She shakes her head and moans softly. Her body is trembling with need. “I want it now, Carter. Please,” she moans. I grit my teeth and align myself to push into her. She moans in delight when I sink into her, her eyes filled with passion. She wraps her legs around me and I sink into her even deeper. I’m relieved to see that she’s clearly enjoying it this time. She’s fucking soaking wet. I thrust in and out of her slowly, angling my dick in such a way that she gasps every time I move back in. She looks so fucking hot right now.
Emilia pulls me closer and kisses me. “So good,” she whispers. Her hands roam all over my body. She grabs my ass and pulls me back into her harder and I fuck her rougher. Emilia moans into my ear and I almost come right then and there. She pulls me closer and puts her lips against my neck, sucking and biting as I increase the pace. “Yes, Carter,” she whispers. The way she moans into my ear drives me absolutely insane. “I’m gonna come, baby,” I whisper. She nods and moves her lips back to mine, smothering my moans. I collapse on top of her and she grins happily, stroking my back as I try to calm my raging heart down.
I take care of the condom before lying down next to her. I smile down at her and move my hand between her legs. Emilia moans when my thumb rubs over her clit, and within minutes I’ve got her coming hard too. She looks so hot lying in my bed like this.
She smiles up at me seductively and I peck her lips. I take her into my arms and hug her tightly. Emilia shivers and I grab the t-shirt she threw on the floor and hand it to her. “Wear this, baby. You’ll get cold,” I whisper. She nods and pulls it on while I grab my boxers from the floor.
I open my arms for her and she settles against me. Everything feels so perfect with her in my arms like this.
“Carter,” she whispers.
“What’s wrong, Minx?” I murmur.
“I don’t want you to leave,” she whispers, squirming in my hold. “Can’t you just stay?”
Her pleading tone goes straight to my heart and I instantly want to promise her that I will, but I know I can’t. Would things have been different if she’d asked me a few months ago? Maybe I could’ve put more effort into making her mine. “It’s just two years, Minx. In two years you’ll be right there with me, giving me hell. I’m sure you’ll make college completely unbearable for me. I’m already looking forward to it.”
“I’m going to miss you, Carter. Some days I feel like I’m closer to you than I am to Kate. My life won’t be the same without you.”
I bury my hand in her hair and gently kiss her forehead. “I’ll come back often, Minx. I promise. You can visit me whenever you want, too.”
She shakes her head and hides her face in my neck. “It won’t be the same,” she whispers. Emilia sighs, her lips brushing against my neck. I hold her until her breathing evens, and then I finally close my eyes.
Chapter 38
Emilia
I’m startled awake by a loud bang, and Carter tightens his arms around me. He clutches his bed covers tightly and throws them over us. My head is banging and the whole world is spinning. I’m either still drunk or hungover like crazy. What am I even doing in Carter’s bed? In his arms?
I stiffen when I realize we’re all tangled together. His arms are around me, while my arm is wrapped around his waist and my leg is hooked over his hip.
“Carter Christopher Clarke. You’d better not have a girl in that bed or so help me God! You know the rules,” Helen shouts. She sounds enraged and I stiffen in Carter’s arms. It’s one thing to fall asleep in his bed and it’s something else altogether to get caught like this. I’ve never heard her sound so angry. “She said Christopher,” I whisper. “We’re in so much trouble.”
Carter chuckles and buries his hand in my hair to pull me closer. “Mom, I’m tired as hell. There’s no girl here. Of course there isn’t. If I was gonna do something like that, don’t you think I would’ve already done it by now?”
I can’t help but hope that his words are true and that he truly hasn’t had anyone other than me in his bed. With the distance he created between us in the last couple of weeks, I wasn’t sure. It seemed like he was moving on and part of me is terrified he might have done something with someone else. Even if he did, I can’t be mad about it. It’s me who said that we shouldn’t be together, after all.
