Page 43 of Catnapped

“Carson.” I whisper his name. If I wasn’t in love before, now I really am. He is right; people have filled my head with things over the years. Made me doubt myself because I’m different from them.

“People fear what they don’t understand. And fear makes people do fucked-up and often cruel shit.” Is that why I was always forced to sit alone at lunch and got snide remarks from the other girls? People feared me? I believed it was because people found me to be strange. “You have a gift, May.” He leans in, his mouth brushing mine. “You are a fucking gift. My gift.” I’m not gonna make it if he keeps saying these sorts of things to me. My heart feels as though it's going to explode with happiness.

Carson presses his mouth to mine in a hard, claiming kiss. I wrap my arms around his neck, kissing him right back. He kisses me with a passion I never knew I needed. It has lit a fire deep inside of me, burning away doubts and healing parts of me.

I’m so lost in his kiss that I don’t realize he’s pulling at my pants, taking them and my panties right off. It all happened so fast. Before I know it, he is pulling me off the bed, his cock sliding right into me as I straddle his thighs, my body ready for him. I gasp against his mouth, loving the way he feels inside of me.

I’m a little surprised that we’re both ready again. It hasn’t even been an hour since the last time we had our hands all over each other. It makes me wonder if attraction and sex are like this for everyone.

“Fuck,” Carson groans. He keeps his hold on my hips, bouncing me up and down. I grip his shoulders, letting myself simply feel him. He moves me like I’m some light little doll instead of a full-grown woman. Carson just takes over. “That’s it, baby, just feel me. Let me make you feel good.”

“Yes,” I moan, my head dropping back. Carson’s mouth goes to my neck, sucking and laying open-mouthed kisses there. There are no words for how incredible he is making me feel physically and emotionally right now. I’m on a high that I never want to come down from.

He pulls me more into him so my clit rubs against his pelvis as he tilts my hips, still bouncing me, moving me how he wants. Carson hits all the right spots inside and out that have my body exploding with pleasure.

“That’s it, baby. Tighten that pussy around my cock,” Carson growls against my ear. I do exactly as he commands, the orgasm coursing through me, the pleasure almost more than I can bear.

Carson groans his own release with my name on his lips. I feel the warmth deep inside me. I keep myself wrapped around him,my head dropping to his shoulder. I enjoy the magic hum that tingles across my skin as we both catch our breath.

I kiss Carson’s neck. A small giggle pops from me when I feel his cock jerk inside of me.

“Don’t laugh, or I’ll have to take you again.”

“You say that like it’s a bad thing,” I say with a happy sigh.

“I shouldn’t have taken you just now.”

I lift my head.

“Don’t even let your mind go somewhere fucked up. I meant because you’re going to be sore.”

“It’s worth it.” I smile at him.

“Don’t we have a plane to catch?”I let out a small scream of surprise.

“Mousey!” I hiss.

Carson lets out a chuckle as he rises to his feet, taking me with him. I gasp when his cock slips free. “See, fuck.” He sits down on the edge of the bed, dropping down between my knees and spreading my thighs.

“What are you doing?”

“Checking you.” I try to close my legs, but it’s useless with giant Carson between them.

“Oh my God.” I put my hands over my face.

“I’ll have to kiss it better when we land.”

Now, that gets me up and moving. If anything could motivate me more than cats, it’s Carson’s sweet, dirty kisses.

25

CARSON

Paris blooms below us, the city decked out in festive colors and the Eiffel Tower sparkling like a million gems.

“I can’t believe we’re already here.” May stares out the window, her nose pressed to the glass.

“Ever been to Paris?” I ask her.

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