Kelli was torn. Carson deserved to hear the truth about what had gone on, but she wanted to strip him down and suck on his cock so bad it was like a compulsion. He was still as hot as she remembered, even more so when she thought about all he’d gone through to help her and find her.

 

He stood there still like he wanted to know the information but didn’t want to pump her, so she just offered it.

 

“He’s telling everyone that the President of the Reapers pulled the trigger when he knows that it was Dexter who ordered the hit. Supposedly there was something going on between Dexter and Argo that the man didn’t want public. There are all types of speculation, but since Argo isn’t alive to tell the tale, the answers will stay within Dexter’s control.” She didn’t like the things people were saying about her cousin especially since he couldn’t defend himself, but there was nothing to be done.

 

“So the Reapers are hassling him?” His face was all squinted up as he tried to figure out what was going on.

 

“No, it’s another group that want us to do business with them. I’ll admit it seems like a shaky way to start a business venture, but what do I know? I just like to sell pretty dresses so I can get a discount.” She wanted to lighten up the mood like he tried to do earlier, but he was more difficult to shake than she was apparently.

 

“The Satan’s Ravens are in town now working on getting a feel for what business would be easiest to jump into. This place is like a mecca for crime.” He brought her back to his arms and rubbed her back.

 

“That’s the truth that I know.” She was talking about his facts, and his hands continued rubbing up and down in a calming but arousing way. This is what she’d missed when she wasn’t with him… this is what had made her feel so guilty. She needed him when she was mourning Argo, but that was so ridiculous because she had been told that Carson was the one who killed him. The pain of wanting him but not having him at such a hard time was even more heartbreaking. That her father knew that and still told her a lie would have to be dealt with later. It was more important that she find out where Carson was mentally than to worry about her father.

 

“When we first started, you sounded like you wanted me to know what’s going on with you and then we’d talk about what’s next, but I don’t see what’s wrong.” He was looking at her just like the time they’d been together. She thought he would demand more information or at least ask why she hadn’t believed him when he’d told her what happened.

 

“I come with a lot of baggage. My papa is a crime lord, and I’m basically a prisoner in my own home. If you chose to get involved with me, it would be a battle, and I don’t want that for you.” She knew that he was no stranger to things like this, but her father was changing into someone she didn’t know. It was one thing to lie to the competition or someone on the street, but he had broken her trust. The man lied on someone he knew she had a strong feeling for and made her feel bad about the whole situation, making her feel like she’d not only slept with Argo’s killer but lead him to his death… that was unforgivable.

 

“Do you come with a lot of baggage? Hell yes, but you come with a lot of good stuff too,” he said with that look on his face that let her know that he was preparing to talk dirty.

 

“Like what?” She had been waiting for this part, so she wasn’t going to shy away from it. Kelli had missed him as much as or more than she missed his thick hard cock, and that was saying something.

 

“You’ve got a sweet round ass that sounds so sexy when I give it a tap, a juicy pussy that squeezes my cock like no other, and nice round tits that I love to suck and bite.” He took her boobs into his hands and squeezed as he talked.

 

“Is that all I am to you? An ass, a pussy, and a pair of boobs?” She couldn’t help messing with him, but it wasn’t going to last long; he couldn’t want to fuck as badly as she did. There was just no way. Did she want to ask about how many other pussies his cock had slammed and tits he’d squeezed? Kind of, but it didn’t really matter now. He was going to be doing her tonight, and for that she was grateful. She didn’t know where all this would lead, but right now it was leading to his bedroom.

 

“I’ll work with this for now and then let you know what I come up with after the first few rounds.”

 

She grabbed his cock through his pants and was impressed with how hard he was. She knew it would have gone down from where they were together in the alleyway, but sometime in the last few minutes he’d gotten right back to the stage where they had left off.

 

“Keep your hands to yourself,” he said in a deep voice that told her he wasn’t playing, but that made it all the sexier.

