Mayhem

by Catharina Maura

  I smile and climb over, settling in his lap. He’s so deliciously hard. Carter groans when I rotate my hips against his and he buries his hands in my hair, pulling slightly. The kiss slowly turns into more and Carter’s hands settle on my ass.

  “You know we can’t,” I whisper. Carter bites down on my lower lip and all my protests are long forgotten. I have such strong convictions — when he isn’t right there to make me forget all about them. When he’s within reach I can’t resist. I keep wanting just one more touch.

  “I can’t stay away, Emilia. I need you,” he says. Carter drops his forehead against mine and closes his eyes.

  “Do you know how hard these last few months were for me? I’m leaving soon, baby. I’ve only got a couple of weeks left with you. I can’t stay away, I won’t do it. Not when I know you want me just as badly.”

  His lips find mine again and my hands slip into his t-shirt. Carter pushes his hips up to thrust against me and I moan against his lips. His hands fumble with the button on my jeans. Just as he’s got it open, his phone rings. We both jump, startled. Carter grabs his phone and groans when he sees that it’s his mom.

  It’s like a bucket of cold water has been thrown over me. I scramble back into my own seat while he answers the phone. It sounds like she’s giving him a list of things to buy and I bite down on my lip. We’re gonna have to actually go to the store now, and we’ll need to be home soon. He looks up at me when he hangs up.

  “I’m serious, Emilia. I’m done staying away from you. Just one evening. Let’s be together for just one night. Just you and me, Emilia. No one needs to know. Neither one of us wants to hurt my family, but we deserve some time for us. We’ve been fighting this for months, and the feelings aren’t going away. Think about it. If you feel the same way, then meet me at the treehouse tonight at ten.”

  Chapter 33

  Emilia

  I stare at my watch nervously. It’s ten past ten, and I don’t know what to do. I want to go and meet Carter at the treehouse, but I’m also scared. I glance out the window nervously. The treehouse looks dark, so he might not even be there. But what if he is? What if he’s waiting for me?

  I stare out the window for a couple of minutes and finally make up my mind. I’m as quiet as I can when I walk past my dad’s bedroom. I sneak out of the house silently and walk up to the treehouse, my steps almost soundless. I pause at the stairs and look around me anxiously. My heart beats harder with every step I take.

  I gasp when I finally walk into the treehouse. Carter covered up the windows and filled the inside with fairy lights. He’s put pillows and blankets on the floor, making the entire space look cozy. He’s sitting in the middle of the makeshift bed and looks up at me nervously.

  “I thought you wouldn’t come,” he whispers. I shake my head and kick off my flip-flops before stepping onto the blankets. Carter seems nervous and cups the back of his neck awkwardly.

  “I wasn’t sure,” I murmur. Carter smiles and extends his legs while I drop down to the blankets beside him. “So why did you come?” he asks.

  I blush and look away. “Because I’m done staying away from you too,” I whisper. I know it isn’t the right thing to do and my heart feels conflicted about letting down Kate and Helen, but I think I might very well love Carter more than anything or anyone else in the world. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t stay away. Not tonight.

  Carter grins and pulls me closer. “Thank god,” he murmurs, right before he kisses me. Carter leans into me and I fall back onto the floor, my head on one of the pillows. He moves on top of me and spreads my legs with his knee. I bury my hands in his hair and pull him towards me, my lips crashing against his. He moans when I throw my leg around his to get him closer. Carter’s hand moves to my breast and he kneads softly. I arch my back, wanting more, and Carter gladly obliges. He grabs the hem of my dress and pushes it up. I raise my hips to help him take it off and his eyes widen when he takes in my matching red lace underwear. His eyes roam over my body hungrily and I can’t help but blush.

  “You too,” I whisper, tugging on his t-shirt. Carter nods and pulls his t-shirt off with ease. It’s like he gets hotter every time, the extra hours of football practice have made him even more muscular. My hands slide down his abs until I reach his jeans.

