Page 135 of Debts and Desires
It was incredible to me how quickly things could happen, how differently time felt when with the right person. We definitely had a strange start to our relationship, but now I couldn’t imagine any part of my life without Carter.
53. THANKS… GIVING HEAD
November 25
Day Ninety
“C’mon, we’re going to be late,” I urged, looking myself over once more in the mirror. I had chosen a rusted orange floral dress. Carter lazily put his boots on. He was moving infuriatingly slow.
“Wouldn’t be late if someone set an alarm,” he grumbled.
“Wouldn’t have forgotten to if someone hadn’t kept us up all night.” I looked over at him. He paused and lifted a brow.
“Wouldn’t have kept us up all night if you weren’t beggin’ for it. ‘Oh, Carter, please, Carter. Oh, yes, Carter’,” he mock-begged, voice a little higher.
“Shut up! You were the one who kept teasing,” I said, slapping his shoulder playfully, making him chuckle.
“Didn’t hear much complainin’ ‘bout it ‘til now.” I rolled my eyes and headed to the door.
“Whatever, just hurry up. Mac, BJ, be good.” I grabbed the Blazer’s keys and opened the door. “You have thirty seconds and I’m leaving without you.” Carter snorted.
“Yeah, okay. You know how to get there?”
“I can always call.”
“Well, at least grab the right keys. We’re taking the truck, instead.” I looked at the keys in my palm for a second. I quickly switched them, giving Carter the finger before walking out. By the time I reached the passenger door, Carter was already there, opening it for me.
We headed down the driveway in silence. As we drove, I cataloged the roads we took and the directions we went, in case I ever needed to know how to get there again. I’m sure over time I would figure it all out. I was pretty good at some of the back roads near the shop and house from test drives and the occasional tows. Carter had previously told me that Tyler lived about half an hour away, on the other side of town, closer to Wrightsville.
“Why do we gotta be here again?” Carter asked.
“Because Cassie invited us,” I said. He scoffed and rolled his eyes. “Be nice,” I added. “And maybe I’ll reward you later.”
“Yeah?” he looked over. “How so?”
“Guess you’ll have to wait and see.” I grinned.
“Tease,” he grumbled. My grin grew with a new idea.
“If I were a tease, I’d do something like,” I reached over and rubbed his dick, feeling it start to harden under my touch, “this.” I grabbed him, squeezing enough to get a groan out of him. It sent a wave of desire throughout me and I could feel myself getting wet. I suddenly wanted him more than anything. And bad. “Actually,” I whispered, unbuckling and moving closer to him. I bent my knees on the seat, leaning over his lap. “How about I give you a little now and the rest later?” I tugged his zipper down, pulling his dick out. I started sucking him, feeling his hand slide across my back and to my ass. He gave me a squeeze, letting out another groan, this one deeper, more needing. It made me want to do better. I wanted him to come. Needed it. I sucked harder, hollowing my cheeks.
“Fuck, baby,” he moaned. I moaned, too, as I took his shaft all the way down my throat. The grip on my ass tightened as he cursed again. The vehicle started slowing, then bounced around. I released him from my mouth and peeked up to see Carter hadpulled off the road. He put the car in park and grabbed my hair, forcing me back on his dick with another groan. “Damn it, Emmy,” he hissed. I took him deeper. “Fuck! You keep that up and I’m gonna fuck you.” He didn’t have to tell me twice. I continued, pulling every sound out of him that I could.
Then I found myself moving and my underwear came off. My legs were on either side of Carter’s as his hands worked me just a little before he moved me down.
Carter sheathed himself on my pussy, both of us moaning at the sensation. He gripped my hips tight, bouncing me up and down on him. I had to hold his shoulders to steady myself. When his hand moved between us, playing with my clit, I cried out. I fell forward a little and his mouth found purchase on my neck. I moaned his name, meeting him thrust for thrust until I had to sit back up from how good it felt. I was lost in him until something caught my eye.
Since the strip of the road we were on was long, I could see a car coming from a few miles away.
“Carter, someone’s coming!” I hissed, as if being too loud would alert the driver approaching. They were still far, but close enough that I could see it was… “It’s a cop! Carter!” I tried to move off of him, but he wouldn’t let me. Blood was roaring in my ears, my skin prickling.
“Then you better fuckin’ come, huh?” He picked up his pace, driving into me.
“Carter!” I threw my head back. I was close.
“That’s it, Buttercup. Give me all those pretty sounds.” His fingers danced across my swollen, sensitive flesh. If I didn’t move in the next ten seconds, we were going to get caught. And that thought had me spiraling. I screamed his name into the cab as I shattered apart.
A few more deep thrusts and Carter was there with me. I tried to move again, but he wouldn’t let me. The cop car’s lights came on, followed by his blinker as he started to pull behind us.