“Then explain to me why the hell there are heels and a dress on your floor?” Helen bites out. I freeze and look down at my clothes. I’m wearing one of Carter’s t-shirts. Shit. I try my best to remember where I threw my clothes, but I’m drawing a blank. I can only remember flashes, almost like scenes popping into my head randomly. Carter and I kissing in the downstairs bathroom. Me walking into his bedroom. My fingers unbuttoning his shirt. The way he sank into me and the way I begged him to do me harder. I blush in shame, the night coming back to me slowly but surely.
Carter strokes my arm soothingly and pulls the sheets down slightly to reveal his face while still keeping me covered. “Mom, please. Fine, I’ve got a girl here. I’m sorry. It’s not what you think though. I didn’t sleep with her or anything. I mean... We literally just fell asleep. That’s all.”
I can just imagine the way Helen must be staring him down. She somehow always knows when Carter is lying, though I still haven’t figured out how. “Oh, you just fell asleep and did nothing else but you got her naked first?”
Carter groans and hugs me tightly. “Mom, can you please just go. This is so embarrassing. It won’t happen again, fuck. I’m literally moving out today. What does it matter?”
My heart sinks at the reminder and I subconsciously clutch his t-shirt in my hands. Helen clears her throat.
“Of course it matters. Until this day is over you still live under my roof, so you better damn well follow my rules. If she had the guts to sleep in my house without my permission, then she’d better have the guts to face me the morning after.”
I poke his chest and he lifts the sheets just slightly to look at me. I try my best to look at him reassuringly, but he shakes his head and covers me up again.
“Mom, please,” he says, throwing all his charm at her, but she won’t relent, like I knew she wouldn’t. I sigh and push against him before sitting up. The sheets fall away and I blink a few times to get used to the light.
Helen looks beyond shocked to see me in Carter’s bed. “I’m sorry,” I murmur, my face reddening rapidly. “I didn’t mean to intrude, Helen. I told my dad I’d sleep over at Kate’s, but she was already asleep when I walked into her room and you know how she sleeps, all sprawled out… I was so tired last night and I fell asleep here. My dress was uncomfortable so Carter gave me one of his tees,” I explain, pointing towards the t-shirt I’m wearing. I feel horrible for lying and I’m sure my rambling isn’t helping my case, but I don’t know what else to say. Helen merely blinks at me, her eyes moving from me to Carter. “I should’ve just gone home, I know. I’m so sorry,” I add.
She stares us both down and my heart races. I’m not sure we’ll get away with this. She seems mad as hell, and I’m not sure she’ll actually believe our excuses. Her eyes roam over our clothes on the floor and she chuckles humorlessly, as though she knows we’re lying. “So, nothing happened, huh?” she asks me. I shake my head at the same time as Carter. “Hmm,” she says, thoughtfully.
She crosses her arms and stares at us through narrowed eyes. “I’m going to let this go this time, and I’m choosing to trust you. You two better not betray that trust.”
Carter and I both nod frantically. Helen is intimidating as hell and there’s no way I’ll voluntarily find myself in another situation like this.
“So, what do you wanna have for breakfast?” she asks, relaxing just slightly. “Seems like you two got drunk, huh? I’d better get some carbs into you. Come down for breakfast in a couple of minutes,” she tells us. We both nod, and she gets up and walks out of the room, closing the door behind her.
I fall back onto the pillow and Carter looks at me. We both stare at each other and then burst out laughing.
“Shit. I thought your mom was going to throw me out,” I murmur. Carter laughs. “Nah, she adores the hell out of you. Any other girl, though… Yeah. She probably would’ve thrown out anyone other than you.”
He turns onto his side and looks down at me. “Is it true?” I ask. “What you said?”
Carter frowns, clearly not following.
“That you haven’t had a girl in this bed? You were being so distant with me that I wasn’t really sure. I mean, if you did, I can’t even be mad at you. So, yeah.”
Carter looks away and smiles to himself. “No one but you, Minx. I can’t even imagine wanting someone else, even when you drive me insane. Besides, my mom’s always home during the day anyway, so it’s not like I could ever get away with it. I’ve never had a girl in this bed. Other than you, that is. Forget the bed, there’s only you, Emilia. I haven’t touched anyone else.”
