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Carrigan
My body starts to wilt as I watch my sister and Arlo’s retreating forms finally disappear down the gangplank, and away from Carson’s boat. Today has been intense and all of my adrenaline filled bravado is starting to dissolve. It’s barely even 7.00pm but I’m exhausted.
I did it, I made peace with my sister, admitted my feelings for Carson, and managed to rally together everyone to take a stand and insight some revenge against my parents. It feels like I’ve crammed a few years’ worth of action into an afternoon and now I feel like I need to sleep for a month to recover.
“You hungry?” Carson asks, prowling toward me with his predatory walk that makes me want to beg him for attention.
“Do you ever think of anything other than food?” I tease.
“I think about sex,” he says with a smirk.
“We already had sex today,” I say, stifling a yawn.
Strong arms, wrap around my waist and I’m lifted into the air, cradled in his arms as he holds me close to his chest. “Let me feed you, then we can go to bed.”
“I need to go back to the hotel,” I argue, but even I can hear how weak my protest is.
“Let’s get into bed and watch a movie,” he says, laughing indulgently at me. “Arlo’s going to phone school in the morning and let them know that we’re not going to be in for a few days. Tonight we can snuggle and eat take out, tomorrow we start plotting your revenge baby,” he says, pressing a kiss to my neck as he carries me through the galley and into his bedroom, placing my feet down gently on the floor.
“I don’t have any clothes here,” I whine, but even as I’m protesting, I’m peeling back the covers and sitting down on the edge of his bed.
“You don’t have any at the hotel either,” he says with a laugh, his fingers deftly stripping me of my blazer and blouse. “And you do have clothes here, because I had Fitzy bring back all the stuff you picked the other day, it’s all in the closet.”
Lifting my butt, I pull my skirt off, leaving me in just my bra, panties, and socks. Carson’s eyes heat, and bending down he presses a hot kiss against the swell of my breast, moving lower and sucking my nipple into his mouth through the delicate lace of my bra.
A mischievous smirk lifts one side of his lips as he pulls back and shucks out of his own uniform, dropping it to the floor until he’s only in his briefs. “I like this, Priss, you here in my bed,” he says, crawling on top of me until his body is caging me in, his dick rubbing against my panties.
Reaching up, I wrap my arms around his neck. It feels strange to be touching him this freely, but everything that’s happened today has changed whatever this is between us. I still don’t really know what we are, or how long it’s going to last, but for the moment I want to make the most of being his.
“What do you want for dinner?” he asks, grinding his dick against me as he leans down and presses a kiss to my neck.
Inhaling sharply, I close my eyes as his lips kiss a path along the sensitive hollow where my neck meets my shoulder. “You,” I say on a half gasp when his teeth replace his lips, nipping me, then soothing it with his tongue.
“You want to eat me?” he asks, his voice a seductive growl.
Heat barrels through me, tinting my cheeks red as an erotic image of me taking Carson’s dick in my mouth fills my mind. I’ve never given a blow job before and even as fear of the unknown touches me, a sense of power follows.
Lifting my eyes, I lock gazes with Carson and nod, watching as his lips twitch into a salacious grin. “You sure?”
I nod and his smile gets even wider.
“Get on your knees on the floor, I want to watch as I feed you my dick,” he growls, his voice low and raspy, his briefs tented by his hard, thick cock.
Sliding from the bed I sink to my knees on the plush carpet and watch as he takes off his briefs and steps closer, until his thighs are only inches from my face. His hand curves around my chin, and he tilts my head up until I’m looking up at him.
“You want my dick, Priss?” he asks gruffly.
I nod again, parting my lips as he pushes his thumb into my mouth.
“Suck,” he orders, his gravelly voice taking on that dominant tone that makes goosebumps rise on my arms, and my core clenches excitedly.
Curling my tongue around his thumb, I suck, tasting the salt of his skin and groaning when he pulls it free from my mouth and rubs the pad along my bottom lip.
“Open up baby,” he purrs, and I do as he asks, parting my lips as he guides his dick into my mouth. This close, his cock looks even bigger and I swallow as the thick head spreads my lips wide. He waits, his eyes locked with mine as I dip my head down and take as much of his cock as I can, before the head hits the back of my throat and I gag.
“Easy,” he soothes, tangling his fingers into my hair as he slowly controls my movements.
