Page 28 of Willing
“That he could smell you on me… and that I was supposed to be his. What the fuck Paul – why me?”
Paul pulled me into a tight hold, “Shhh, it’s going to be ok. I got you. Jensen, we need to talk later. Right now – I want to take her home.”
“Yeah – Dylan got the pizza to go. Let’s head out of here.”
With his arms wrapped around me tight, we walked out into the night. My nerves completely shot. I finally got my man, and there was a crazed jealous person trying to ruin things.
“Carly, no one’s going to hurt you. I promise. I may have been absent from your life before… but now I have you and I am not letting you go…” Paul kissed me, hard.
Sighing into him, I rested my head against his, “Take me home, please.”
We crawled into Jensen’s truck, no one speaking. I could feel the tension in the truck – Jensen was tense, Dylan was equally as tense.
“Paul – we need to talk when we get home.”
“First I’m going to get my girl settled. I’ll come over after.”
“Fine – but tonight. I don’t care what time, ok?”
“Yeah.”
He pulled into the drive, Paul and I walking towards the main house. Jensen pulled Dylan down their gravel path – the one leading to their new house. As they disappeared into their small house, Paul pulled me through the front door. He grabbed me, lifting me and pressing me against the front door.
His kiss was fierce, sending a shot of electricity to my very core. The moistness in my panties, pooling with every touch of his hand. His hand found it’s way under my shirt, palming my breast. Nipping at my neck, I tugged at the hem of his shirt.
“Um – excuse me.”
Paul jerked away from me, placing my feet on the ground and standing to shield me.
“What the fuck Carter.”
“What – I live here man. You two are about to set this place on fire with all that heat.”
Paul grabbed my hand, “Come on, let’s take this upstairs.”
“Hey, Carter.” I blushed as I walked passed him.
“Carly… glad to see you brought this man to his senses finally.”
“You’re one to talk,” Paul chuckled as he pulled me up the stairs, “Hey Carter – go get your girl. It’s worth the risk.”
I could hear Carter grumbling as he closed the basement door. Paul was right, Carter just needed to make a move on Kai. Lord knows they were fighting each other on their feelings.
Paul pulled me into the room, kicking the door shut, “Now – where were we?”
“Right here,” I pulled him to me.
His lips met mine, our bodies tangling as we fell to the bed. The urgency present, as we pulled at each other’s clothes. Before I knew it, I had shed my pants and top, Paul leaned equally naked above me. His kisses hot and full of passion.
“Paul – I want you to claim me.”
He stopped, searching my face for honesty, “Soon, baby… soon. Right now – I just want you like this. There’s plenty of time for that, ok.”
“Ok… take me then,”
Paul pushed into me slowly, his cock filling me up. His movements matched his kisses, needy. It wasn’t long before I was screaming out his name with my climax. My body clenching around his girth – squeezing every drop of his essence from him. He grunted and collapsed on top of me.
“Woman, you’re going to kill me.” He chuckled, pulling me into the crook of his shoulder.
“I hope not, I plan to do that for the rest of my life,” snuggling into him he squeezed me tight.
“As much as I want to stay right here, I need to go talk to Jensen.” Paul moved to pull on his pants and stand.
“Don’t wait up for me. I’ll come crawl into bed with you later… promise.” He placed a kiss on my head and made for the door, turning, “I love you, Carly.”
“I love you too, Paul.”
Wrapping my arms around the pillow he once occupied, I inhaled his scent. Burying my face into the soft warmth of his memory, I closed my eyes, giving into the sleep that claimed me.
