Dark eyes flooded with desire met mine before Carl thrust, and pleasure rocketed through my body. Arching sharply, I sucked in a shuddering breath while he ducked into my neck to muffle his strained groan. Gingerly pulling back, the thick ridge of his cock caressed my inner walls, and he shuddered when he thrust to fill me completely.
"Oh, my God— yes-s..." My rasp made Carl tremble above me, and he braced his foot on the floor to set a hard, slow pace. The thick veins spiderwebbing his cock coaxed my walls tighter, and he captured my lips in a deep kiss as he ground his hips against mine. Warm euphoria slithered through my system and squeezed my heart, and I flung my arms around his neck to hold him close.
Jarring, leisurely thrusts knocked the breath from my lungs, and my moans hung heavy over us. Carl's grunts and groans dried my mouth, the taste of his saliva on my tongue sending my taste buds into a frenzy. The passion in his kiss blew me away, blanketing my body in goosebumps as he made love to me.
"Can you breathe, Mel?"
My eyes rolled back as Carl's cock reached deep, his curly, short-cropped hairs rubbed my clit raw. Spasming lightly, I scrunched up my face as the pressure behind my eyes mounted. Riding out my orgasm, powerful waves of rapture swept up my body, and my toes curled from the force of it.
I gasped for breath, and Carl hoisted himself up to grab me and shuffle to sit on the sofa. My thighs trembled wildly, colorful spots assaulting my vision, but it was easier to breathe now that I wasn't on my back. Panting hoarsely, I flopped my head back when Carl buried his face between my breasts. Clammy palms squeezed and caressed the globes, and he sucked my nipples as I slowly came down from my orgasm.
His cock throbbed inside me, and I sniffled hard and flipped my hair back to grab the back of the sofa. Rolling my hips, I ducked my head as pleasure strafed my sternum. Licking and nibbling my nipples, Carl kneaded my breasts greedily as he tilted his hips to my beat.
"Fuck— Mel— you're gonna make me cum..." Twinkling eyes met mine over the swell of my breasts, and I bit my bottom lip as my lungs started to burn fiercely. "You're too good on top, baby."
"Okay..." I was starting to get distracted by my inability to breathe, and I blinked hard. Hot palms trailed down my sides to grapple my butt, and Carl slid down a little to take over. His cock speared my channel, and I bent sharply to bury my cry in his chest. Pleasure shot through me as scorching pants dried the sweat that slickened my neck and shoulders.
"Cum on my cock, Mel— yeah-h, baby..." Pulling back until just his head stretched my entrance, Carl growled in my ear as he tensed beneath me. His strained sound echoed in my ears, above the blood that drummed furiously, and I shuddered as residual shocks skittered through me.
Sinking into his chest, I groaned when he pulled out of me. My wheezing became rough, shallow pants, and Carl cupped my cheek as he heaved a massive breath.
In this moment, I was kinda jealous of his ability to breathe like that.
"You need your inhaler, Mel?"
My brain spun on its stem when I shook my head slightly, and I cleared my throat roughly. Sluggishly, I pushed myself up to sit on Carl's thighs, and some of the pressure on my lungs eased up. "I just... need... a minute..."
He smirked even as a crease formed between his brows, and I sniffed hard and gulped down the dense lump in my throat. "Is it bad taste to say I took your breath away?"
I focused on breathing, and Carl caressed my sides and thighs as I flung my head back.
"Wait— wait, I have a better one..."
"Shh..."
Carl's smirk broadened when I finally managed to catch my breath.
I arched my brows and puffed out my lips. "I know it's great in theory to make me want to pass out, okay, but... just... shh."
"I wasn't gonna say that. I was gonna say it's nice not to be expected to go on forever." Chuckling at the dumb look that dragged down my features, Carl sighed in satisfaction as I ran my hand through my hair.
Sliding off him to cuddle against his side, I grabbed the duvet hanging over the other side of the sofa as he slung his arm over my shoulders.
"What are we talking about?"
"When do you wanna go on the date?"
"When your dad divorces my mom... No, seriously, though. Didn't your friend make all that food? Why not just have our date here? I'm already in my nice clothes."
Scrunching up my nose at that reminder, I nodded with a slight hum.
"How long do you think it'll last?"
"Until it's too late for an annulment, at least. But... you know what... I don't care. I feel bad for your mom, but it's not..." I trailed off, not really knowing how to put my opinion into words, but Carl squeezed me comfortingly. "I don't know if I could get married."
"I don't think it matters, Mel. There's other ways to tell someone you like them— much, much less stressful ways. Like... breakfast for breakfast? I'll make a trip."
"I think that's a great way to tell me you like me."
Carl smiled, a tenderness in his eyes, and I rested my cheek on his shoulder. Reaching to smooth his half-open shirt, a content, hoarse sigh escaped my ragged throat. "I'll make it, though. The less the door opens, the better."
Chapter 20
Carl
Stroking Mel's cat leisurely, I watched my phone ring for the thirtieth time in a row, my mom's contact flashing insistently on the screen. The cat purred away, happy as could be to have some extra attention, but I was anything but happy. One the one side, Melissa and I were finally going on a date... or, we were in the middle of one? I shook my head a little as I rubbed Kimi's head, and her purring intensified.
On the other hand, two things had happened last night that made me realize I was a bald guy fighting over a comb. My mom and Mel's dad didn't come to the hospital, and my opinion of him hit an all-time low. I could understand the money-grubbing part, the secret marriage, the slime... but to not show up when Mel went through a mild overdose...
That he effectively caused with his negligence. Again, he'd pushed her to do something that affected her health horribly, and for what? Augustus had already married my mom, so why plan to get all the kids together? To impress her? To try to get us to warm up to him?
"Hello? Hey, Matt—" Melissa's nasally tone echoed from the kitchen, and I peeked over the arm rest of the sofa. "I don't know where he is, no. Why?"
She was so sexy in her little, loose shorts, and I could see every individual freckle on her arms and legs. If only she wasn't wearing anything at all... the smooth curve of her back teasing under her spaghetti-strap shirt.
"What do you mean he disappeared? How can my dad just disappear?" Jolting up at Mel's harsh words, I winced when Kimi scratched me in her haste to jump off my chest. Melissa whipped around, gesturing wildly in confusion, and my mouth dried. "He sold the auto shop? I didn't know that. We haven't talked since I told him off."
Wordlessly, Mel pointed at my phone as it began to buzz against the wooden coffee table, and I scowled lightly. I had half a mind not to answer and leave my mother high and dry, but I found myself reaching for the device anyway.
"Hello?" My mom was sobbing uncontrollably on the phone, and I held the speaker away from my ear as half my attention flew back to Mel.