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  “I love you too,” he said when we pulled apart. He rested his head on my forehead and closed his eyes. “I’m not sure how it happened, but it just feels like we’re supposed to be together.”

  “It feels like I’m supposed to be yours,” I whispered. His chest rumbled and he pulled me to him until I melted in his arms and forgot the world around us. All that existed was him, and me, and our love.

  Chapter 24 - Carter

  I broke the hinges on our front door when I kicked it in. Vee started laughing, wide-eyed as she inspected the damage.

  “Don’t worry about it,” I grunted, picking her up and throwing her over my shoulder. “I’ll get it fixed tomorrow.”

  I carried her up to my bedroom, tossing her down on the big bed. She yelped and laughed as she landed, and then her face softened and she spread her arms. I crawled over her as she wrapped me in a tight hug. My cock was so hard already, and all we’d done was kiss on the way here.

  I ground my hips towards her and she moaned.

  “Carter, your cock—”

  “What about it, angel,” I growled.

  “I want it.”

  It was hardly louder than a whisper, but it made my heart thump and my head spin. I ripped my shirt off and pulled at Veronica’s top. I lifted it off overhead and dove down to kiss the soft skin between her breasts. I ran my hands over her bra, squeezing her breasts as she bucked her hips up towards me.

  I kissed down her stomach until I got to her pants. I ripped them down her legs and toss them to the side as she giggled. She was wearing the most perfect matching set of lacy black bra and panties. She looked so sexy, laying in my bed—our bed—biting her lip and waiting for me to fuck her.

  Veronica reached behind her back, unclasping her bra and tossing it to the side. I growled, hooking my fingers into her panties and peeling them slowly down her legs. She moaned softly, watching me as I undressed her.

  “Spread those legs for me, baby girl,” I growled. “I want to see you. All of you.”

  A blush spread over her cheeks and my cock raged inside me. Fuck, she was hot. Slowly, as her cheeks reddened, she spread her legs.

  “Show me,” I growled.

  Her hands trailed over her breasts, down her stomach, and finally came between her thighs. Gently, she spread herself wide for me and I groaned.

  “Fuck,” I breathed.

  Then, I couldn’t stop myself. I landed face-first in her pussy and I didn’t come up until she was screaming. Her hips bucked towards me and her hand pushed my face deeper towards her sopping wet slit. She was panting, and I reached up to touch her perfect tits as my tongue flicked over her little clit.

  Her tight little cunt was so perfectly wet for me, gushing as she came on my tongue. I moaned. How could someone taste so fucking good?

  She was panting, trying to recover from her orgasm but I couldn’t wait. I jumped off the bed and tore my pants off. I kicked them to the side, not worried about where they were going before kneeling on the bed. She lifted her legs onto my shoulders and I grinned.

  “Bad girl,” I growled.

  Vee bit her lip and smiled at me. She arched her back and rolled her hips towards me, snaking her hand down towards her mound.

  “Touch yourself,” I commanded. Her fingers reached her bud and slowly, she started circling it. I groaned. Watching her pleasure herself was so fucking hot that I thought I might come just like that—all over her stomach and tits without even going inside her.

  She spread her legs wider for me, slipping her fingers inside her opening as I grabbed my thick shaft and started pumping my hand up and down. It was getting harder by the second, and Vee’s eyes widened as she watched.

  She whimpered, and I knew what she wanted. I slipped the head of my cock over her slit, my precum mixing with her honey as I rubbed the head of my cock all over her wetness. She moaned, and I ground my hips against hers.

  “You want this cock inside you, baby girl?” I growled.

  “Yes.”

  “You want me to fill you up all the way with it?”

  “Yes,” she breathed, her eyes wide as she bucked her hips towards me.

  I grinned. “Tell me what you want.”

  She sucked her lip between her teeth, still twirling her delicate fingers around her sensitive clit. Her cheeks were red and the pleasure was making her eyes almost glassy.

  “I want you to fuck me, Carter. I want you to fill my pussy with cum.”

  I roared. My cock throbbed in my hand and I positioned it between her legs.

  “You’re so fucking dirty,” I said, panting.

  “Fuck me, Carter,” she gasped. “Fuck that pussy of mine. Your pussy.”

  I couldn’t wait any longer. I plunged my cock inside her, with her hungry little cunt sucking up every inch of me until we were both gasping with pleasure. My balls were hitting up against her ass and she was so fucking full that I could feel the tip of my cock hitting her womb.

  She moaned as I dragged my cock out of her, driving it back in a little bit deeper. I grabbed her ass, spreading her cheeks as I thrusted into her again and again. She moaned, bucking against me and taking my fat cock deep inside her tight little pussy.

