I’ve even started working at the coffee house that Nicole works at. She talked to the manager for me and explained that I’d come down with an illness and that is why I never showed up last time. I am lucky that he was so nice and willing to give me a second chance.
Carter kept his promise and I was never alone, even when I was working. He’d sit in the coffee house playing on his computer, or just talking to me when we weren’t busy. When Carter had work, Shawn or Jason would be there with me.
At first, I felt horrible that Carter was making them babysit me, so I paid them with coffee and cake pops. I ended up getting really close to both guys and they embraced me as one of the group. Shawn is even trying to think of a new group name that has four members in it.
I’ve never been happier with anyone in my life, except there was one problem. We haven’t slept together yet! And it was not from lack of trying on my part. Every time we got close, he stopped it. I knew he thought I wasn’t ready, but I couldn’t possibly be any more ready.
He was scared that he’d hurt me because of everything that happened with Chris. I understood where he was coming from, but Carter made me forget about everything else when I was with him. I didn’t care what he thought, at this point. Tonight was the night.
I called Nicole yesterday and talked to her about wanting to take the next step with him. She insisted on treating me to a girls’ day at the spa and hair salon. It was difficult to get Carter to let me go without him. He was still on high alert from everything that happened with Chris, even though we hadn’t seen him since that day.
I understand why he was so worried, and I appreciate how much he cares about me. With promises to check in every hour and stay together, I won.
I got my light brown hair highlighted with caramel strands, had my nails done, and had every possible surface waxed. When I got home, Carter came rushing up to me asking me why I was walking funny, and I had to lie to him and tell him I fell.
We are getting ready for bed now and I am taking some extra time in the bathroom. I curl my hair the way he loves, and do my makeup a little heavier than I normally would. I stashed my sexy Santa outfit in here yesterday. Nicole had insisted I get it for tonight. It is red velvet with white fur trim. I slip it on carefully to try to keep the bells from jingling, put my feet into my red high heels and opened the door. I walked into the bedroom and Carter looked up at me.
“Fuck.”
Carter
When she walks into the bedroom, all of the willpower I’ve been holding onto these past two weeks vanishes. Maddy is gorgeous in jeans and a T-shirt but in this outfit, she is enough to stop my heart.
My dick starts to get hard before she even takes a step toward me. The dress stops right below her ass, dips so low up top that it should be against the law, and her red high heels make her legs look amazing. She is looking at me with this sexy smirk, and I am completely hers in that moment. She walks over to me with the little bells on the outfit jingling with each step.
Maddy has been trying to initiate sex, but I didn’t want to rush into it. Now I knew that it was inevitable, and she’s made it pretty clear that she was more than ready. “You look gorgeous, baby…when did you get that?”
I see the blush creep up on her face and it only turns me on more. She is so beautiful and sexy, but she really has no idea she is. “Do you like it?”
The fact that I couldn’t put a full sentence together should have been her first clue. Just then, I realize that I am still sitting on the bed. I get up and slowly walk over to her. I want to remember every detail of tonight.
I brush one of her stray curls behind her ear, wrap my hand around the back of her neck and kiss her. Her hands find their way into my hair, like they always seemed to do. I move down to her neck and start to kiss her all over, making lines from ear to ear and then going down her neck and across her collarbone. Though, if she kept making those little sounds, I really wasn’t sure how long I would last.
I pull back and look at her. I need to make sure she is really ready and not just doing this because she thinks I expect it. Although at this point, if she changes her mind, no amount of cold showers will help me.
I pull away and look in her gorgeous hazel eyes. “Are you sure about this? I don’t want to rush you. I’d wait forever for you.” She looks at me with the most adorable smile on her face.
“Carter, I’ve wanted this since I moved in. I love you, I trust you, and I know you’ll never hurt me. I want this, Carter. I. Want. You.”
That is all I need to hear. I grab her and kiss her with everything I’ve been holding back. She lets out a moan. I pull back to look at her. How did I ever get so lucky that she chose me? I find the zipper on the back of her outfit and ease it down. It falls down around her feet, and then I see what she has on underneath.
All that is left is a pair of red lace boy shorts, and those heels. The image of her legs wrapped around me with those heels on is permanently etched in my mind. We need to revisit that another night. I want tonight to be perfect for her.
I’ve had my fair share of sex, but tonight is the first time I am ever going to make love to someone; the first time it is actually going to matter. I lead her over to the bed and lay her down. She is fucking perfect. I start to take off my shirt, but she grabs my hand to stop me.
“Let me do it.” She takes my shirt off, then goes to work on my belt. She eases my pants down and then my boxers. The look on her face is priceless. I grab her and start kissing her again, then I ease her down on the bed.
I lie next to her and begin to run my hands all over her body. Her hands are stroking my back up and down, then they find my ass and she gives it a little squeeze. I laugh at that and she lets out a little giggle. I get up and get undressed before situating myself next to her on the bed again.
I move my mouth lower and begin to kiss her breasts. They are just as perfect as the rest of her. When I move to her nipple and close my mouth around her, she shrieks, which only encourages me more so I move to the other one and do the same thing. She is squirming beneath me and I know what she wants, but I’m not ready to give that to her yet. I slide my hands down her body, over her breasts, down her stomach and ease her panties down. Holy fuck, she got waxed. That is what she was doing all day yesterday, and why she came in acting like it hurt to walk.
I glance up at her and smile. She blushes, knowing exactly what I am thinking. I am so turned on, it feels like my dick is about to explode. I lean down and place kisses over her inner thighs, then move my hands over her, slowly starting to stroke. She lifts her hips up to meet me.
“Oh My god…” She moans so loud.
“Jesus, Maddy…you are so wet, baby.”
She is so ready, but I want to do this before we make love. I continue to kiss her while my finger finds its way inside. She is so damn tight that I know I am going to hurt her when the time comes. I start with one finger, then insert another one, trying to open her up so it isn’t as bad for her. I lower my head and begin to kiss her beautiful pussy.
The minute my tongue touches her she lets out a yell. “Carter!” Her moans are getting louder and I know she is close. Her back arches and she let out a cry when the orgasm hits her. I look up at her and she seems so happy and content, and I love it.
I move up to her. “Are you ready, baby?” She looks at me and nods her head. “Okay, I’m going to go get a condom.”
“No! Wait, Carter!” Oh God, she is going to tell me she isn’t ready. I love her and I can wait for her, but I am definitely going to need to go into the bathroom and take care of myself. Then she looks up at me and says the last thing I expected. “I’m on the pill. Do you think we could just do it like this? I want to feel you.”