by Kerri Ann
Tonight, listening to her speech for Circe and Wyatt, hearing the laughter and joy in her voice—that is the real Carli. Or Kaori, as her Japanese life and US life are meshing. She’d held back on life, carrying the weight of her friends and family, but this Carli is a different woman. Yeah, her sarcasm, wit, mischievousness and sneakiness is still at dangerous levels, ones that could even scare the most hardened criminals, but she’s mine.
Moving through the room I toss off my shoes. Loosening buttons on my shirt and flicking my belt to the bed, I look around, but Carli is nowhere to be seen. “Where are you, trouble?”
“Out here.”
Walking toward the open doors of the porch, letting the breeze of the cooling fall lake hit me, I’m reminded about the passing time. All I’ve done is consider time.
It’s been months. I’ve counted down the date, waiting for doctor sanctioned permission to tear her apart. The surgery was only two months ago, but for my cock, he’s been outside her body for four months, three weeks, five days and a few hours, but who’s counting that far? I check my watch for the umpteenth time. Hell, even my cock has been ticking down the minutes.
Rounding the corner, I expect to see her sitting on one of the loungers with a tea in hand. “Jesus H, Carli!”
“What? Is there something you don’t like?” She’s wearing the biggest shit-eating grin I’ve ever seen. She’s never been modest or shy, and in all honesty, Carli has ticked down the time almost as much as my cock. They’re in sync.
It’s as if a dinner bell has been rung as my cock strains against my trousers.
“Well, are you going to come here and sample the wares? Or are you going to stay there looking like a dirty voyeur as I stroke myself toward a highly anticipated orgasm?”
Pulling the knot on my tie, I yank the shirt and buttons fly in every direction. I’m yanking it and my pants off in quick succession. My mind has been consumed with thoughts of sinking balls deep into that pussy. “Don’t touch that. I dare you to try.”
“I’ve been thinking about you doing this all day, James.” Laying back, splaying her legs wide, I see her sweet nectar glistening in the light, screaming out to me. “Get your ass over here and show me what you did to cause this. It’s been so long that I’ve felt you that I need a reminder.”
“You don’t have to tell me twice.” Stepping out of my pants, standing naked in front of her, I kneel down on the chaise. Taking in my demise, I’m truly glad I talked her into lunch, and dinner. I’m really fucking happy that she stuck around long enough for a few rounds in the shower as dessert that day. Sure, our shit has been fucked up beyond belief, but I’m not willing to go back. If I have my way, I’ll have a ring on her finger and a Mrs. on the stationary. Neither of us want hoopla like Wyatt or China, but I’m making her mine.
Kissing the top of her thigh, I slowly move toward my goal, then quickly dive in like a starved man. I lap it up, not leaving a drop behind.
“Jamieson!” she yells out. It may have been months since this cunt saw any action, but I still know my way around a pussy. Placing my hands on either side of her body, I rest them on the metal frame of the chair as Carli presses her hips up, looking for closer contact. “More, please! I’ll beg and beg. Please, please, please!” I keep my hands to the side, wanting to devour her with no interruptions. This is my temple and I’m damn well bowing at the altar. Nothing will get in the way, not even to press a finger inside to feel her warmth. Tonight, that’s reserved for my patient cock.
Screaming out my name a few more times, Carli tries to lift off the lounger. Pressing my elbows gently into her thighs, I hold her still. Humming my satisfaction, circling her swollen clit, teasing it between my teeth and sucking it tight, Carli goes wild. It’s taking more effort than I thought it would to hold her still, but I’m loving it.
Looking up her body, seeing that raised bump in her stomach, I’m even more turned on knowing it’s because of that day. I thank whoever was in charge because the Fates haven’t steered me wrong. They designed a woman just for me that gives as much as she takes, has a heart of gold for family and friends, and even though she’s high maintenance, she’s not expensive.
As Carli crests the end, she becomes wildly more vocal. She tosses her head on the pillow in frustration that I’m not entering her with my fingers. Carli is so close, I feel the moment she’s ready to go. Pulling away, I wipe the mess she’s made of my scruff and grin.
“No! No! No! Jamieson, you get back there and finish the job. Not partial points for creativity and style, I want the whole enchilada. Now give me my orgasm before I hold out for two more months.”
I laugh at that. “Woman, you couldn’t hold off two more seconds.” Rising up, I’m hoping to fuck this chaise can handle both of our weight. “Flip.”
