17-hour shifts and massages
part 3
Ok so I know I started this story like two years ago or something stupid like that, and I know that so much has happened with Carby during those two years. But I just thought hey what the hell, I'm gonna pick it up again! So for all you carbies living in the past here you go!
Lockhart residence:
The alarm clock went off at exactly 8.30 am, just as he had planned. Having been so tired the night before, he knew he physically didn't have the energy to show her how much he appreciated how she had been so attentive and caring these past couple of days. Reaching over to turn it off quickly before she awoke, he leaned over and planted a soft kiss on her lips; she stirred slightly, so he planted another. Opening one eye she looked up at him. 'What time is it?' His answer was another kiss 'Carter' she said with mock annoyance His reply was another kiss, deeper and more passionate this time.
The fact that he had caught her completely off guard was a huge turn on so she pulled him on top of her, Running her hands through his hair and coming to rest on his shoulders, she kissed him back, allowing her tongue to battle with his. Pulling back slightly he reached for the bottom of her top, she giggled as she raised her arms, but he silenced her with another kiss and her moans of pleasure told him she didn't mind a bit.
The fact that she was allowing him complete control, something that she had never done before was exciting and new and she felt his excitement pressed against her thigh. He moved his kisses down to her neck and collarbone, while his hands worked on palling down her sweatpants. She did the same with his boxers and his hands only left her for a brief second he removed them completely and threw them to the floor. It was when he looked back to her that he noticed how the morning sun was streaming through the partially open curtains and casting its glow over her, she looked like an angel. 'Your beautiful' he stated simply, the first words he had said to her this morning. He moved over her and his eyes never left hers and she raised her arms up over her head showing him she wanted him to take the lead. He did so gladly, grasping her hands and entwining their fingers he slipped into her and they found a gentle rhythm.
Later that morning....
She stepped out of the shower feeling refreshed and alive; all the activity earlier that morning sure did wipe her out. Wrapping a towel around herself she padded to the kitchen following the scent of bacon. There he was standing in the kitchen grilling bacon, still dressed in the towel from his shower previously. 'Uh-oh he's cooking again' she said as she came up behind him and kissed his cheek 'And what's wrong with my cooking?' he asked holding up the spatula in defence 'Umm lets just say I like my food a little rarer than how you cook it!' 'Well if you're not hungry' 'Oh but I am' 'Good then you can eat this' 'Ohhh but I'm not' 'Well then miss Lockhart it looks like we have a little problem here' 'No I'd say you do' she said pulling off his towel and running down the hall. 'Abby!' he shouted after her Turning of the grill he sped of in hot pursuit of her and pretty soon giggles could be heard through the entire apartment.
Ok so I know I started this story like two years ago or something stupid like that, and I know that so much has happened with Carby during those two years. But I just thought hey what the hell, I'm gonna pick it up again! So for all you carbies living in the past here you go!
Lockhart residence:
The alarm clock went off at exactly 8.30 am, just as he had planned. Having been so tired the night before, he knew he physically didn't have the energy to show her how much he appreciated how she had been so attentive and caring these past couple of days. Reaching over to turn it off quickly before she awoke, he leaned over and planted a soft kiss on her lips; she stirred slightly, so he planted another. Opening one eye she looked up at him. 'What time is it?' His answer was another kiss 'Carter' she said with mock annoyance His reply was another kiss, deeper and more passionate this time.
The fact that he had caught her completely off guard was a huge turn on so she pulled him on top of her, Running her hands through his hair and coming to rest on his shoulders, she kissed him back, allowing her tongue to battle with his. Pulling back slightly he reached for the bottom of her top, she giggled as she raised her arms, but he silenced her with another kiss and her moans of pleasure told him she didn't mind a bit.
The fact that she was allowing him complete control, something that she had never done before was exciting and new and she felt his excitement pressed against her thigh. He moved his kisses down to her neck and collarbone, while his hands worked on palling down her sweatpants. She did the same with his boxers and his hands only left her for a brief second he removed them completely and threw them to the floor. It was when he looked back to her that he noticed how the morning sun was streaming through the partially open curtains and casting its glow over her, she looked like an angel. 'Your beautiful' he stated simply, the first words he had said to her this morning. He moved over her and his eyes never left hers and she raised her arms up over her head showing him she wanted him to take the lead. He did so gladly, grasping her hands and entwining their fingers he slipped into her and they found a gentle rhythm.
Later that morning....
She stepped out of the shower feeling refreshed and alive; all the activity earlier that morning sure did wipe her out. Wrapping a towel around herself she padded to the kitchen following the scent of bacon. There he was standing in the kitchen grilling bacon, still dressed in the towel from his shower previously. 'Uh-oh he's cooking again' she said as she came up behind him and kissed his cheek 'And what's wrong with my cooking?' he asked holding up the spatula in defence 'Umm lets just say I like my food a little rarer than how you cook it!' 'Well if you're not hungry' 'Oh but I am' 'Good then you can eat this' 'Ohhh but I'm not' 'Well then miss Lockhart it looks like we have a little problem here' 'No I'd say you do' she said pulling off his towel and running down the hall. 'Abby!' he shouted after her Turning of the grill he sped of in hot pursuit of her and pretty soon giggles could be heard through the entire apartment.