 

“If I don’t, then what are you going to do about it?” She pouted. If she was going to play this role, then she’d do it to the hilt. There was something that they hadn’t worked their way up to, and if she has to be stuck in her childhood bedroom with only her vibrator and memories, she was going to make the most of the time they spent together.

 

He caught both of her hands in his one and held them above her head. This didn’t seem like something that would get her going, but not having the ability to move and being entirely at his mercy was thrilling. Carson stood staring at her like he was trying to figure out the right answer.

 

“Maybe I’ll spank your ass. That’s what should be done when a woman wants to disobey an order.” He spun her around and bent her a little so her ass was right in line with his hand which he gave a quick firm tap. It echoed around the room with its scarce furniture and tall ceilings bringing the noise back to her time and time again.

 

That was more than she thought it would be, but it wasn’t enough. Pulling her hands out of his one, she backed away from him and watched as he tried to figure out what she was up to. She turned away from him to unsnap her jeans before she kicked off her shoes and pulled down her pants, bending at the waist just to tease him. When she turned back toward him, she had on her shirt, bra, and panties.

 

“Take off your shirt and bra. I want to see your tits swing when I fuck you.” His voice was getting deeper, and she would bet his cock would have a drop of the sweet pre cum she loved so much. It didn’t look like she was going to get to taste the first drop this time, but she’d bet there would be a chance for her to end up with his cock in her mouth before the end of the night.

 

She did as he asked and then walked over to him and looked him in the eye. His light green eyes shimmered with what she thought was amusement, but they changed to arousal when she grabbed his cock and stroked it through his jeans a few times. She wasn’t the only one who liked it rough. His nostrils flared, and she knew he liked that, but when his head cocked to the side, she knew he was more than a little aroused. It was one of his tells that she’d not shared with him. He studied her so hard, but she had lots of knowledge about him too. He was about to reach for her when she jerked out of his reach and bent over the couch.

 

“So you want to be spanked. Is that it? You could have just asked,” he said as he walked over to the couch.

 

“What good would that be? I wanted to earn it. There is nothing better than being defiant and getting what you want.” Her ass was in the air, and the anticipation of the moment was making her wetter than she had been in the last little while, and he hadn’t even touched her yet. She didn’t like how wavering her voice sounded. It would have made her feel more confident if she could have at least sounded like she was a woman in charge who knew what she wanted and how to get it.

 

“Since you want it so much, it’s probably not a punishment. Maybe I should rethink this.” He stood behind her, but since she couldn’t see him, she didn’t know what he was doing. It didn’t sound like he was taking anything off or moving around, so what was he doing?

 

She turned slightly so she could see if he was joking or serious, but he moved from the spot behind her, took off his pants, and then sat on the couch. Kelli didn’t know what to do now. He was staring at her, and she struck stupid until he patted his lap.

 

“Come lay here. Keep your feet on the floor and your ass high.” He was the man in control, and she wondered if he took those few moments to get like that or if that was just how he came at situations.

 

She almost sighed with relief. This was something that no one could take from her. The freedom of her spirit in this second knew no bounds. Kelli lowered herself to his lap without taking her eyes off of his face. There was a slight tick at his jaw that looked like he was grinding his teeth a little. That was good enough for her; she just didn’t want to be in this alone. She wanted him to have something vested.

 

He rubbed her ass with his rough textured hands, and she wondered how they could feel so good and soothing on her skin. It was harder waiting for the sting to come when she was like this because it was like they had agreed to do this, so she knew it was coming. The mewling noise that was coming from her was hard to hold back as was trying not to open her legs and hump whatever part she could get close to her pussy.

 

“You want it bad. Don’t you, Kelli?”

 

This part must have been the punishment portion because the wait was torturous. He wedged her panties up between her legs like it was a thong, and it created pressure on her clit. The moan that slid out of her mouth was involuntary and loud.

