Chapter Twenty-Six

Tessa “Let's move to the bed it will be far more comfortable,” Carlos said, when I came up for air from his thought-stealing kisses. “Let me up, we’ll go in there.”

I didn’t want to break the mood but agreed. My knees already ached from the hard floor beneath the thick carpet in the living room. We stripped off the rest of our clothes as we walked back to his bedroom and then we came together again, standing in front of his bed.

I was eager, naked, ready for his touch, hungry for it, in the darkness of his room. I couldn’t tell what colors the wall and decorations were, and honestly, I didn’t care, right then. I just wanted him to touch me.

Even if it's only this once, I said to myself. And if it was only going to be this once, I was going to make the most of it. I pulled him against me hungrily and was awarded nicely when his lips pressed kisses down my sensitive neck, my hair loosely piled on my head, an invitation I’d hoped he’d take at some point tonight.

I hummed with happiness when his hands began to explore my body, his palms soft, gentle, as he ran them over my skin. I moved my hands down to clutch at his bare, perfectly shaped ass, urging him to make quick work of this, but he had other plans.

He moved away, took my hand, and pulled me down to the bed. I sprawled in the middle of it and he followed to lean over me, his face right above mine. His head moved, hovering in different places, before hot lips found my nipple and my back arched, pressing my flesh into his face as he sucked with long pulls. Sensations swamped me, ran straight down to that sensitive spot between my legs that now ached for his touch.

His hands roamed over me, explored my ribs, then my abdomen, before he moved lower and found that part of me that wanted his touch the most. My back arched more, until only my legs, bottom, and shoulders touched the bed, which pushed my pussy down, but his fingers followed, slid further down, until two were inside of me and his thumb pressed against my clit with just the right pressure.

“Oh, fuck yes, right there, Carlos, right there.” I’d learn to urge the men on, to give them directions if needed, and to speak up about what I wanted. I had no qualms about telling him he was in exactly the right spot to give me pleasure. That’s what he wanted to do, it seemed, so why lie and pretend as if he wasn’t? I liked the pleasure too much to pretend I was enjoying something I wasn’t. In fact, I enjoyed it so much, my nails raked along his tanned, muscled back as he continued to torment my pussy, his lips busy with my nipples.

His tongue stroked my nipple with a slow concentration that I found maddening, but didn’t want to stop, just as his thumb pressed a little harder against my clit and his fingers found that perfect spot deep inside of me. The tension had built as he teased me, but now, it burst out in waves that made my body convulse on his perfectly made bed, and my thighs clamped around his hand, but he didn’t stop. His mouth and fingers continued to work on me as I clutched at his shoulders, my nails digging into his skin without thought, as I rode the waves that seemed to bind me to him for a too brief moment.

I wanted it to go on forever, I wanted to never leave that place, but slowly, the pulses faded, and my body relaxed. I still clung to him, even after he pulled his hand away and moved his face closer to mine. “Are you okay, Tessa?”

“I’m good, I’m good.” I patted at his arm but didn’t want to say anything else. I just wanted to revel in the moment.

I touched his face, stroked his cheek, then his lip as he looked down at me with eyes hungry for more. “You don’t have to stop.”

“I didn’t plan to, I just loved watching you come and how you relaxed so much after. It’s one of the most beautiful things I’ve ever seen. I mean that.” He touched my face, held it, as he kissed me once more before he leaned over to the nightstand and took out a condom. “Are you sure about this?”

His turn now, I thought with a broad smile. “Completely certain, Carlos. I want to know you, all of you, every part of you.”

“Good, because I think I’d have died if you’d said no.” He chuckled as he put the condom on then moved to kneel between my legs. He nudged my thighs apart with his knees, readjusted, then, leaned down to kiss me again. His right hand tilted my hips, but he didn’t enter me yet. Not yet.

My arms wrapped around his neck as the kiss deepened and he brought the fire inside of me back to life. We were both panting by the time I became restless and moved against him. His cock was pressed against me, but not inside of me, and I wanted that to change. I wrapped my legs around his waist to encourage him, but still he waited.

