Page 73 of Unhinged Kallie

“It’s time we got these off,” I said, leaning forward to unknot the tie on his trunks and pull them down. He lifted his hips, and no amount of dirty movies could’ve prepared me to see his cock in person. I tossed the swimsuit aside and knelt on the bed beside him, but my eyes were glued to the cock that was bigger than the dildo I used when fantasizing about him.

Now that the moment was here, I was frozen—my excitement blended with the nervousness coursing through my veins.

I was startled when Carter’s hand touched mine on the bed. One glance into his eyes, and I knew he was asking me if I was okay. Heat spread throughout my body, my heart rate tripled, and my face got so hot that I knew I was blushing.

“I’m fine, I just…I….” Give me someone to kill, and I could do that in a blink, but this—I was out of my depth.

Carter picked up my hand, and I didn’t resist as he wrapped my fingers around his shaft.

“Uhh, fuck,” he groaned and flexed his hips up into my hold. I never would’ve expected it to feel so hot, hard, and silky soft at the same time. Our hands stroked up and down his cock together, and with each passing second, the unsure feelings melted away.

“You like that,” I asked as our hands slipped over the head, a clear liquid spreading as our hands moved down.

“Yesss,” he said, bucking his hips harder with each stroke.

“Do you touch yourself and think of me?”

“Only….” He took in a deep breath. “You.”

“Only me?” He nodded, his cheeks pinking, and nothing could have pushed me into action faster than knowing that he’d been dreaming of me all this time. “Did you think about me running my hand up and down your cock just like this?” He nodded. “How about my tongue?”

The growl he let out as he nodded had my thighs rubbing together. “How about fucking me?”

“Fuck, yes.” Carter clenched his teeth and closed his eyes as he quickened his pace, sliding through my hand.

Leaning over, I sucked the tip of his cock into my mouth when he pushed up, and his entire body shuddered. That single response was as addictive as everything else about him. I wanted that again. This time when he pushed up, I followed him down and moaned as he filled my mouth and hit the back of my throat with force. I fucking loved it. The harder he fucked my face, the wetter I got.

I was a mess of need when he spoke. “Stop, please,” he said. And I turned my eyes to him with his cock still in my mouth. “Oh sweet fuck, don’t look at me like that Trouble.”

“You sound almost normal,” I said.

“Still sluggish, but....” He looked down at my tongue, flicking out to tease him. “Yeah, I think.”

“You want to take away my lollipop?” I swirled my tongue around the tip before putting just the head in my mouth and pulling it out with a pop, just like he was candy. Carter’s eyes rolled back in his head.

“Am I dreaming?”

“Do you want this to be a dream?”

He was slow to answer, and I lifted my head to stare at him. “I would take you in any form,” he said.

I slid my hand up his stomach, appreciating his hard muscles. “Is that the drug talking?”

“Naw, I’ve loved you for so long I don’t even remember when I stopped seeing you as my step-sister or whatever you want to call us.”

“You love me?” Letting my prize go, I crawled up his body, and he immediately cupped my cheek.

“How did you not know?” He turned his arm to show off the inside of his forearm and the sleeve I thought was so sexy. “Look at it.” It took a minute, but I stopped breathing as the name, Trouble, formed in the swirling lines that made up the artwork. “You see it now, don’t you?”

“Has that been there all this time?”

“You’ve always been with me no matter how fucking hard I try to push you out of my mind and heart. I finally accepted it a while back, but I never wanted you to regret a moment if we got together.”

I didn’t just kiss him. I attacked his mouth and swallowed down his groans. Carter’s hands were hot on my skin, and I had to have him now.

“I love you too. I’ve always loved you and don’t care what anyone says. You’ve always been mine.”

“Yes, I’ve always been yours,” he said, gripping my ass.