Chapter Four

Carson

Sky tastes like strawberries. I always knew she’d be sweet. I linger on the kiss, holding her face close as her soft lips brush against mine. My breathing is shallow and ragged, and my cock is throbbing to explore her as deeply as I possibly can.

This was a bad idea. I should’ve known that seeing her again would have this effect on me. I stayed away for a reason.

Exhibit A: I’m a fucking monster who can’t control himself. I’m a barbarian whose body is desperate to claim someone I shouldn’t be claiming.

My cock is hard and desperate for relief.

Her fingers dig into my hair, and she moans into my mouth like she’s enjoying this too.

Fucking hell, what’s happening.

The rational choice would be to stop and talk about it, but I don’t want to stop. I want to keep going. I want to fuck her little pussy until she and the baby are mine.

I rub my hand across her full, heavy breast and pinch her nipple as I kiss my way down her neck and toward the lobe of her ear. “You should tell me to stop, honey. I don’t trust myself with you.”

She whimpers and grinds her hips upward as her head falls back. “I don’t want you to stop. I want you to make me feel good.”

Holy fuck!

“You don’t know what you’re asking for. Your hormones are going wild. You’ll regret it.”

“No,” she pants, “I won’t. I need you.”

I know there’s a question in here we should have about her brother, or about what this means for the future, or about how I can’t possibly touch her now and not need her for eternity, but we don’t have that conversation.

Instead, I pull off her night gown and lick her sensitive nipples, taste her soft skin, and kiss my way down her round belly toward her sweet little pussy.

I breathe her in. The musk of her scent pushes me back and I can’t help but shudder as her hand slides over her breast, and she tweaks her own nipple.

I grit my teeth and pull her little panties to the side, licking her soft seam. She jumps and moans against my face as I stroke my cock. There’s an ache that needs to be satisfied. I can’t help myself. I have to have her.

“You’re my girl. Say it. Tell me you’re mine.”

She moans out and groans as she says, “Eat my pussy, Carson. I need it. I need to come.”

Her ache is so wild that I’m not sure controlling myself is even an option at this point.

I kiss her pussy and thrust a finger in and out before the need is uncontrollable and I’m about to burst.

She glances down at me, a tear in her eye as she holds her nipple.

White cream drips from the one she’s holding. “See… I’m literally disgusting. How is this happening right now?”

I lean up and twist my tongue around the nipple, then lick her finger clean before suckling on the tit some more.

She moans and leans her head back. “What are you doing? That doesn’t gross you out?”

“No,” I growl, sucking her harder. “I want everything your body makes.”

Her mouth drops open, and she grinds against me harder. “Fuck me, Carson. Please!”

The door knocks. I’m sure it’s the pizza guy, but I don’t bother with answering it. I stay stuck on her nipple, suckling the sweet juice while I stroke my cock.

I know it’s hard for her to move right now, and I want to make this easy on her. I lick her nipple over another time and stand at the edge of the bed, twisting her forward so I can see her face in the mirror as I drive into her.

“Should we really do this?” Her voice is quick and rushed. “I mean, my brother. Tyler… he… we love him.”

“We do love him, and we’ll still love him after this.”

“But he won’t love us,” she pants as I stroke my cock at her entrance, desperate to claim her.

“We’ll figure it out. Do you want to stop?”

“No.” The word is sharp and to the point, which makes me happy. Has she been needing this as badly as I have?

The phone rings on the bedside table and the door knocks again.

Fucking hell! I drag in a deep breath and look back to see the name on the phone.

It’s Tyler.

Why the fuck is he calling me? It’s karma, a punishment, a realization that I should’ve talked to him first.

I swipe my cock against her slick folds, and she moans.

Whoever is at the door continues to bang. “What the fuck is going on in there?”

Sky glances back at me. “That’s Tyler!”

My heart stills, and though I’m a moment away from getting everything I’ve ever wanted, Sky pulls away and tucks back into her nightgown. “Why is he here?”

I shrug and shake my head, my cock still in my hand. The slickness of her wetness is still on the head. “No idea. I reckon he’s going to be a pain in the ass, though.”

“God. What do we do?” Her tone is panicked and the nice moment we were just sharing is over. I doubt we’ll ever get it back.

I tug on my jeans and open the door. “What’s up, man?”

He narrows his brows and pushes past me. “What’s going on in here? I heard yelling.”

What you heard was me about to fuck your sister. We weren’t yelling.

Sky reaches out for him. “It must have been the TV. What’s wrong? Why are you here?”

“I told you I was coming through tonight. You said you’d text me for dinner.”

Sky glances toward me. “Shit. I did say that, didn’t I? We actually ordered a pizza. Pregnancy fog is a thing. Sorry!”

“Why are you guys in the same room?” There’s a sense of suspicion in his tone that I don’t like, though I guess it’s warranted.

“There was only one room left. It’s fine.”

He glances around Sky. “Really? One bed, too? You two are cool with that?”

“It’s only one night. We’re fine.”

The door knocks and Sky steps back to answer. Sure enough, this is the pizza guy. She takes the boxes from his hands and spreads them out on the bed.

I love my buddy, but tonight would’ve been so much better had he not shown up.

“Well, sharing the bed isn’t necessary. Carson can bunk with me tonight. I’ve got a double room upstairs.”

“You’re staying here too?” I cross my arms, pissed for some reason. I don’t want to leave this room, and I don’t fully understand why the fuck I got pulled into all this if he was out this way already.

Why didn’t I know about any of this?

“Sorry.” Sky looks toward me. “Ty told me last week he was driving through on his way to South Dakota for a business thing. He mentioned dinner, but I forgot.”

I land my hand on her back. “It’s okay. We can share the pizza, and everyone can meet up for breakfast in the morning.”

“Well, I’m heading out early so I don’t think I can do breakfast, but I’ll take some of your pizza.”

“Yeah, and if you’re heading out early,” Sky says, “we’re good to share the room here. I mean, it’s no big deal.”

My stomach tightens. I’m not sure if it’s because I need her so badly, that she’s sticking up for us being alone again, or if it’s because I desperately need Tyler to go along with this. Either way, he bursts into laughter.

“It’s fine. This guy won’t even hear me leave in the morning. That way you guys can have your own space and your own shower. It’s all good,” he says as he grabs a wing from the container and bites into it.

Sky glances up toward me, desperation in her eyes. I know she needs to get fucked as badly as I need to fuck her. That said, I think that ship has sailed for the night.

I grab a slice of pizza from the box and lean into the office chair behind the bed as Tyler rattles on about a meeting he has to make in the morning. Something about plane parts and how they need inspecting before they can be shipped. It’s admirable work, but I can’t focus on anything he’s saying.

Sky and I broke a seal. After years of longing for her, we finally kissed. We kissed in such a way that I believe she felt a need for me too. It could be hormones, but it was deeper than that. I need to talk to her. I need to sort this out. I need to finish what we started.

‘I want you.’ The words leave my lips in silence as Tyler rambles on.

She bites back a wide grin and waits for him to turn his head before mouthing back the words. ‘ I want you too.’

My cock thumps against my zipper, and though I want so much more, those four words will have to do for tonight.