watched me as her lips slid down my shaft.
She wanted to please me.
Watching me for my reactions, she continued to experiment with her tongue and lips. Hollowing out her cheeks, she slid down my shaft until my head was hitting the back of her throat and she was gagging on my size. It was all hot as fuck, and I laced my fingers behind my head, content to lie back and watch her enjoy herself. My cock hit the back of her throat again and I hissed out a curse. Picking up on my pleasure, she did it again, adding one hand to the base and using the other to cup my balls.
The sensation was too much. Those big brown eyes kept watching me, questioning.
“That feels so damn good. You keep it up, and I’m gonna come.”
She squeezed her hand tighter around my base and took me further down her throat. Eyes watering, she sped up.
Releasing my hands so I could grab the back of her head, I kept her right where I wanted her as I fucked her mouth, bucking my hips until my balls were clenching with impending release.
“I’m gonna come,” I warned her.
She sucked harder, silently begging for my release. I gave it to her. She kept her lips sealed around my cock as cum filled her mouth. Swallowing every drop, she licked me clean before pulling away and meeting my gaze again. “Was that okay?” she asked.
“Carly, I can’t even tell you how beyond okay that was. You’re a fuckin’ natural. You took me so goddamn deep my cock had a full-on play date with your tonsils.” I patted the bed next to me. “Come here.”
She crawled up to lie beside me. Maybe an inch separated us, and it was too much space. Pulling her against me, I kissed her before tucking her under my arm. I was exhausted but couldn’t sleep. My mind kept replaying the events of today. Bowling, dinner, hanging out on the couch, talking, fucking, Carly in my bed. It all felt so perfectly natural I was dreading spending tomorrow without her and Trent. For the first time ever, I could see the value in a long-term relationship, because I wanted more nights of this.
I wanted all my nights to be like this.
Carly’s breath evened out and her body relaxed against me. The room was cooling down, so I pulled the blankets up over us. Her body was so damn perfect, it felt like a crime to cover it up, but I didn’t want her to get cold. I wanted to make sure she was comfortable, to protect her.
Her past kept fucking with my mind. I still couldn’t believe all the shit she’d been through, and I was worried about this Nate psychopath she’d told me about coming for her. Grabbing my cell phone from the night stand, I texted a recruit by the name of Bull to see if he could keep an eye on Carly and Trent.
Moments later my phone vibrated with an incoming call from Link, so I slipped out from under Carly and sneaked out of my bedroom and into the hall to answer.
“Hey Prez, how they hangin’?” I asked.
“I should ask you the same. What’s this about some girl you want Bull to keep an eye on? Who the fuck are you, and what have you done with my brother?”
I chuckled. “Yeah, yeah. You say that like you didn’t just get married. Has Emily given you joint custody of your balls yet? Or do you still only see them on the weekends.”
He roared with laughter. “My balls are right where they need to be. Emily’s pregnant.”
“Wow. That was fast. Congratulations, brother.”
“What, no jokes about it being your kid? It’s like I don’t even know you right now.”
