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Chapter Fourteen

EPOV

Carlisle grabbed my wrists, stopping my ministrations. His slouched against the wall, his chest heaving his eyes clenched shut while he struggled to slow his breathing. I tried to pull my hand free, but he wouldn't loosen his grip. Why couldn't he understand all I wanted was to touch him, to watch him shudder and come undone, to love him? Tugging again, I was startled when his amber eyes flew open. Expecting to see regret or worse yet, anger reflected in them, I saw only raw need and desperation.

"I'm…too…close." The sentence came out in uneven pants, followed by a hard swallow. "There's been no one since…just, since, and I need to touch you."

When he tugged on my hands to pull me to my feet, I went willingly, stunned by his admission and embarrassed by my frequent hook-ups in the first couple months after I left. Walking out of his life had proved easier than fucking him out of my mind. I allowed him to push me back toward the bed, thankful that the noise from next door had decreased, even if the hallway had become busier. Feeling the edge of the mattress behind my knees, I collapsed on it, pulling him down next to me.

His demanding mouth sought out mine again, while he busied his hands with the fastenings on my jeans. Lifting my hips, I helped shove the confining denim out of the way; shifting my feet to toe off my shoes and toss the jeans God knew where. The burst of cool air across my heated cock caused a shiver, followed by my hips pushing into the fist he wrapped around me. With every alternating stroke, he palmed the engorged head, the accumulating pre-cum slicking his way. Coming up for air, he nipped his way across my jaw line, then followed the curve of my neck with his tongue.

I slid the tips of my fingers down the line of his spine, before pulling him to straddle my legs. Bending my knees for him to brace himself against them, I teased down his crack, loving when he arched against me, his cock bouncing above his stroking hand. Adding his cock to his grip with his free hand, Carlisle jacked us both, the flushed heads peeking out of his hand with every stroke, a steady stream of moisture coating us both. Gripping his hips, I dug my heels in to rock with him, desperation in my every movement.

"Car…God, babe…I…I…FUCK!" I howled, the coiling tension tightening my sac against my body, my orgasm rapidly approaching.

I wanted, needed, to be buried balls deep inside him when I came. I'd missed him – his smell, his touch, the way he came undone when he reached his peak. Hissing out a warning to him, I tried to slow things down so I could prep him, when I realized I couldn't do it. When I'd packed my bag, I'd never expected anything to happen on the trip, so I skipped over packing the lube and condoms that were tucked in my night table; condoms I hadn't needed when we'd been together and exclusive, before I walked out. Even though I'd been careful since then, I'd never jeopardize him that way. Pulled out of the moment by my inner musings, I stopped responding to Carlisle's touch, castigating myself instead for the mistakes I'd made.

Sensing the shift in my mood, Carlisle slowed his hand, trailing the other through the trimmed trail of hair on my abdomen, before stroking circles around a darkened areola. Wincing at the deliciously painful tweak he followed the tender touch with, my eyes fluttered shut. My mind warred with the driving passion that threatened to overcome me.

"I didn't…I forgot…Idon'thaveanythingwithme." The words rolled out in a rush, hoping to prevent the chilling influence they were sure to have.

Be prepared, the next chapter will post as soon as I wake up.