  I undo the button on his jeans and he looks at me with wide eyes. “You want that off too?” he murmurs. I nod at him with scarlet cheeks and Carter blushes just as much. He takes his jeans off and settles back on top of me in his just his boxers.

  Carter kisses my neck and I moan when he kisses me in a spot I never knew was sensitive. He chuckles and moves down to my collarbone, taking his time exploring my body. “Fuck, Minx. You have no idea how many times I’ve imagined doing just this to you. Kissing your body like this.”

  Carter reaches around me to undo my bra and fumbles with it, unable to get it open. He curses and I start to laugh. I push my chest up and reach behind me to undo my bra myself, and Carter looks somewhat embarrassed that he wasn’t able to do it. I take the bra off and Carter inhales sharply. “You’re so beautiful, Emilia,” he whispers. He lowers his lips to my breast and takes my nipple into his mouth. The way he swirls his tongue around it sends bursts of pleasure through my entire body.

  “Carter,” I whisper. He smiles against my skin and moves further down, kissing my stomach and then the top of my panties. Carter pushes my legs up and kisses the inside of my thigh. I’m trembling, blinded by desire. I need him to touch me already. I don’t think I’ve ever been this turned on before.

  Carter kisses me between my legs, right through my panties, and I moan loudly. He chuckles and does it again. I’m panting and he looks up at me as he grabs the edges of my panties. I nod and Carter slides them off slowly. Carter moves back up and settles on top of me, his lips on mine. I’m nervous and self-conscious now that I’m lying underneath him naked. My hands roam over his body until I’m holding the waistband of his boxer shorts. Carter pulls away a little to look at me.

  “We don’t have to go any further, Minx. I have no expectations or anything, I just want to spend time with you. I’ll happily kiss you all night and do nothing more than that.”

  My heart melts and I tug on his boxer shorts a bit more urgently. Carter chuckles and eventually shrugs out of it nervously. I gasp when he’s naked and move to grab his erection, staring at it fearfully. “You’d never fit inside me,” I murmur, distressed. Carter laughs, the awkwardness fading.

  He leans on his side, lying half on top of me, and lowers his head to mine. He kisses me so gently that my heart feels ready to burst. His fingers trail over my skin, until they slide over my wet folds. I gasp when Carter’s thumb finds my clit, he now knows exactly how I like it. I can barely think straight when he’s touching me like that. Within minutes he’s got me ready to burst. My muscles spasm around his fingers and he smothers my moans with a kiss.

  “Carter,” I whisper. He looks into my eyes and tilts his head in question. I’m almost too embarrassed to say it. “I want you,” I whisper. “I want to do it.”

  His eyes widen and he gulps. “I…I... Uh, are you sure?” he stammers.

  I bite down on my lip. “Don’t you want me too?” I ask. Carter takes my hand and wraps it around himself. “What do you think, baby?”

  I giggle and pull him closer. Carter reaches for his jeans and pulls a condom out of his pocket. I look at him through narrowed eyes and he rushes to explain. “I bought some today. I thought maybe… I don’t know.”

  His ears are bright red and his hands tremble slightly. I giggle and sit up as Carter rips open the packaging. He tries to roll the condom on, but it won’t roll down easily. He looks up at me with bright red cheeks and looks beyond flustered. I laugh and rise to my knees, my hands closing around his.

  “Let me try, Carter.”

  He nods and after a few tries I manage to roll it down successfully. “So tight,” Carter murmurs. He grimaces uncomfortably and I’m worried we might’ve done
something wrong. “Is it okay? We don’t have to...”

  Carter looks at me and grins mischievously. “Baby, are you crazy? I’m pretty sure I’ve waited for this all my life.”

  Chapter 34

  Carter

  “Carter, I want it,” Emilia whispers. I grin and push into her just slightly. She’s soaking wet and she feels amazing. I’m scared I won’t be able to last more than a few seconds. I don’t want our first time to be over so quickly, but I don’t know if I’ll be able to control it.

