Needing Carrie: A Savage Brothers MC Novella(22)

“You’re so f*cking perfect, Carrie.” I have no idea if the words come out loud enough for her to hear them, because she’s trying to take control. Her hips rotating and working her body on my cock. My hands leave her breasts and move down to her hips. At first, it’s to keep her from moving, but the minute my fingers press into the soft flesh of her hips I feel her orgasm start, and my restraint is broken.

I move her hips, pulling her back into me as I thrust forward. Soon she takes over, meeting me thrust for thrust, and rotating her hips so that my cock scrapes against her walls. I can feel my cum gathering, her orgasm demanding my own. I close my eyes, scrunching them up tight, trying to concentrate on the sounds around us. I can feel the now cooling water as it runs and splashes against my body. I try to concentrate on anything but the feel of Carrie, and the way her orgasm rocks her body, the way her greedy little * milks my cock, and the warm, hot, silken depths of her. It doesn’t help. I can’t hold back. I pull out until only the tip of my cock remains inside her, I freeze there for just a second, and then I thrust so f*cking hard back inside of her, her body falls against the shower wall. For a minute, I’m afraid I might have hurt her, my heart stops as fear hits me.

Then, Carrie gives me words that sends me over the edge. “Harder, Jacob. Fuck me, harder.”

I give her what she asks, coming so hard inside of her I get light headed. I f*ck her until we’re both barely able to move, and every last drop of my cum is gone. I fall against her, my lips pressed against her shoulder.

“I can never get us close enough, never get deep enough inside of you, Carrie,” I whisper, my voice hoarse.

“For me either,” she says in a breathy sigh.

“Let’s get in bed beautiful,” I tell her, forcing my arms and legs to work. I turn the water off, pull her out of the shower with me, wrapping her in large bath towel, and taking another to towel dry her hair.

“I love you, Jacob.”

“I love you too,” I tell her, wondering if I will ever get over this feeling of joy when she gives me those words. I hope not. In fact, I pray I never do. It’s the best feeling in the world.





24





Carrie





“You okay, sweetheart?”

“Mmm…,” I whimper, stretching in the warm bed, and snuggling under the cotton sheets. Jacob’s body heat is relaxing me even more. We’re snuggled in the bed, and I feel like my bones have actually melted. The orgasm that he gave me was so intense, that I feel almost weightless.

“Is that a yes or a no?” he laughs. I turn to my side, kissing his chest and wrapping my arm around his waist.

“A yes, definitely a yes,” I grin. “God, your body is warm.”

“That’s good, because you’re still cold.”

“I don’t feel cold. I feel…exhausted.” It’s true. The excitement of the day combined with making love with Jacob, makes me feel like I could sleep for days. My eyes drift up to the glossy wood ceilings. The cabin is all wood. It’s on the ceilings, the walls, and the floors. It fits the mountains outside. I almost feel like I’m in an old western movie. I wonder if I could get Jacob to wear a white hat and let me save a horse and ride a cowboy…

“That must mean I did something right.”

“You did all kinds of things right,” I laugh. “Like you didn’t know already.”

“Hey, it’s always nice to hear. A man needs to know when he makes his woman happy.” I look at him and he’s smiling, but his eyes seem more serious than they should be. Does he really need reassurance?

“Jacob, you always make me happy.”

“You deserve better, Care Bear. You always have.”

“We’re married, Jacob.”

“I know, and I’m a lucky son of a bitch, but the truth is the truth. You deserve better than me.”

“You’re all I’ve wanted from the time I was five years old.”

“I’m still broken. Hell, Carrie. I might have put my past behind me, but even now, there’s parts of it still here. I’ll never be completely healed.”

“And that’s why you go to therapy. Your past is just that, your past. We deal with it like we have always dealt with it. Together.”

“Someone else might be easier…might give you an easier life, I mean.”

“I don’t want anyone else. I haven’t since the first moment I laid eyes on you, and I never will. I couldn’t make it one day without you, Jacob.”

“Carrie—”

“Could you, Jacob?”

“Could I what?”

“Be able to go on without me? Build another life that didn’t involve me?”

“Fuck no. You and Jazz are my life.”

“Then stop it, because believe me when I tell you it’s the same for me. We’ll face whatever life throws at us together. Because you and I are stronger together.”

“I married a smart woman.”

“You did,” I answer, smiling as some of the shadows leave his face. He brings his hand up to capture mine, threading his fingers in mine. He stares at our joined hands for a minute before looking at me again.

“You think we succeeded in getting you pregnant tonight?” he asks, grinning and that definitely looks better on him than shadows of the past.