I smile up at him and poke his chest. “You’d better not have,” I murmur jealously. Carter laughs and hugs me tightly, neither one of us wanting to get up. He lowers his lips to mine and I promise myself that this will be the last time I’ll kiss him, but my heart knows that I’m lying to myself.
Chapter 39
Carter
Emilia and Kate both look so fucking sad as Asher and I pack up the car. I’d love to think that my sister is sad I’m leaving home, but it’s not me she’s concerned about. Nope, she’s looking at my best friend with heartache in her eyes. Part of me wishes they’d stayed away from each other just a little longer. If they waited until they were both at college, they might’ve actually stood more of a chance. Asher looks just as torn up as she does. They’re being so obvious that it’s hard for me to pretend like I don’t realize they’ve been getting together behind my back for weeks now. He wasn’t even being subtle when he suggested we pick his stuff up first and then mine. It’s obvious that doing it that way around means he gets to say goodbye to Kate, which he wouldn’t be able to do if I went to pick him up after I was done here.
Emilia, on the other hand… Her sadness is all for me. Part of me is still nervous, though. If I know my Minx at all, she’ll have one more trick up her sleeve for me. My mother bursts into tears as I put the last box in my trunk. I sigh and wrap my arms around her. It’s always been my mom that’s wrapped her arms around me. When did our roles reverse? When did she start to feel so small in my arms?
I hug her tightly and try my best to keep my heart from breaking. I hate seeing my mother cry. I don’t usually care about women crying, but there are three women in my life I absolutely can’t stand to see in tears. My mother, Kate and Emilia.
“Maybe I should come with you – I could drive you there. What if there’s something wrong with your accommodation? We don’t know, right? We should check. What if you need something?”
I look at Emilia pleadingly and she takes on the role my sister is too heartbroken to assume. Emilia puts her arm over my mother’s shoulder and hugs her tightly. My mother turns towards her and throws herself into Emilia’s arms. She almost stumbles back from the impact, but smiles nonetheless. “Milly,” my mom cries. “Tell him to stay, Milly. Just one more day,” she pleads. Emilia looks at me and I know that if she asks me to, I’ll do it. For a second I think she’ll ask, but then she shakes her head.
“He can’t stay, Helen. Asher and Carter have already stayed for as long as they could. Their orientation is tomorrow. They have to go today,” she murmurs. She rubs my mom’s back soothingly and part of me wishes my dad was here today instead of at work. I’m sure today is going to be tough for my mom. Emilia looks at me reassuringly and I know my mother is in good hands, but it still hurts to leave them behind.
“Mom, you’ll be fine. I can either drive or fly back whenever you want me to and you can come visit me whenever you want. Don’t cry like that,” I tell her. She nods and throws herself back into my arms. I laugh and hug her tightly.
“My baby. You’re all grown up now,” she says. I smile at her. She’s embarrassing the hell out of me but she’s my mom, and I love her. “Yes Mom,” I murmur, patting her back. Eventually she steps back and I open my arms again to hug Emilia. She hesitates only for a second before she launches herself into my arms. She looks at me, her arms around my neck. My eyes automatically drop to her lips, my mind replaying the way I kissed her at my leaving party, the way those soft lips of hers tasted and the way she moaned my name hours later. I bite down on my lip and drag my eyes away. I pull her closer and drop my face to her neck, pressing a sly little kiss to her skin. She sighs and tightens her hold on me.
“I’ll miss you, little Minx. I’m sure college will be boring without you. Hurry up and come join me, okay?”
She nods and rises to her tiptoes. For a second I’m sure she’ll kiss me, but then she presses her lips to my cheek. I smile when her lips linger. Will things always be like this between us? I know she said she didn’t want to date me, and I have no choice but to accept that. But might she change her mind someday? She and I are so good together… I know I’m too young to know for sure, but I’m pretty sure my Minx is it for me. Maybe I’ll be able to convince her through phone calls and FaceTime once I’m away. Maybe she’ll miss me and she’ll realize just how silly she’s being. I’m reluctant to let go of her, but eventually she steps back and my sister takes her place.
