Page 9 of Have Faith (Taboo Tales Book Club)

Convenient excuses, I thought. “I waited up for you.”

I was drained from the array of emotions of the day, from blissful excitement to worry to jealousy, I felt like a shell of myself as I observed the beautiful man before me.

“I’m so sorry, baby. I really am but I -”

“Were you sleeping with someone else?” I couldn’t hold it back. It was eating and eating at me and I had to know right now before I fell under his spell again.

His face twisted with disbelief. “Are you serious right now?”

“What else am I supposed to think?” I dug my fingers into my naked thighs, confused. All of this was so new to me. The sort-of sex, these feelings, the paranoia - my emotions were all out of whack.

“I thought you’d give me the chance to tell you before jumping to the most ridiculous conclusion possible.” He was standing now, staring at me from the edge of my bed with a pissed off scowl on his brow. Oh, he was mad? He had no idea how I felt.

“Yeah, well, I just find it convenient that you’re phone happened to die and you’ve been gone all night. The first damn night that Mom is gone -”

“I didn’t know that she was gone until I got back.”

“That’s not the point -”

“Then what is the point, Faith?” He yelled. He was visibly upset now, the veins in his arms and neck coming to life. I couldn’t help the flare of excitement that pulsed through my pussy at the sight. My vagina was a whore for him.

“The point is, I’ve been thinking about you all week! I came home early, I cooked dinner, I cleaned my room. I was ready for you and you never came.” I hated that my voice betrayed my resolve to be an uncaring bitch as it broke on the last sentence but it couldn’t be helped. A tear leaked down my cheek, softening Carter’s features.

He leaned forward, grabbing my legs and dragging me towards him. “Baby, no. Don’t cry. I didn’t mean to hurt you. I was only trying to help us.”

I swiped the traitor tear with my finger as I looked into his chocolate gaze. “What do you mean you were trying to helpus?”

“I found us a place to live, baby. Just you and me.” He replied sincerely as he leaned over me, trailing his lips over the apples of my cheeks and my nose.

“I can’t live without you Faith Callahan. I’ve wanted you ever since you started growing these,” He squeezed my boobs through the thin material of my night shirt, evoking a gasp from my lips, “I need you with me always. Where I can make love to you as long and as slow as I want or fuck you hard and loud. You don’t know how Goddamn bad I need that.”

Snagging his fists around the hem of my shirt, he pulled it over my head, throwing it behind him into the dim, lamp lit room. “Tell me you believe me? Tell me that you want the same thing?”

I did want the same thing and I knew that he knew that. I didn’t know how we were going to work everything out, or how we would tell my mother, but as long as I had Carter by my side, I knew that we could get through anything. Wrapping my hands around his neck, I brought my mouth to his ear and whispered, “I want everything from you. Now fuck me.”

Chapter 9: Faith

Carter tossed me into the middle of the bed before stripping out of his shirt and pants, leaving him in nothing save for his birthday suit.

He wasn’t wearing any underwear. Jesus, that was so hot.

I was still in my panties and bra as he moved towards me, slowly crawling up my body until his face hovered over my own. “You’re wearing too many clothes,” He muttered, nipping at my bottom lip before trailing his lips between the hollow of my breasts.

“Then take them off of me.” His head tilted up and I could feel his lips curve into a smile as he looked at me menacingly. All of a sudden I felt a small pinch where his lips were on my chest.

The bastard bit me.

“Oh, I’ll take them off.” Carter cupped my bra-clad breasts with both of his hands, wringing them within his palms in a massage-like motion - driving me absolutely wild - before gathering the material in his large paws and ripping it apart. The action was made even more violent by the loud roar that he released as he moved lower to do the same to my underwear.

Rip. Tear. Snap. Those were the sounds accompanying my heavy breaths as he made his way back up my body to remove the bra from my shoulders completely.

“I can’t fucking believe that you thought I’d be fucking someone else. I only want you, Faith. I should punish you for evenentertainingthe thought,” My breath caught in my throat at the threat but not out of fear. I was excited by the prospect of being punished by Carter. “But I’ll save that for another time. Tonight, I want to make you feel good. I’m going to show you that you’re the only one that I want - that I’ll ever want.” I could feel his solid member jutting out against my stomach, pulsing with need. I wonder if he felt as achy there as I did in my pussy. I was soaking for him.

I ran my hands across his face, his usual clean shaven jaw dusty with a five o’clock shadow. I wanted to feel that scratch all over my body. On my thighs, my tits, lips. Leaning forward I did just that, barely pressing my soft lips against his stubble and rubbing them back and forth. My nipples pebbled at the mock action, causing my body to buck up into his to feel him all over.

His balls fell between my spread legs, my sex welcoming the surprise encounter as my labia clenched around his sack.

“FUCK!” Carter shouted as I wrapped my legs around his waist and humped his sack. My hot arousal coated the beady textured bundle wedged between my pussy lips while his cock-head leaked pre-cum between both of our bellies. “Baby girl, if we don’t stop this soon, I’m going to cum.”

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