 

“Mmmmm… I like that you like that. You deserve something for being so sexy.” The hand he was rubbing on her ass cheeks he moved to stroke between her legs a few times. “Open up your legs and let me get at that pussy. I want to see how wet you are for me.”

 

She did so, and when his long fingers swiped over her moist lips, she humped his leg to get a little more friction.

 

Slap!

 

The sting of that first slap on her left butt cheek made her suck in a breath, but she wanted more. She wasn’t sure how to get it though. Was it the humping or the moaning? She decided to do a little of both.

 

“I love how your mind works. You’re always trying to figure something out.” He rubbed all over her ass a few times before he delivered a few more smacks to her warm cheeks. Just when she was thinking of calling a time out, he would rub in between her legs getting her so close to orgasm it was frustrating. If he could give her just a little more pressure, she could get the first one out of the way and wouldn’t feel like she was jumping out of her skin.

 

“You want me to let you come, don’t you?”

 

“Yesssss,” she hissed and tried harder to get more contact with her clit on anything. He was good about how he placed her with her legs on the floor and ass up; it was hard to get enough grind to make it worth her while.

 

“This is when it gets good, Kelli. Your pussy is so wet because you like getting your ass smacked. Does it make you feel like a bad girl? Or do you just like the sweet sting of pain with your pleasure? I know you like me to bite your nipples when you’re about to come, and I’ve nibbled a bit firmly on your clit too. There is nothing wrong with it, but I want you to tell me about it.” His voice was mesmerizing, and she wanted to do what he asked, but she didn’t really know the answer.

 

“Ummmm…” She thought about what would sound sexy, and she threw every thought out.

 

“Don’t think about prettying up what you’re saying. Just tell me why you like it.” He didn’t stop the rubbing, but the pats weren’t coming at all. She missed them.

 

“It makes me feel wild and out of control. I like when you suck my nipples hard into your mouth and then bite me because it makes me feel like you feel the wildness too, but also I like it.” She felt shy talking about this, which was silly. She was sprawled across his lap, with only her panties on and her ass squirming around as she tried to get off, but somehow verbalizing what she liked was embarrassing. He moaned and thrusted his hard cock into her side, and that gave her the courage to keep going.

 

She rolled to her back, and she enjoyed the fact that she’d surprised him. Opening her legs and sliding her panties to the side, she waited until his gaze moved from her glistening pussy to her face.

 

“I’ve always wanted to see what it felt like to have my pussy tapped by someone other than me. Will you spank my pussy?” She felt his cock jump against her side and knew that he was intrigued. This isn’t something she had ever or would ever ask someone to do, but she was going to stay true to her word to make the most of the memories she was going to make tonight.

 

He looked back at her exposure and placed his two fingers on her mound before sliding down between her lips to curl into her opening. It was so hard not to try to hold him in place and just fuck his fingers because they felt so good, but she had made a request, and she wanted to see what he would do with it. After a few thrusts in and out, he moved his wet fingers to her clit where he tapped a few times before he rubbed, and she was back to the frustrating almost coming feeling.

 

“You are so beautiful and wild. I’ve missed you and this. I love that you like it rough sometimes, just like I like when you snuggle into me. Your pussy is so ready for me to eat, but I know what you want, so I’ll save my snack for later.” He never stopped the soft taps or the rubbing, and it was hard to concentrate on his words.

 

Smack… smack… smack. He didn’t do it as hard as he slapped her ass, and the sensation was totally different.

 

She didn’t think she’d felt anything that good until he followed it up by thrusting his two thick fingers into her pussy. The sloshing sound of her wetness against his digits made the moment more sensual because all of her senses were involved. He did the same combination again but pulled her nipple firmly when he fucked his fingers into her. She came so hard it was like she was breaking apart. Kelli had wrapped her hands around his hand that was her pleasure and her pain just to make sure he didn’t move. She had to ride this one out like it was the last time she would ever have an orgasm again. Catching her breath was difficult because the aftershocks of something that intense tore through her body again and again, making her think she was going to come again right after the last one. Her abdominal muscles hurt from the violent contracting and releasing.

