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CARTER I’m standing at Rory’s backyard, watching her commandeer an entire army of men, telling them why she needed this here and why she didn’t need that there—it is an amazing sight, really, one that I haven’t been able to pull my eyes away from in over twenty minutes—when I hear footsteps coming up behind me. I’m surprised to find that it’s Avery. She stops abruptly when my eyes land on her and visibly swallows. She seems to fidget for a bit before she squares her shoulders and begins—Wait, is she talking to herself? What the fuck?Is Rory’s friend nuts?I don’t pay much attention to her but the few times I’ve seen her around Rory, she seemed perfectly fine to me. Or maybe this is a recent development. If that’s the case, I’d rather not be the first to find out. Turning back to face Rory, I make deliberate effort not to look back at her friend. Which isn’t a difficult thing to do because my eyes sure do love being on Rory’s
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TW: MENTIONS OF RAPE. CARTER I’m not going to walk away unscathed. That statement is not an overly exaggerated one. It’s a fact. It’s a conclusion I’d been forced to come to yesterday. Over something so random, and that’s the funniest part. She’d left me in the living room and gone upstairs to her room to receive a call from Avery. I hadn’t particularly given a fuck what the call was about, but I’d found my eyes trailing in the direction of the staircase, waiting for her to come back. Wanting her to come back. What the fuck is she doing to me and where the hell are my balls? The organ draws tight at the sight of her beautiful pussy, as if to reassure me of its presence. Yeah, they’re still attached to my body alright. She just has them in a fucking choke-hold.Might as well be her’s at this point. I drag my knuckles along her pussy lips back and forth, admiring how swollen and glistening we
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RORY“No.”“What?” I gape at Carter. “No, you will not be throwing a pool party,” he repeats as though I hadn’t heard him the first time, his biceps bulging as he lifts the weights and lowers it, eyes closed in concentration.We’re currently in my basement gym because I’d decided to join him for a workout session seeing as it’s a Saturday and I have nothing better to do with my time. The way his eyes had trailed down my body in appreciation made me glad that I’d worn the two piece I ordered online a while back. It’s designed for workout. A lycra material smooth and cool to the touch, and sexy as hell. I stare down at him, disbelief turning my feet into two lead weights and I’m suddenly unable to move from the spot. “Give me one good reason why I can’t.”“You serious?” He grunts. I cock a hip, parking my hand on one side. “Do I look or sound like I’m joking?”Carter hangs the weight on the weight-rack and push
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RORY“Rory, you have a delivery.”My first instinct is to back the fuck up from the box that’s deposited on my desk, residual trauma from what happened the last time a delivery landed me in the hospital still coursing through my veins. My boss, Laura, gives me a weird look which is very much valid because who the fuck reacts that way to a delivery?“I was coming upstairs when I saw the delivery guy and decided to save him the stress.”Plastering a smile on my face--which is probably plastic as hell--I force myself to calm down. “Thank you so much.” I still don’t touch the box, however, staring at it like what’s contained in it is a nest of poisonous snakes. “Okay…” She drags out the word as she backs away. “Still think you’ll be able to get those new ideas to me before the end of the day?”I lean back in the chair and crack my knuckles, nodding. “Yeah. I’ll get them to you before I leave.”She snaps her finge
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RORY“I suppose you’re about to give me a thousand different reasons how this was a mistake and why it can’t happen again.”As the words leave my mouth, I will him to prove me wrong. To tell me that I’m horribly mistaken this time around, but I know that it is only wishful thinking. The grim lines of his face are a dead giveaway to what he’s thinking. A muscle flexes in his jaw. “Can’t have this conversation with you sitting on my cock.”His tone combined with the reminder that he’s still inside me, has me going completely cold. Lifting up on my knees, I climb off him, ignoring the sensation of his semi-hard dick sliding out of me and how his cum slides down the inside of my left thigh. Carter hisses, no doubt turned on by the sheer dirtiness of it. Leaning forward, I grab my purse from the front seat and take out my mini pack of wipes. I clean myself up, and out of the corner of my eyes, I can see that he’s tucking that gigantic dick of his back into his briefs. Must be so uncomfor
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CARTERThe bucket of ice cream tumbles out of her hand, landing with a thud somewhere on my floorboard. There’s ice-cream splattered on the floor of my precious car but I can not be bothered to give a fuck right now. The only way I’m leaving Rory is if we’re surgically separated. Period. A groan rumbles up my throat when she exhales, her body going soft as she kisses me back. In the back of my head, I note that she still wants me and that her earlier display had been just that--a display. But it’s a faint thing because all I can think about is lifting that flimsy excuse of a dress out of my way and shoving home. I’ve been in a different kind of hell seeing her strutting her luscious ass around the house since the last time I had her, dying for another taste of her but knowing that the chances of me getting one was slimmer than a fucking blade. My cock is begging me to free it from the confines of my jeans but I need to make sure she’s
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CARTERI’m leaning against the side of my Range, waiting for Rory to get her precious ice-cream while I keep an eye out for any potential threats because one never knows. She hadn’t been safe in her own fucking house for fucks sake, and she’s partly to blame for not letting me know that she’d seen someone in her yard. Although, knowing Rory, she probably saw someone but did everything possible to gaslight herself into believing she hadn’t seen anything. I wouldn’t put it past her. Good thing there are cameras everywhere in the house now. Her father has also gone as far as installing a code on her front gate. A code only me, Rory, and her father are privy to which means no one, try as they might, can get into the house except we buzz them in. Asides from going to work, we’ve basically been on lockdown, ordering in and spending as limited time outside as possible. It’s a sacrifice Rory has been forced to make since she’s refused to mo
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RORYI zone out over the next few minutes as the four people in my living room get locked in a heated argument. It’s not deliberate. I simply cannot, for the life of me, comprehend why someone would want me dead. The shooting. What if Avery had not been there to push me out of the way that day? That bullet had sailed right past my head, missing me by mere centimeters. I’d be dead. My dad had been right. I’d thought he was being over-protective and paranoid by wanting to get me a bodyguard but he wasn’t. That bullet had been meant…for me. Oh my God. My hands are shaking so bad and my legs have become so unsteady, I have to walk away from them to sit on the couch. Fear has closed up my vocal chords, making it impossible to formulate words. Someone really is after my life. This person shot at me in public and poisoned me in my own home. Even if I try to be extra careful in public, I’m still not safe inside m
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RORY The next few days are a blur of Carter following me everywhere around the house like a big, broody, sexy shadow and my father, Elaine and Avery constantly dropping by to confirm if I’m truly recovering as I claim and not just downplaying my situation to get them to stop making a fuss. I stopped taking my medication prescription last night and I feel like myself again, yet everyone insists I stay home for the remainder of the week so that Carter can monitor me for any lingering reactions. Just the thought of it is enough to have me rolling my eyes. My dad clearly has massive trust issues where I’m concerned because does he seriously believe I would lie about or try to downplay something as serious as my peanut allergy? With too much free time on my hands, I’ve resorted to making sketches of designs I’d love to see come to life. Most of the time, I sit in the living room with my head buried in my sketch
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