Page 23 of A Mate for Christmas

“River! River! Is that you, baby?” Kevin calls out. “What the fuck is going on?”

I remain silent, not knowing what to say. Carter waits for a moment to see if I will continue but takes over once he realizes I am out of my depth.

“You fucked up, Kevin,” he says tightly. “You had the chance at an amazing woman, one of a kind. And instead of cherishing her, you laid hands on her.”

“You motherfucker!” Kevin roars.

“Now she is going to find out what a real man can do for her.” Carter grabs the remote and flicks it on high.

An involuntary moan escapes my lips. Yes, I want to get some form of revenge on Kevin, but this never crossed my mind. I was thinking more along the lines of ensuring he gets an ass-kicking for what he did. I’m not sure I want this, though. But I don’t stop Carter. I have the power to end this right now, and I don’t. The thought of using my safeword never once crosses my mind.

“What the fuck are you doing?” Kevin yells.

“Anything she wants,” Carter smiles before drawing a nipple into his mouth, eliciting more sounds from me.

“River, baby,” Kevin says in a lower tone, but I can’t talk right now, my orgasm is cresting, and a scream tears from me.

“Yes. Yes. Yes,” I chant over and over finding the release I was being denied while he was on the phone. The vibration tapers until it stops completely.

Kevin has gone suspiciously quiet.

“Did he hang up?” I ask breathlessly.

“No, River. He can’t. He’s tied to a chair in the basement of Blake Industries.”

“What?” I can’t believe what Carter just said.

“He hurt you. Now, someone else is going to hurt him.”He tells me this like he would tell me he is going to the store, like it’s completely normal for him. “Do you want me to end the call?”

“No.” I shake my head.

The fear and panic I felt at his hands rushes back to me instantly and I want to hurt him. I want him to feel powerless as I did. “He deserves everything he gets.”

“Good girl,” Carter praises as I hear him undo his belt and lower his zipper. Each sound is loud in the room and amplified because I can’t see what he is doing.

For the first time since he put the blindfold on me, I wish I could see him, take in every inch of his naked form. But I know there will be time for that later.

“Open your mouth, River,” Carter commands. He fists my hair harshly as I comply. “Spread those pretty, pouty lips I have been dreaming of.”

“Motherfucker!” Kevin screams on the other end.

His revulsion and anger only spur me on, and I open my mouth even wider before sticking out my tongue.

“If you need me to stop for any reason, just tap my leg,” Carter says before he pushes his length into my mouth, using my hair like a handle. “Fuck. River, this is going to be rough. Breathe through your nose.”

I understand what he means a moment later as he pulls me off his cock roughly only to force me back down again. I gag and tears burn in my eyes as his length hits the back of my throat. Already, saliva spills down my chin.

“Goddamned beautiful taking my cock,” he praises, and I feel my pussy clamp down on the now still vibrator wishing it was him.

Carter continues to fuck my mouth, using me, drawing foreign sounds from me. All the while Kevin is screaming obscenities on the other end, but the words don’t reach me.I’m too focused on Carter. Taking in his every reaction. His breathing speeds up and his thighs flex beneath my palm.

Suddenly, he rips his cock from between my lips and steps away from me. Did I do something wrong?

“I promise to come down your throat next time. For now, I need to be inside you.” I can hear the smug smile in his voice. He reads me so well already.

“Please,” I beg yet again.

He removes the vibrator while Kevin curses up a storm on his end. But I don’t care. This is the final nail in the coffin that was once our relationship. If Carter lets him live, which I’m not sure he will, Kevin needs to know I have moved on.

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