"Why?" Her question was barely a whisper.
"You mean you don't know?"
Carina shook her head and I positioned us so she was straddling my lap, her face almost level with mine.
"From now on, it's you and me against the world. What hurts you, hurts me. I can't promise this will all work out the way you want, but I will do whatever it takes to make sure Sebastian is with you again."
“Really?” She asked softly as if daring to hope. Her walls were down, and she was surrendering part of herself to me. I would’ve done anything to be worthy of that look.
“Really.” My own voice sounded thick with emotion. Her eyes welled with tears as her body went soft against mine, then she kissed me. My lids fell closed as I parted my mouth, relinquishing control. Our tongues slowly caressed each other. Every so often she would suck at my bottom lip and pulled it between her teeth. We were so close I could feel her heart beating against my own chest.
Carina rubbed her hands through my hair, around my shoulders, while we devoured each other with our mouths. I lifted the front of her T-shirt, exposing a lacy black bra that covered her plump breasts. Her gasps echoed in the back of my throat every time I pinched her nipples through the material, so I pulled the shirt over her head and unclasped the bra. I kissed my way down, along the column of her neck, over the roundness of her breasts and sucked a nipple into my mouth. She threw her head back and moaned. The way she straddled me, grinding her hips in my lap, was making me so hard I reached down and unzipped my pants to release some of the pressure.
Carina pulled my shirt off and tossed it away before running her soft lips along the side of my neck, pinching my skin between her teeth and sucking. Something about the way she did that drove me insane. Everything about her turned me on. I felt her hand run over my chest and down my stomach, then she pulled back the front of my boxers and slid her hand inside.
"Ah," I hissed when her fingers wrapped around my rigid cock. It sprang free as soon as she pulled back the material. Using slow strokes, she worked me with her hand, pulling the tight skin down toward my balls and back up. She began kissing her way down my body until she was on her knees between my parted legs. I watched as she leaned forward and ran her tongue along my hard shaft and just under the head. When she pulled me into her mouth, I groaned her name. My vision went cloudy with desire as she sucked me deep then released me, licked the head, then sucked me deep again. She repeated the pattern until I was out of my mind and ready to explode.
"Wait, baby," I said, knowing that if she continued it would be over sooner than I wanted it to be. "Let's take this to the bed." We got to our feet, discarding the rest of our clothes on the way.
Carina was completely naked when she climbed onto the bed, fell back to the pillows, and waited. I crawled on top of her and took in every inch of her beautiful body. Her nipples where tight, pointy peaks just begging for attention. I slowly swirled my tongue around each one, then sucked. She moaned softly and ran her fingers through my hair. I reached between her parted thighs, finding her warm and wet. When I slipped two fingers inside her, she lifted her hips slightly and squeezed me as I pumped my fingers, then switched to rubbing her clit.
"Brandon." Carina sighed my name. I loved when she used my full name. She only said it when she was needy for me. "I want you, please."
"Yes, baby," I said, then kissed her hard. She moaned in my mouth and wrapped her legs around my waist. I put a hand on the back of her thigh and lifted her ankle to rest on my shoulder. The tip of my cock found her wetness all by itself. The only thing I could think about at the moment was being inside her. Slow and deep. I savored every inch of her softness as I seated myself as far as she could take me. Her muscles clenched and quivered along my cock as she adjusted to me. "Fuck, you feel so good." I groaned, then let her leg fall away before I shut my eyes tight and buried my face into the side of her neck. I had to work hard to control my rhythm, not too fast, or too slow. Every thrust brought us closer to climax. I could feel how wet Carina's pussy was as she moved her hips in time with mine. Cheeks flushed, tits bouncing, and her eyes unfocused. When her lips parted and she arched her back, I knew she was about to come. After a few more pumps my cock filled and I was seconds away from spilling over.
"Carina...baby...I'm going to come." I began slamming into her, all restraint forgotten.
"Brandon...don't stop...please." Her fingers gripped my ass as she spread herself wide, taking it all. Her head tilted back into the pillows as she screamed her release. Body shuttering and her inner walls convulsing around me. At the same time I exploded, emptying myself deep inside her. My heart slammed against my chest, my eardrums pounded, and my lungs fought for air. Carina's body went soft and limp underneath me and I rolled away as not to crush her.
"Shit." She rested her forearm over her eyes, panting. "Her heavy breathing turned into giggles. The sound was so contagious I began to chuckle. Soon we were lying there holding our stomachs and laughing.
I never thought it would happen to me. Hell, I'd even doubted its existence, yet there I was, head over heels in love and happy as fuck about it.
CHAPTER TWENTY
Carina
We took the elevator up to the fourteenth floor and entered the door with "Merrick Roman Group" on a bronze-colored plaque. The receptionist, an older woman with a German accent and slight limp, showed us to a conference room.
"Can I bring you anything?" she asked. "Coffee, tea, water?"
"No, thank you," I replied, and Brando shook his head.
"Mr. Merrick will be with you shortly. He's just finishing up a call." The woman turned to the door. "My name is Britta, by the way. I'm only down the hall if you change your mind." Then Britta closed the door with a soft click.
"Are you okay?" Brando turned and grabbed my hand, lacing our fingers together.
"Yeah." I nodded, bouncing my leg under the table as I tried to get control of my nerves.
Nico had finally called me with the information on the lawyer and Brando had insisted we meet with him in person. The next day we were in Rockburg, Tennessee, sitting in a conference room waiting to meet the man who could bring my son home. I refused to let myself think beyond each day. It hurt to hope. It would only hurt that much more when it didn't work out.
"It's going to be all right, baby." Brando rubbed his thumb along the back of my hand and kissed my temple. When the door opened, two men stepped inside. One was tall and lean with dark hair and silver-grey eyes, the other was slightly short and bulkier with blond hair and pale blue eyes. Both men looked to be in their thirties and equally gorgeous.
"Miss Risto, I'm Ty Roman, and this is my firm partner, Chase Merrick." Each man reached out and shook my hand, then Brando's.
"This is..." I hesitated, not sure how to introduce Brando.
"Brandon King, her boyfriend." He completed the handshakes, then winked at me. The lawyers undid the button of their suit jackets, then sat at the opposite end of the table. Each had a manila folder full of papers.