  Emilia gasps, her eyes widening. She’s tight around me, really freaking tight. I push into her a bit deeper and slide inside her with relative ease. I pull back and then push into her all the way in one go. Emilia whimpers in pain and I freeze. Tears gather in her eyes and I panic. “Baby, are you okay?” I whisper. She nods but her face is scrunched up in agony. I don’t know what to do to make it better. “Fine. I’m fine,” she lies. I lower my face to hers and kiss away her tears. “We can stop, Minx. We don’t have to do this. If it hurts, let’s just stop.”

  Emilia shakes her head and tangles her hands in my hair, grabbing tightly. She pulls my face to hers and kisses me, shutting me up. I hold myself up on top of her and kiss her slowly and sweetly. Emilia relaxes underneath me after a couple of minutes and I pull back just a little to thrust back into her. Her face scrunches up in discomfort but at least it looks like she isn’t in pain anymore. “Shit, Minx. I’m so sorry. I don’t know what to do.”

  Emilia throws her arms around me and shakes her head. “I’m okay. I want this, Carter. Please don’t stop now.”

  I nod and thrust in and out of her slowly. I’ve been ready to come since the second I pushed into her. She feels amazing around me, so fucking tight and so ridiculously wet. “I can’t, baby. I won’t be able to last long. I’m sorry,” I groan, dropping my forehead to hers. She giggles and kisses me. My restraint dissolves and I moan as I thrust into her harder and quicker. Emilia looks into my eyes as I come harder than I ever have before. I moan her name and collapse on top of her, completely spent. Emilia hugs me and I bury my face in her hair. “You always smell amazing,” I whisper.

  Emilia laughs. “It’s the perfume you buy me every year. I love it.”

  I inhale deeply and pull out of her. Emilia looks surprised to find me softening and I’m embarrassed. I turn around and grab a tissue from my pocket. The condom is coated with a small amount of blood, and I take it off carefully before joining Emilia on the blankets.

  “That was probably much better for me than it was for you,” I say grumpily. Emilia laughs and rolls on top of me while I reach for a blanket to cover us with. “It was good,” she says, and I can’t tell if she’s lying or not. I feel both horrible and delighted at the same time. It was amazing for me, but I’m so embarrassed that I couldn’t make it good for her too.

  I caress her body as we snuggle together. “I did sort of have hopes that we might do it,” I admit. “But I actually just wanted to talk to you and hang out with you.”

  Emilia rolls onto her side to look at me and throws her leg over mine. “I’m going to miss you, Emilia. I’m going to miss the way you mess with me and I’m going to miss seeing you every day. I’m going to miss your smile and the random conversations we have.”

  Emilia looks sad and pulls me closer, hiding her face in my neck. “I’m going to miss you too, Carter. I’m so used to seeing you every day. Life won’t be the same without you. Will you call me when you’re away?”

  I nod and lower my head to kiss her. Her lips linger on mine and I sigh. “Of course I’ll call you, Minx. We can FaceTime and shit.”

  She smiles and presses another kiss to my lips. I pull away a little to look into her eyes and inhale deeply. “I want to be with you, Emilia. I want you to be mine, officially.”

  She looks at me with wide eyes and blinks. “Carter, we said it’d just be one night. Besides, you’re leaving soon,” she whispers. I drop my forehead to hers and sigh. “I know, I know I am. But can’t we just try?”

  Emilia looks at me excitedly, but then her expression drops and I just know she’s going to reject me.

  “I want to, but it’s probably not a good idea,” she murmurs. “Kate would never forgive me. She made me promise, you know. After the whole Gabby thing, she made me promise to never fall for you. I can’t break her trust like that, Carter. Especially not now that our friendship is finally recovering. Besides, your mom told us clearly that she didn’t want us dating either. We’d be breaking both their hearts, when we won’t even be able to be together. You’re going to be so far away that we won’t even ever see each other. You’ll be at college and everything will be so different. You won’t want to be tied down by a girl in your little hometown.”

  I’m worried about Kate and Mom too, but I truly believe they’ll get over it eventually. She hasn’t said it outright but I know Emilia is also a little worried that I’ll suddenly start drinking and sleeping around. As if I have time for that with my school workload and football on top of it.

