Loose Lips Sink Ships

by Katrina LaCroix

  Chapter 16

  Before anyone could come to their senses, Carter whisked Avery away from the school. He’d grabbed his stuff and given her one of his shirts to wear. They breathed a sigh of relief as they walked out the front doors hand in hand.

  Somehow it had all worked out. Ms. Downing would be fired, and so would Coach Howzer if anyone found out about the Gongdong supplement. The basketball team had lost, ruining their entire season. Carter didn’t care whether or not he was even still a part of the team. Everything was a huge mess, just how they liked it.

  Arriving at Carter’s house, they found the place to be empty. There was a note from his dad saying he and Jeffrey were traveling to a video game tournament and would be gone until tomorrow. Turning on a few lights, they settled in the living room. Avery plopped down in a big chair and Carter jumped against the arm of the couch beside her. She finally had him alone.

  “I think the last effects of that stuff have worn off. If you wanted we could…you know,” he suggested.

  “Pray tell, whatsoever do you mean? Shall we churn butter or take the sheep to pasture?” Avery wondered innocently.

  “I think you know exactly what I mean. Go ahead, touch it,” he insisted, spreading his legs and gesturing at his genitals.

  “I should think not,” Avery refused.

  “Touch my man meat!” Carter demanded, pulling off his pants and shirt.

  “No!” Avery shouted, leaping from the chair. Carter chased after her, completely naked, shouting at the top of his lungs.

  “TOUCH MY MAN MEAT!”

  “AAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!” Avery squealed, racing through the house. Barely able to run for all her laughing, she led him into the dining room, around the large mahogany table, and into the kitchen.

  Sprinting, Avery went for the refrigerator, pulling open the door and using it to shield herself from him. He reached down at her, and she squeezed closer to the refrigerator’s shelves. Reaching back, she started to search through its contents.

  “OJ…purple stuff…Sunny D!”

  Grabbing the container and popping the top, she doused Carter with the juice and dashed away into the foyer. Dripping everywhere, Carter chased behind, reaching for Avery as she swung onto the stairs and raced to the second floor. There were only a few doors to choose, a bathroom, a closet, his father’s bedroom, but she ducked into Carter’s bedroom and turned around just in time for him to knock her flat on the bed.

  The time for her playful resistance had ended, and so she made no attempt to get away when Carter jumped on top of her. His elbows over her shoulders, he wrapped her head in his hands and tilted it back so he could kiss her soft, pink lips.

  It wasn’t until the basketball shirt she wore absorbed most of the juice that Carter began to run his hands underneath it. His hands brushed against her skin, hiking the shirt up over her stomach. She arched her back and lifted her shoulders to let him slide it over her chest, head, and along her arms.

  He planted kisses all over her small breasts, arousing his not-quite-average member. Kissing lower down her stomach, past her belly button, he came to her jeans and quickly undid the button. Using his teeth, he dragged on the fabric, tugging it lower. He had his fingers pulling from the sides, and soon he’d slipped off her jeans and panties and tossed them near the edge of the bed.

  “Kiss me in my spot,” she cooed. “You haven’t forgotten where, have you?”

  “Of course not,” he answered, shifting himself to her side as though he were about to give her CPR. Bending over, he turned his head and passed his ear to her cheek so he could kiss her underneath her nose between the nostrils.

  “Oh yeah!” she moaned, squirming wildly and running her hands over his legs. She pulled him against her and kissed him passionately. Her fingers traced over his shoulders, along his collarbone, and over his strong pectoral muscles. Carter’s hand drifted over her pelvis and down her inner thigh, making Avery grin.

  “Are you ready?” he asked, and she nodded harder than a dolphin at Sea World.

  “Oh, God yes! It’s been forever!”

  Kneeling in between her spread legs, Carter kissed her hips, each press against her skin marking a sudden blush of heat. He pleasured her with his tongue, burying his face in her. He continued for some time until his tongue flopped around limply like a sock in the dryer, at which point he looked up to find her straight-faced and typing into her phone.

  “Aw you texthing?” he drawled.

  Her expression as flat as a table, she turned the phone around and displayed a text to Kendra that read, “OMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMG.” Chuckling, Carter reached up and hit the send button. A smile broke on her face, leading to laughter. She gestured for Carter to come up, and she started traipsing two fingers down his chest.

  “Does that mean it’s my turn?” she asked, fluttering her eyelashes at him. A big grin emerged on his face, and he nodded eagerly.

  “Remember, no teeth this time. I don’t like it when you play shark attack.”

  “Fine,” she grumbled. “It’s our first time in a while, so no sharks. But you should know they’re in the water.”

  Getting onto her knees, she pushed Carter flat against the bed. She ran her hands over him intimately, kissing him in sensitive areas. Taking him into her mouth, she was careful not to set him off too quickly.

  “Ok, now that that’s over,” she said, swallowing some saliva and savoring the taste of Cool Ranch Doritos, “we’d better get a condom on you, because one of us has been sleeping around and I have no idea what you might’ve picked up.”

  Carter rolled over and reached into the nightstand drawer supporting an alarm clock and a fishbowl. Removing a half-used box of condoms, he handed one over to Avery.

  “Only one? I don’t think so! Here, give me the box. I don’t want to take any chances.”

