with Bear sleeping on her chest. I think we wore the pup out. She pets him as little snores come from him. Each of them are just as adorable as the other.
“He’s precious, isn’t he?” She turns her head to look at me.
“He is.” The pup is cute, but I’m more interested in the smile on my girl's face.
“Do we really have to put him in a crate?” This is the third time she’s brought this up.
“How about we try it before bed? If he cries we’ll get him out, but they said he might feel more comfortable in the crate.”
“That’s a bunch of baloney. Who wants to sleep in a cage when you can sleep in my fluffy bed?”
“It is a soft bed.” I give her a wicked smile. Her mouth forms a perfect O shape.
“You slept with me?”
“Wasn’t much of a choice. I carried you to bed and then you wouldn’t let me go.” It was the best and worst night of sleep I’ve ever had.
“Sorry?”
“Don’t be sorry. I learned that you are a cuddler.” Her face flushes. I’ll never tire of seeing her turn that sexy as fuck pink.
“Am I really?”
“Definitely.” The hard-on I’d had all night was a testament to it. Her hot cunt had been pressed into my leg most of the night. It took every bit of self-control I had not to try to make her come. Her face turns soft, making me want to get down on the floor with her to kiss it. It’s been too long since my mouth was on hers. She must know what I’m thinking because she licks her lips—tempting me to take her mouth again.
A knock at the door ruins my plans. Bear lifts his head, his attention focused on the door. He quickly hides his face in Carly’s chest. I don’t blame him. I go over, snag our Chinese food, and set it on the coffee table. I grab us a few plates and drinks.
When I get back, Carly already has a crab rangoon shoved in her mouth. She puts her hand over her mouth. “Sorry.”
I laugh. “Nothing to be sorry about.” I sit her cherry 7UP in front of her.
“I know it’s silly, but you have no idea how nice it is to eat Chinese food on the floor.” She picks up a piece of chicken, dipping it in the sweet and sour sauce. “And eating with my fingers.” She brings it to her mouth, making a small moaning sound. My dick comes back to life again.
“You can do that whenever you want.” I grab an egg roll.
“Nah. My mom would die on the spot if we ordered takeout Chinese. If you want Chinese she will find an amazing chef and hire them for the night. Then make you eat it off dishes that cost almost as much as a car.” She grabs another piece of chicken. “I’ve watched so many movies where they would eat it out of the takeout containers with chopsticks. I always wanted to do it.”
“She sounds wound tight.” I have no doubt her mother is trying to force all these traditions on Carly. She doesn’t see her for who she really is, or she doesn’t care. She wants Carly to be a certain way and nothing will ever measure up unless it’s her way.
“That’s putting it mildly.” She grabs the remote. “Can we watch reality trash? Oh wait. Do you have to go? I’m sucking all your time and I’m sure you have a life or something.”
“I want to watch reality trash. Plus we have all this food to eat. Might take us a while if we’re going to eat with chopsticks.”
“Awesome.” She beams at me before turning on the TV.
“Come sit with me.”
She gives Bear a pet on his head. He once again passed out but in his bed this time. She comes around to sit next to me. I snag her around the waist, pulling her down into my lap and making her giggle. “Been dying to taste you again all day.”
“I've been wondering if you were going to kiss me again.”
I run my hand up her neck, my fingers sliding around to pull her to me. She’s so fucking soft. I didn't know anyone’s skin could feel so silky smooth. She leans in toward me, her eyes falling closed as she parts her lips a fraction. So damn beautiful and innocent. I shouldn’t take it. I’m not a good enough man for her, but I press my