  “Emilia, you know I’d never cheat on you. In the last couple of months we weren’t even dating, yet I didn’t even look at any other girl. You’re the only one for me, Minx.”

  She bites down on her lip and I see the insecurity in her eyes. “Carter, being in a long-distance relationship would be really hard. I’m worried we’d hurt your family if we dated and then broke up. I’m not sure my friendship with Kate would survive if we dated and I’d be letting your mom down too. Your mom has never asked anything of me, you know? It’s bad enough that we’re going behind her back like this but it’s something else entirely to start dating knowing we don’t have her blessing.”

  I sigh and pull back, holding myself up on top of her. “Do you really think we can go back from this? That we’ll be able to act like we’re just friends now that we’ve slept with each other? I know you want me too, Emilia. I know you want to be with me. So, why won’t you? Kate will get over it and I know Mom loves you enough to accept our choices. But, you know, we don’t even have to tell them if you’re worried about their reaction.”

  She gulps and looks away. She seems torn, and I know I shouldn’t, but I blame my family for this. The main reason she won’t be with me is because of Mom and Kate. It doesn’t help that Emilia seems convinced I’ll forget about her once I go to college. Like that would ever happen. I wonder if she thinks that because of her mother. How do I make her see that I’m not anything like that woman?

  “We can, Carter. We can still be friends now. There are no hard feelings between us. I just… I don’t think we should date.”

  My heart fucking shatters. I close my eyes and push away from her. I grab my clothes and get dressed in record time. I feel like I might actually cry. There’s nothing I want more in life than to be with Emilia. If she felt an ounce of what I feel for her that’d be enough for me.

  “Carter!” she shouts.

  I glance back at her and shake my head. “We would’ve been so good together, Emilia. If only you’d just give us a chance.”

  I walk away and run a hand through my hair, frustrated as hell. She broke my fucking heart, but I still want to go running back to her.

  Chapter 35

  Carter

  Emilia walks in and pauses when she sees me sitting in the living room. I hate how stunning she looks. I hate how that dress she’s wearing hugs her body. I hate that all I want to do is walk up to her and kiss her silly. I want her in my arms with her hair tickling my neck. I hate how badly I want her – I still vividly remember the way she felt wrapped around my dick, the way she moaned my name and the look in her eyes when she told me she wanted me. I can’t believe she slept with me and then told me she doesn’t want to date me. I offered her my heart on a silver platter, and she trampled all over it. I understand why she did it, but that doesn’t make it hurt any less.

  “Hey,” she murmurs. She stands by the doorway instead of walking in, as though she wants to keep as much distance between us a
s possible. I look away and glance back at the TV.

  “Uh, have you seen Kate?”

  I don’t look up at her, even though my entire body is begging me to. I still have a small amount of pride left, and I cling to it with all my might.

  “Nope.”

  I see her fidget awkwardly from the corner of my eye and I’m almost ready to give in. She seems fine with breaking my heart, yet I can’t even stand to see her feeling remotely uncomfortable.

  “But it’s Wednesday. We haven’t missed marathon day in a while. Not since… not since Gabby.”

  I falter and turn to look at her. Why does she have to be so beautiful? Her blonde hair shines golden in the sunlight coming in from the window, making her look like some sort of Goddess. Her eyes are darker than usual and she looks seductive as fuck. Emilia doesn’t usually wear much makeup, but today she looks a little dolled up. I can’t help but hope that it’s for me.

  “Well, she’s not here,” I murmur, looking away.

  Emilia freezes, and it takes all my willpower to stay seated. I want to walk up to her and wrap her in my arms. I want to hug her and hold her close. I want to feel her lips against mine. Above all, I need just a small sign that she wants the same, yet she gives me nothing.

  “Hey, you’re here,” Kate says. She almost walks into Emilia and drags her into the living room with her. “Oh, you’re wearing makeup,” Kate says. Emilia blushes and nods.

  “I did one of those YouTube tutorials you sent me. It was actually pretty hard.”