Lawrence sat waiting on a wooden bench for her. He got to his feet when he saw her, and she ran to him, throwing herself into his comforting embrace. "I missed you so much!" she exclaimed, pressing many kisses upon his handsome face.
"I want to make love to you, Katerina. NOW!"
"Yes, Lawrence! YES! I want to make hot, passionate love to you, too!"
Thoughts swirled crazily through Lawrence's brain. Where could he take Carly and make long satisfying love to her? Suddenly, a wild thought seized him; he would make love to her here, under the wooden structure of the dock!
Carly made no protest when Lawrence lifted her into the strength of his arms. They kissed crazily, as he carried her below the darkened docks of Pier Nineteen. Here the air was musty and cobwebs twisted and swayed in the sultry breeze. He laid Carly down on the dusty boards which made up the floor, and then lowered his body to cover hers.
The two were not aware of their surroundings in the heat of their desire, nor were they aware of the tall, shadowy figure who watched them from a distance, concealed behind the overhanging old ropes which hung from the top of the dock like a dark canopy. Carly's clothes were coming off, and she soon lay there shamelessly naked as Lawrence gazed longingly at her lovely body.
Bo Brady watched with cold brown eyes as Lawrence's lips swooped downward to draw Carly's aroused nipple into his mouth. Bo heard his fianc e moan in pleasure as Lawrence began to suck and flick the pink nub of Carly's breast.
Bo watched as Lawrence's hands slid down Carly's body to find the dark curls nestled between her long legs. His fingers stroked and caressed as his mouth played lovingly upon her large, lovely breasts. Bo had gone onto the docks for a late afternoon walk. He never imagined he would find something like this when he had left his father's fishing boat!
"Ohhh Lawrence! You do that so well!" Carly spoke in a sexy purr. "I was going to ask you for a back-rub, but I think I prefer your hot cock instead!"
Bo's eyes widened in great shock and disbelief. Carly never spoke that brazenly to him. Nor had she ever gazed at him with such a breathtaking mixture of love and lust shining in the depths of her sapphire eyes. Lawrence was taking great delight in her wanton response, his hands ceasing to caress Carly's body just long enough to remove his own clothing. Soon Lawrence stood over Carly's loveliness entirely nude.
Despite Bo's disgust at finding his fiancee in the arms of her former lover, he was angered to find himself becoming more than mildly aroused by the passionate scene before him. "Take me now, Lawrence! I'm yours!" Carly called out in a pleading voice, her thighs coming open to receive Lawrence's thrust. Bo felt his own male organ swell and throb when he heard those sexy words.
Lawrence lowered his body over Carly's, his swollen member entering her in one velvet plunge. She was wet and hot, her silken tunnel welcoming him tightly. Bo watched Lawrence's hips pump up and down atop the woman they both loved, as Carly kept muttering erotically, "Deeper, Lawrence! Ohhhh YES! Faster! HARDER!"
Carly wrapped her long sexy legs around Lawrence's butt, her body rising wildly to meet his forceful thrusts. Bo had a perfect view of Lawrence's thick shaft disappearing again and again into Carly's tight little pussy. Bo felt his cock straining hard and swollen in the tight confines of his blue jeans, when he suddenly came to the realization that the lovemaking had never been this intense with him and Carly. She had never moaned, screamed, and begged as she was doing now when fucking Lawrence. And she had most certainly never wrapped those gorgeous legs around HIS body while raking her long red nails across the flesh of his back.
"Ohhh God, Katerina!" Bo heard Lawrence moan in a voice aching with pleasure. "I'm gonna cum!"
"I'm gonna cum, too," Bp said under his breath, finally releasing his own erection which had been about to burst from his jeans as he needed to find satisfaction soon. Bo began to stroke it roughly as he listened to the lustful groans of Lawrence Alamain. Just as Carly let out a scream of utter ecstasy, Bo exploded all over his own hand trying not to call out his joy too loudly upon his orgasm. As Carly's body quaked with the force of her climax, Lawrence voiced throaty groans of pleasure, his fiery semen pouring into Carly's velvety depths.
After their heated lovemaking session, Carly lay snuggled in Lawrence's arms, unaware that she, Lawrence, and Bo had just had a triple climax. Her dark head was cradled against Lawrence's chest as Lawrence began to speak. "That was wonderful, Love. You're great," Lawrence spoke, placing a soft kiss upon the top of her head.
