Page 77 of The Star

The next message is from my dad.

Dad:Tried knocking on your door before we left, but there was no answer. You must still be asleep. We’re heading on the honeymoon. We’ll be home next week. I love you, Logan.

I don’t reply. Too disgusted with him to respond, I just delete the message.

As I finish up in the bathroom, I brush my teeth, then wrap a robe around my body before I deposit my phone on the counter and head back to bed to wake Carson up.

He’s still asleep, bundled in the blankets on the bed like a cocoon, so I slide back underneath the warmth and press my face into his upper back as I wrap my arms around his waist. He groans when my hands slip under his shirt.

“Good morning.” I speak against his skin, and his hands slide on top of mine so he can thread his fingers between my own. He squeezes them tightly, pulling me closer to him and nuzzling his face against the pillow.

I kiss along the flesh of his back, inhaling the scent of his skin as I do. “We should go home soon.”

He shakes his head, his voice laced with sleep. “No.”

“Mhmm.” I suck on his skin, then bite him lightly. He rolls over quickly in response, taking me with him and putting himself on top of me, resting on his forearms.

His eyes are clear when he looks down at me and grumbles, “I’m tired.”

I chuckle. “It’s noon. Don’t we need to check out soon?”

He shrugs, dragging his gaze down my body and then back up. “What is this?”

My brows pull down. “What’s what?”

Grinning, he sits up and then pulls open the tie on the front of my robe. “I wanted to wake up to you naked.”

I laugh again. “I’m sorry?”

He moves both sides of the tie on my waist to the sides, sliding his hands underneath the thick cotton of the robe and pulling it open to expose me. Licking his lips, he stares at my body. “Much better.”

My nipples pebble in the cool air of the room, and when he leans down to suck one into his mouth, I bite into my bottom lip to stop myself from moaning. “Do we have time for this?”

He nods, slipping off my nipple as he rubs his hands down my waist to my hips. He keeps going, squeezing the flesh of my thighs before he pulls my legs apart and puts himself between them.

My back arches instinctively, his eyes zeroed in at the apex of my thighs as I slide my feet up until my knees are bent on the bed. I pick my head up off the pillow, sliding my lips against his. “Do we have enough time to do all the things you want to do to me?”

He nods again, kissing me deeply and pressing forward until we fall back onto the pillows. His tongue plays with mine, his teeth nipping at my lips and tongue as he fucks my mouth with his, his hands rubbing up and down my body and creating fire in their wake.

I thread my hands into his hair, pulling the strands tight as we kiss, and when his hand slips between my legs, I moan into his mouth.

His fingers play with me, rubbing my clit in light circles that drive me wild and have me gyrating my hips against his hand. Slipping a finger inside me, he groans against my lips as I squeeze his hair tighter and yank his mouth closer. He moves at a torturous pace, fucking me slowly with his finger as his tongue slides against mine.

I pull my hands free from his hair, gliding them down his back until I reach his waist, where I pull his shorts down to free his cock. He pulls his mouth from mine to look down at what I’m doing, and when I grip him in my hand, he moans deep in his throat.

“Fuck me, Carson,” I breathe, sliding my hand along his thick shaft.

He looks at me, his eyes darkening, but he just smirks at me and shakes his head. “Be patient, baby.”

I don’t have a chance to feel the butterflies from him calling me baby, because then he adds a second finger inside of me and speeds up his hand, making my body fill with burning heat.

“Fuck.” I roll my head back, dropping the hold I have on his dick and squeezing the sheets in my fingers. He keeps pumping his fingers, his mouth falling to my breast again where his lips suction around my nipple.

The two different sensations send me rocketing toward the edge of my climax, and when he presses his thumb to my clit and bites down on my nipple simultaneously, I fall. I scream out my orgasm, bucking my hips against his hand as he fucks me harder. He pulls from my nipple, slamming his mouth against mine to swallow down my moans as I ride out the rest of my orgasm, and once I’m coming down, he pulls away.

My chest heaves as I try to get my body to catch up with my brain, but he just licks down my throat, through the center of my tits and down my stomach. Pulling his fingers from my pussy, he swirls his tongue in my belly button and then keeps moving downwards.

When his tongue slides against my clit, I gasp and my back lifts from the bed, but he’s quick to press a hand to my chest to push me back down. He sucks the bundle of nerves into his mouth, swirling his tongue around and making me cry out again.

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