  One after the other, she applied three condoms until the whole thing looked like some kind of balloon animal. Once she was content, Avery flopped on the side of the bed, her head against the pillow.

  “Come on, do me. I’m just going to lie here like a rag doll,” she said. Laughing, Carter positioned himself over her. He scooted her down a touch and pulled her legs apart. She gasped when he entered her, and Carter began to shudder almost as quickly.

  “Oh no!” he groaned, collapsing against her. She took one look at his strained face and wanted to cry.

  “You can’t be serious! We were just getting started!”

  “Ha ha, psyche!” Carter laughed, coming back to life.

  “I would’ve killed you,” Avery threatened, but soon she was too caught up in the motion to hold a grudge. She wrapped her legs around his as they slowly pressed their hips together. Her hands grasped his shoulder blades, pulling him closer. Each thrust made her emit little squeaky moans.

  Suddenly, they rolled over, putting her on top. Her knees against his sides, she ground herself against him. A big smile on his face, Carter ran his hands over her legs, stomach, and chest. They started moving faster, their breath becoming short. Both of them were just so into it.

  Beep, beep, beep. The alarm clock went off, making them both grumble. Carter threw his hand over at it, but he was too far away. Having no other choice, Avery knew she would have to get it, but there was no way she was going to stop. Tightening her vaginal muscles, she got a good grip on him and lifted him up as she waddled on her knees toward the other side of the bed. She slammed her fist against the alarm clock, shaking the fishbowl. The alarm clock stopped, but then Carter’s room phone started ringing.

  “Just leave it,” Avery insisted, trying to get back in the rhythm.

  “What if it’s someone important?” he pleaded. Sighing, Avery carried him under her back to the other side of the bed where he could grab the phone. It was Coach Howzer.

  “Look, coach, I can’t really talk right now. I’m kind of in the middle of someone. Suffice it to say I’m done with the team. I’ve got better ways to spend my time.”

  He clicked off the
phone and tossed it into a pile of dirty laundry. Returning his attention to Avery, he sat up with her in his lap and put his hands on her ass. Avery started moaning loudly, and even Carter began to grunt.

  “Mmm, spank me like my dad did when I swung a yo-yo through his truck windshield!” she ordered.

  “Oh my God!” Carter cringed. “Ok.”

  He slapped her cheek, making Avery cry out in pleasure. Taking her body in his hands, he spun them over onto her back. Their faces were red and their hearts were thumping. Then, snap, snap, snap.

  “What is going on down there?” Avery asked. “It sounds like you’re popping popcorn in my vagina!”

  “I think the condoms just broke. Do you want me to get a few more?” he asked.

  “No,” Avery responded. “I know a little piece of latex can’t contain you. We’ll just have to go with our usual method.”

  It wasn’t long before their lovemaking came to its climax. Both of them were straining so hard. Avery belted out notes as though she were trying out for the opera. The veins in Carter’s neck were visible.

  “Oh my God! Yes! Yes! Ok, now!” Avery wailed. Carter pulled out and slid off the side of the bed. Holding himself in his hands, he started looking around frantically. Avery rolled onto her knees and put her hands together.

  “Where am I supposed to cum?” he asked.

  “Don’t interrupt me while I’m praying!” Avery snapped. “Do you want me to get pregnant?”

  Lost for any other place to deposit his release, Carter went for the fishbowl, spouting thick globules into the water. The two beta fish nibbled at them until they sunk down and coated the underwater castle.

  “Dear Lord, in the name of all that is holy, please don’t punish our out-of-wedlock, teenage fornicating by making me pregnant. The opposite of how Mary got pregnant over nothing at all, protect my womb from any stray spermies wiggling about inside, even though science has largely rendered you irrelevant and powerless. Your humble servant, Avery Leigh. Amen.”

  Finishing her prayers, Avery brushed her hands together and returned to Carter, who had collapsed onto the bed. He seemed completely wiped out, and she set her head against his shoulder and snuggled herself against him. The world seemed to stand still, if it even still existed at all.

  “Let’s never fight again,” Avery sighed, pulling away just enough to look into his eyes, which had a dreamy glaze over them. Carter didn’t say anything, perhaps too wrapped up in the afterglow, so Avery went on.

  “I have a lot of things I’m sorry about, like saying I was glad your mom was dead so you could buy me implants with the inheritance money. I’m sorry about trying to make you jealous by flirting with teachers. I even regret feeding your dog bleach and killing it.”

  “That was you?” Carter jumped but soon settled down. “It’s ok. There’s a lot I’m sorry for too. Geez, let me think. I wish I hadn’t avoided your calls, or kept so many secrets from you. I probably shouldn’t have impregnated your sister either. Sorry about that,” he apologized.

  They sat for a moment in silence, thinking about the wrongs they’d done. It hurt for a moment, but then they realized that it was because of how much they cared about each other that they regretted it so much.

  “I love you, Carter,” Avery said, squeezing him.

  “I love you too, you,” Carter mumbled, making Avery sit up and smile.

  “I love you too, you? What is that? You didn’t forget my name did you? Because every girl knows it’s one-hundred dollars if he doesn’t remember your name after it’s over.”

  Avery and Carter smiled at each other.

  “I love you, Avery Leigh,” he said, and she came in to kiss him softly on the lips. She put her head on his chest, he wrapped his arm around her, and they drifted off to sleep together.