"Thank you, my love," Carly said cheerfully with a small smile. "You were pretty marvelous yourself. That was the wildest sex I've had in quite awhile."
"Yeah," they heard a sarcastic voice say from out of the shadowy darkness. "I might even say that myself."
"Bo!" Carly gasped, her body trembling as she jerked upright, twisting halfway out of Lawrence's arms when she heard her fianc e's familiar deep voice.
"That's right, Carly. It's me and I saw everything. You really put on quite a show," Bo said, his face absent of any expression as he moved into their view. Luckily, he had the presence of mind to have zipped his jeans before stepping out from the shadows.
"My God, you saw-?" Carly cried out, cheeks flaming. "Why didn't you say anything?"
"Say anything? I didn't want to miss the entertainment!"
"Katerina, I think we better get dressed," Lawrence spoke, reaching for his clothing, but Bo's booted foot moving quickly, covering the pile of discarded clothes and stopping Lawrence from covering his nakedness.
"Not so fast, Alamain," Bo said coldly. "You're not moving a muscle until Carly gives me some sort of explanation."
Bo's furious dark eyes shifted to Carly, regarding her with a dangerous blend of savagery and disgust. "Bo, please! Don't hate me!" Carly murmured in a pitiful sob. "I didn't want to hurt you!"
"Why the hell were you acting like a slut then? My God, we were supposed to get married! Why were you fucking someone else?"
"Stop it, Brady!" Lawrence screamed ferociously. "You can't talk to Carly that way!"
"Y-You don't know the whole story," Carly spoke, looking from one man to the other. "You won't like what I have to confess."
"Out with it, Carly!" Bo insisted impatiently, rolling his eyes. "Come on ... we don't have all day."
Carly took a huge, deep breath, and then began speaking. "Years ago, after Lawrence and I broke up, I was in a terrible state," said Carly. "I was so confused, so heartbroken, and I felt so undeserving of love. I felt I could never love again. I ended up in London. I had to find work, but I could not concentrate. I ended up selling my body for money because I felt so bad about myself. I became the slut you have accused me of."
Lawrence gasped in horror as Bo continued to stare into Carly's face with steely brown eyes. He looked as though he may be sick. "I didn't want to do it. I was just out of my mind with grief," Carly spoke tearfully, pleading with both Bo and Lawrence with her sorrowful blue eyes.
"Luckily something pulled me out of it, and I decided to leave for Paris to study medicine. That's why...that's why I couldn't give myself to you completely, Bo. I just couldn't bring myself to act the slut for someone other than the man I love."
"You're saying you love Alamain, aren't you, Carly?" Bo choked out as tears were aglow in his angry eyes.
"I've always loved him, Bo. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to use you. I was confused about my feelings. Now I am finally admitting it to myself. It's Lawrence I have always loved, and Lawrence I will continue to love," Carly confessed, pain in her beautiful blue eyes as she gazed at Bo with nothing but compassion.
"And where does that leave me, Carly?" Bo asked in a groan.
"I have to set you free."
"Set me free?" Bo repeated, a pained expression on his handsome face. "Why didn't you set me free before you fucked him? God, you make me sick!"
Bo turned away, his face downcast in deep sorrow. Lawrence and Carly scrambled to put on their clothes. They were half-dressed when suddenly Bo twisted back around, glaring into their faces.
"I will never forgive you for this, Carly! You said you loved me. You said you would be my wife. We were going to have children together!" Bo cried out. "It was nothing but lies! You lied to me again and again! Well, I won't just stand here and grieve for that which never really was! Instead, I'm going to go out and find somebody else! I'm going to look for a REAL woman!"
With those words, Bo walked away, leaving Carly to stare at Lawrence with a surprised expression on her face. "How do you like that?" she gasped. "He breaks up with me... and right away he's out 'looking for love.'"
"We shouldn't let it concern us, Katerina," Lawrence said, pulling her into his arms as he suddenly realized she was all his now. "I'm just glad that I am not longer 'looking for love."
"Me, too, love," she said gazing into his greenish hazel eyes. "I'm sorry it took me so long to figure out how much I love you. I guess I'm just a stubborn fool."
"We were both stubborn fools, my love, but no more," said Lawrence, reaching down to softly kiss her lips. "Now, I'm NEVER letting you go."
(Stay tuned for Chapter Three: Bo finds a Woman...or Two)