 

He was petting her hair and stroking her face when she finally realized her body was coming down from the sexual high. She opened her eyes to find him watching her.

 

“What?” She asked him feeling a bit self-conscious. Being sprawled out practically begging to get your ass and pussy smacked was sexy while she was in the moment, but afterward it made her feel a bit sheepish.

 

“You make my cock so hard. Just listening to you moan and feeling you come on my fingers was the hottest thing that’s happened since I fucked you last. It’s a wonder I didn’t just come from being a part of that.”

 

“I had lots of competition huh… lots of people to compare that to in the last few weeks?” She hadn’t meant to bring that up, but he walked right into it. It must have been meant for them to talk about it.

 

“Not at all. The trauma of the last time we were together and me thinking about where my life was going didn’t leave a lot of head space to party. I did drink and hang out with my club brothers, and of course there are always women around, but I was thinking too much to be any fun to them.”

 

“It doesn’t matter. You don’t owe me anything. I don’t even know why I asked.” She knew she shouldn’t have even brought this up, but it was too hard to let go. “What I want to see is this hardness that has been jabbing me in the side the whole time I was trying to concentrate on what you were doing.”

 

He lay there and watched her as she slithered to the floor so she could be at the right level to greet her old friend. She loved the smell of Carson. Was it soap, musk, or just him? She didn’t know, but it was such an inviting aroma. Rubbing her face into his crotch, she nuzzled his balls through the cotton and placed her mouth at the base of his cock.

 

“Oh, now you want to play?” He questioned now that it was his turn to be in the position of waiting. She knew that it wouldn’t take much to frustrate him, and then she’d be on her back and he’d be feeding her his dick the way he liked it sucked. Why that was a turn on she didn’t know, but she knew that he never abused her desire for it. He didn’t jab the back of her throat or make her take too much. It was like he had studied her to find out what she liked best and then he gave her what she craved.

 

She didn’t answer his question, but she stared into his eyes as she worked her way up and down his cotton covered cock. When she got to the tip and placed him in her mouth, the growl made her smile.

 

“You are really pushing it today.” He laughed like he couldn’t believe it. “Take my cock out and suck it into your mouth. Suck it hard because I want to fill your mouth, and it’s not going to take much. I’ve been wanting your mouth on me since I met you in that bar. You’ve got cock sucking lips. They’re so soft and wet.” He was starting to pump a bit in her mouth, so she decreased her suction.

 

“Fuck, baby, give me more. Suck it harder. I want to hear the soft pop every time you let go to suck again.” That was what she liked to hear. It was like he was on the verge of his control, and she loved it.

 

She kept doing it the way she wanted to do it, and he gave her a gentle nudge to back up while he stood. This is what she’d been waiting for, and it had taken so long she wondered if he thought that she couldn’t follow directions or if he was on to her.

 

He placed his hands on both sides of her head and started the slow pumping of his hips as he fed her the length of his cock. She took long hard pulls with her mouth and the ‘Ah… ah… ah’ that was coming from his mouth was turning her on. She loved that her mouth could make him feel like this.

 

“That’s it Kelli. Take a little more,” he crooned as he fucked himself a bit deeper into her mouth.

 

She kept her eyes on him and had to pull on her nipples for some relief. This man could be a porno star and make all the woman have to bring out their vibrators or use their fingers for relief as they imagined him talking to them like he was talking to her.

 

“Playing with your tits is a nice visual. Twist your nipples for me.” He watched her for a few seconds, but she used her other hand to grab his thickness around the base and pump her hand up and down. “Unf… I’m going to come, baby, and it’s going to be a lot. You may want to back up.”

 

She wasn’t going to let this load go. It was all she could do not to talk back to him just to see what he’d say, but she wanted this salty reward for her own selfish reasons. She enjoyed him telling her that no one compared to her and that he was thinking about her when he could have been getting his dick waxed by one of the club girls.