  “You like that?” I groaned, fucking her hard.

  My hand reached back to the cleft of her ass and she gasped. I grinned, letting my fingers slip a little bit further back. I just barely touched her ass and she moaned.

  She was so wet that her slickness was dripping down my balls and over her ass. I slowed the movement of my hips as my finger explored her most private place. She moaned, biting her lip as her eyes widened. When my finger went inside her ass, I pushed my cock deeper and she screamed.

  I felt her come with my cock in her pussy and my finger in my ass, her muscles contracting, squeezing me like a vice. I couldn’t control myself any longer. Watching the orgasm crash into her was hotter than anything I could ever imagine. She shuddered against me as the cum boiled in my balls, tightening up against my shaft until I exploded.

  “Fill me up, baby,” she moaned, pleasure still etched on her face. “Fill me with that dirty white cum of yours.”

  I groaned. So fucking dirty and so fucking hot… and so fucking mine. I splashed my cum inside her until I was completely empty, finally collapsing beside her as I tried to catch my breath.

  We laid there for some time, saying nothing, barely moving, but knowing that we’d found each other.

  Epilogue - Veronica

  Carter and I went to Lacie and Maddox’s wedding the following Monday, and they had their fair share of excitement, but I’ll let her tell her own story. Suffice it to say that I was over the moon for Lacie and for Morgan… and for myself and my new relationship.

  Carter’s divorce went through without any issues, and I even ended up meeting his ex-wife at a social function a few months later. She was gracious and polite with a sad smile. When she excused herself, Carter kissed my temple and wrapped his arms around me.

  “I love you,” he said, and my heart did a backflip.

  Seth stayed true to his word, and he left me alone. A couple nights, my phone rang with a blocked number, but those stopped after a few months. I don’t know what happened to him, or if he ended up finding anyone else. Frankly, I didn’t care.

  We moved out of the mansion he’d lived in with Maddox and got our own place just down the road. Lacie, Morgan and I went on tour with the band for three months. It was their biggest tour ever, and their most successful album so far. We got a whirlwind tour of so many cities that by the time we got back home, my head was spinning and I couldn’t remember which monument belonged to which city.

  When we moved into our new house, Carter took me by the hand and led me to a huge room in the basement. My eyes widened as I saw the computers and screens, the lighting and photography equipment filling the space. I looked at him and he shrugged.

  “Figured you’d need a studio.”

  I threw my arms around his neck and he twirled me aroun
d before setting me down and kissing me.

  “Carter,” I breathed. “How could I ever thank you?”

  Carter just laughed and touched his nose to mine. “When are you going to realize that you don’t need to thank me? You’ve changed my life, Vee. You fixed my divorce. You made me love music again. You and Lacie and Morgan saved our lives.”

  “That’s a little dramatic,” I laughed.

  “It’s not. If you hadn’t shown up…”

  I pressed my lips against his and wrapped my arms around his neck. He kissed me harder, pulling my body against his.

  We made love on the floor in my new photography studio. I screamed his name as I came, digging my fingers into his muscular body as he gave me the hundredth, or maybe the thousandth orgasm of our time together.

  When it was over, I laid on his chest and looked around the room, grinning.

  “Well, this room is christened. Now we just have like thirty more rooms to go.”

  “I should have bought a bigger house. I like this christening thing,” he laughed, turning to lay a soft kiss on my lips.

  “Maybe they’ll need to be re-christened,” I laughed. He slipped his arm around me and pulled me on top of him, and we re-christened my studio.

  I knew I’d marry him, but we didn’t rush into anything. I knew Carter probably needed time after his divorce, and it felt like we had all the time in the world. When he proposed to me, it was a year and a half later, after their next album had been released to even bigger sales and more devoted fans.

  I looked at the gleaming diamond ring and immediately started crying.

  “We’d better get married quick, because I don’t want to look like a whale in my wedding photos,” I said, grinning. Carter frowned.

  “You won’t look like—” His eyes widened as I put a hand to my stomach, and it was his turn to tear up. He dropped to his knees and kissed my stomach, putting his wide palms over it and pressing his ear to it.

  I rubbed my fingers through his hair as the ring on my finger sparkled, and the happiness I felt was absolute. I didn’t know it was possible for my heart to feel so full, but here I was, feeling like my chest would explode at any minute.

  The tabloid would have lots to talk about, but this time it wasn’t bad press. It was weddings and babies and the happy glow of a young, healthy, happy family.

  Carter got to his feet and brushed his lips against mine. I wiped the tears off his cheeks and smiled. I was his, now and forever.

  The End

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