Glaring at me, she shakes her head. “No! You will not get back door privileges on the first night after this drought. I want it rough, dirty, and with as much angst as any girl, but I’m not going there tonight.”
“Carli, I’m not about to do that.” Flipping her, I lift her ass up in the air. She protests, but it’s falling on deaf ears. “I’ve wanted in this pussy for months and nothing is holding me back.”
“Oh. Well in that case, I’m all yours, and a buffet to boot.” Resting on her knees, I pull her back where I’m kneeling. Raising her up, positioning my cock at her entrance, I press her back firmly to my chest as she happily becomes impaled.
Growling out at the contact, I almost come on the spot. I’ve wanted back inside her for too long, and my body is overexcited. Rocking in and out, lifting her body in a rhythm that I find comfortable, she hums her satisfaction.
“Oh. Hmmm. Yes. Yeah, there.” The sounds she makes are exquisite. As the two of us move to a tempo all our own, I’m doing my best to concentrate on the task at hand. Worst part, I want to make it last forever, and make it quick, too. Quick because I want back in her immediately, and I’m not sure I can hold out much longer if she keeps it up with the noises.
“Carli, honey, this will be so quick, but I promise more.” Grinding the words out breathlessly, I pump with all my might to keep it at bay just a little while longer for her.
“Oh! Oh my God! I can’t hold on!” And within seconds of saying that, her body tightens around my cock with such a strength, that I think there’ll be indents from her muscles.
Releasing seconds after her, I revel in the perfection of it. Call me a fucking pussy, but I’m home. Being inside Carli is home.
As she comes down from her high, I tilt her toward the chaise and carefully release my cock from her iron grip.
“You know that will change,” she says.
“What will?” I ask as I tuck her legs over my slacking cock. It won’t be for long, though, but for now, it needs a moment’s rest.
“Those muscles, I’m told, need constant workouts after having babies. I’m not up for flabby muscles, so be prepared to train day in and day out, Jamieson.”
“Bet your ass, Katana. I’ll work them out so much you won’t be able to stand.”
“And that’s different from before how?”
Before answering her, a pealing noise breaks the silence. Cocking my head, I listen for the direction of the cry and hear it again.
Into the night air, I yell out, “That’s enough, Casper! Let the woman rest!”
“Sorry, bro. Not Wyatt.”
Aw, fuck! “Get off my sister or close the fucking door, Risen!”
Which gains me not only laughs from them, but from Circe, Wyatt, and Carli as well.
“If I haven’t said it before, this family is fucked!”
“Yeah, and you love us, Whiskey!” Wyatt and China say in unison.
“Fuck. Me.” Turning to Carli, seeing her hiding her laugh, I smile. “Welcome to the family, Katana.”
The End.
For now...
Coming soon.
Get ready to meet the Anchor’s.
Yeah, you know you hate and love me in equal
measure.
Sorry to cause you angst as you wait, but it’s worth it, I swear.
Oh! And because it’s Christina’s fault, there will be a story for Chris.
Soon to come. In October 2017 something totally different is penned.
Kerri Ann
Except from TBD.
“Forgive me, Father, for I have sinned,” the small voice from the other side of the screen confided. I can just make out her shadow as she completes the sign of the cross. “Today marks the fifteenth day since my last confession. My last mass was three weeks ago, and I have one sin to atone for.”
“Tell me your troubles, child.” I know it’s fruitless to ask, but it’s expected. Their whole reason for appearing here is to be absolved.
“I had impure thoughts about a woman in my...book club,” she says cautiously.
“Are you lying, child?”
“Father, I’m telling you what I feel comfortable with you knowing.” So, she’s another one of them.
Yeah I tease in small doses, but you’ll like it soon enough.
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Fate of Amber
Crown and Anchor Series
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Table of Contents
Table of Contents
Copyright
Acknowledgments
Prologue
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
Chapter 21
Chapter 22
Chapter 23
Chapter 24
Chapter 25
Chapter 26
Chapter 27
Chapter 28
Chapter 29
Chapter 30
Chapter 31
Chapter 32
Chapter 33
Chapter 34
Chapter 35
Chapter 36
Chapter 37
Chapter 38
Chapter 39
Chapter 40
Chapter 41
Chapter 42
Chapter 43
Chapter 44
Chapter 45
Chapter 46
Chapter 47
Chapter 48
Chapter 49
Chapter 50
Chapter 51
Chapter 52
Chapter 53
Chapter 54
Chapter 55
Chapter 56
Chapter 57
About the Author
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