 

“You want it for yourself, huh? It’s going to go deep in the back of your throat. I’m going to try to take it easy on you, but I can’t guarantee it.”

 

His balls were so tight it was hard to find them, but she fondled the sack and tried to pull them away from his body. She moved to his ass and squeezed so he would know that she was all in. The smooth moves were getting choppy as his cock grew just a bit harder. The bursts of come were like mouthfuls of pleasure for both of them, and he pumped until his balls were empty. She tried to keep it all in her mouth, but it was hard to swallow that much when it came out that fast and in those amounts.

 

He pulled out of her mouth and the soft popping sound filled the room. She licked his balls, but he stopped her saying they were to sensitive. Then he plopped on the couch and pulled her to sit on his lap.

 

“Damn that was good. I swear it just gets better and better each and every time.” He was trying to catch his breath, and she lay there listening to his heart and just enjoying the moment. She could have laid on him forever, and the truth was she wanted to. “Do you want to get something to eat?”

 

“I don’t know if I want to get up. When we were talking before and you said the Ravens were thinking of moving to this area did you mean that you’d be around more permanently?” She knew that they were great in bed, and the small amount of time they lived together had been great even though it was under duress had been a great time too. She didn’t want to scare him away, but she wouldn’t mind staying in this apartment. Maybe finding a job and getting her life together would be something that she could obtain. She didn’t like being dependent on anyone, and she didn’t want him to think she was using him, but she didn’t know how to get from under the oppression of her father.

 

“Yep. It’s looking like I’ll be around here trying to get you to be my old lady.” He tried to make it sound like a joke, but she hoped he meant it because in all honesty it was going to be hard to let him go.

 

“Old lady? That doesn’t sound like a position I’d like to fill. What does the job entail?” She liked joking around with him. It was always so easy to talk to him about almost anything.

 

“It would be a lot of fucking, pussy tapping, ass slapping, nipple pulling, talking, motorcycle riding, and maybe we could throw a few meals and some sleep in there every once in a while.” Carson actually had the nerve to look like she might say no to this very exciting offer.

 

She lifted her head up and looked into the light green eyes that reminded her of her mother’s gems. “That sounds like a mix between a girlfriend and a friend with benefits.”

 

“You are correct. I’ve checked all your references, your paper work seems to be in order, and the job is yours if you want it.” He pulled back from her to look at her, and she felt so exposed. Not because she didn’t want to do it, but because this forgiving man didn’t even give her any of the business, and she wasn’t used to that. There was only acceptance of what had happened and desire to move on. It was almost too much.

 

She hugged him because he was saving her life. Kelli hated to cry because her father said it was like a weakness and she never wanted to be weak, but she didn’t know how chained she felt until Carson came along and offered her a key.

 

“I’ll take that as a yes?” He lifted her chin and looked into her eyes. “I don’t know what we’ll be up against as we make this move to be together, but I’m going to tell you where I keep my money socked away. Then if something happens to me, you can have money that your father doesn’t control.”

 

That was it. She couldn’t hold the sob inside any longer. It was horrible to feel so bad about crying, but that was how she was raised. Unfortunately these weren’t tears she could hold back, and they barreled out in loud gushing sobs. Carson gathered her in his arms and didn’t once tell her to stop crying or settle down. He patiently waited for her to stop. When she’d cried for longer than she’d ever cried in front of anyone, she lifted her head and he wiped her face with his t shirt before giving her a kiss.

 

“What was that for?” She asked.

 

“It was for trusting me with your tears and for agreeing to see where this goes and for making me feel so good.”

 

“I hope I’m not more trouble than I’m worth.” She wanted that to be a joke, but she had a feeling that Carson didn’t know how low down her father could go when he wanted to.

 

“You are worth all the trouble you’ll bring and more.”

 

She looked at him and smiled. “I’m going to hope that you’ll always believe that because the Picernos are something to behold when they don’t get their way.”