“I’ll miss you, douchebag. You and Asher take care of yourselves and of each other, okay?” she says. I smile to myself. It’s obvious to me that she’s only concerned about Asher, but I won’t call her out on it. I’m sure it’s hard enough on her to leave him today.
Emilia has her arm around my mother as Asher and I drive away. Today should be one of the most exciting days of my life, so why does it feel like I’m leaving my damn heart behind?
I accelerate and hear something crack underneath my foot. Seconds later, the entire car fills with a horrible smell. Asher coughs and opens the window. “Smokeless stink bomb? Fucking Emilia!” he shouts. I merely chuckle. “Good one, Minx,” I murmur to myself as I pull over to air out my car. I’m going to miss her like fucking crazy, and I may need to look into ways to pull pranks on her from a distance. There’s no way I can go without my dose of Emilia.
Chapter 40
Carter
I fucking miss her. It’s only been a couple of days and USC is even more amazing than I thought it would be, but I fucking miss her. Emilia is so ingrained in my life that everything feels odd without her. I miss her touch and I miss her smile. I miss our conversations and I miss the way my hands wrap around her waist. Hell, I even miss the way she smells.
I’d done so well in drawing a line between us, but my leaving party changed everything all over again. It was obvious that she wanted me just as badly as I wanted her, no matter how hard she tried to convince me otherwise. The look in her eyes when I kissed her and the way she moaned when I sank inside her… she couldn’t have been faking that.
I dry my hair with my towel and lean back against the wall. Does she miss me too? We’ve been texting a lot, but it isn’t the same. I toy with my phone and check the time. It’s ten pm, so she might just be in bed already. I hesitate before pressing the FaceTime icon by her name.
She picks up almost immediately and I grin. Like I thought, she’s in bed. “Hey,” she murmurs, her eyes widening. I just got out of the shower and even though I’ve put on boxer shorts, to her it probably looks like I’m naked. I grin and lie down on my bed. I’m lucky to have gotten a single bed dorm room. Though I would’ve happily shared with Asher, it makes calling my Minx easier.
“Hey,” I reply. I get comfortable on my bed and Emilia’s eyes darken. Even through my small phone screen I can see her looking at me with lust filled eyes, at least that hasn’t changed. “See something you like?” I whisper. Emilia bites down on her lip and looks away, her cheeks pink.
I cup my neck the way Emilia always likes doing and her eyes flash heatedly. I run my palm over my chest and down, until it’s out of view. I’m not
actually touching myself, but it’s fun to make her think I am.
“So how was your day, Minx?”
She blinks as though she’s struggling to focus on what I’m actually saying, and her response is delayed. It’s hot as hell to see her so worked up. She tilts the camera so more of her body is in view and she sits up so the sheets fall away. It’s my turn to be shell-shocked now. She’s wearing a flimsy silk top that outlines her tits gorgeously. It’s so low that I’d be able to see her nipples if she just moved a bit more. She smiles smugly when she sees my reaction.
“Yeah, it was okay. It’s boring without you, to be honest. No one to play pranks on, and Kate has just been sulking. She won’t hang out with me either.”
I don’t think she meant to tell me about Kate, or if she did, she probably assumes I’ll believe Kate is sulking because of me. Like that would ever happen.
“Hmm. I never thought my little sister would miss me so much,” I murmur, messing with her. Emilia’s eyes widen as though she’s only just realized what she said and she clears her throat awkwardly. “Uh, yeah. Of course she misses you,” she says weakly.
“What about you?” I ask. I’m oddly nervous while I await her answer.
“What about me?” she says, a cute little smile on her face. She knows exactly what I’m asking but she’s being cheeky nonetheless.
“Do you miss me, Minx?”
She runs a hand through her hair, her expression morphing into sadness and loneliness. The look in her eyes mirrors how I feel exactly.
“Yes, Carter. I miss you. I miss you so much more than I thought I would. I miss seeing you every morning and I miss catching glimpses of you from my room. I miss our conversations and I… I miss your hugs,” she whispers, her voice breaking.
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