His hand at my hip kneaded my skin, slid down to my ass to tease me even more. His fingers kneaded in a rhythm that I knew that I could follow, and I thought I’d lose my mind if he didn’t slip inside of me. I broke the kiss to beg him to fuck me, but he just pushed his lips back down to mine, and then— fuck me —and then he filled me, at last.

I felt his cock stretch me as a relief and I clasped my legs tighter around his waist greedily. No more playing around, this was serious business, and I wanted it done properly.

“Thank you, fuck, thank you so much, Carlos!” I breathed against his throat when he moved away, to get a better position, to tilt down into me in just the right way. I wanted to tell him to fuck me deeper to give me more, but I couldn’t form words, I was too engrossed in Carlos and everything about him as he surrounded all of my senses, filled them with nothing but him.

“Fuck, stop talking, Tessa or you’re going to make me come, but also, don’t stop talking.” He ground out the words in a raspy voice, just below my ear as he thrust into me, his hips working overtime as he moved fast and hard, already lost, out of control.

I writhed beneath him, thrusting up to meet each of his thrusts. We worked together our bodies finally allowed to do as we’d wanted to do all along. The desire had always been there, from the moment I’d laid eyes on him, a tension that we’d ignored, but it would be ignored no more.

We didn’t say another word, too caught up in each other, our eyes locked together as he balanced over me, his face over mine, until I began to fade away, into the world that he’d created for me.

I was so close to going off the deep end, so close to coming all around his dick. I licked my lips as I felt my inner walls contract around him. That’s when he decided to use his thumb on my clit again and I finally fell over into that world where only we existed, nothing but him and me.

I sighed his name as I faded into the dark world of ecstasy and nirvana that he brought me to. I was nothing but pleasure and sparks in the dark as he continued to ride me, continued to stroke me higher.

My mouth dropped open as I tried to whisper his name again, to beg him to join me, but I couldn’t make a sound, all there was in the world was the total mind-fuck of Carlos fucking me.

He didn’t stop, he continued to thrust deep and hard into me, trying to catch up to me, until I felt him stop, until he cried out my name, and I felt him pulse deep inside of me. I could only hold on, his release prolonging mine, sending me into a second, third, and then a fourth wave, longer than any I’d had before, stronger than anything I’d felt so far. I clung to him, we clung together as the world truly did become nothing more than the two of us in that moment, just us, joined together completely.

I held him to me when we came back down to reality, my legs boneless and open wide to accommodate him where he rested over me. But even then, he kept most of his weight on his elbows so he wouldn’t crush me. When we finally caught our breath he rolled away, removed his condom and disposed of it, before he brought me back to him, to cuddle into his side.

“I thought I was going to die, Tessa, but what a way to go,” he rasped out his throat obviously dry.

We should get some water, I thought, but knew neither of us wanted to get up yet. “I think I have died, and this is heaven.”

“Maybe you’re right,” he kissed the top of my head, then let his head fall back against his pillow. “What do we do about this then?”

“About what?” I pretended not to know. That had been more than just sex. That might have been…love.

“That, this, us.” He waved a hand around, as if to take everything in.

“I don’t know. I think…it was incredible. Special. But, I don’t know, Carlos. I’m sorry, I just don’t. I’ve never been in a relationship before, not until this whole newspaper idea came along, and I don’t want to hurt you, but I’m not ready to give up on the others yet. I need to think about it all. Not that you’re wrong, this was special, different, mind-blowing even, but I can’t just throw away everything right now. Not yet.”

“I understand. We’re both still young, there’s no rush.” He smiled gently and my tension melted away.

Good, he understood anyway. “I’m glad. I think that’s one of the things about this polyamory thing that people don’t get. They think it’s just about sex, and group sex, and more group sex. Sometimes, it’s about the sex, but other times, it’s about what each relationship brings to you. Monday through Saturday push me to try new things, to push my boundaries, you bring me this…a friend, someone to talk to, a partner that I could, I don’t know, maybe love one day. Not that I’m trying to rush you.”

“I know you aren’t, it’s fine, really. I just wanted to be sure of where I stood with you, Tessa. That’s all.”

“On very firm ground, believe me. Very firm.” I kissed him and then crawled over him. “Want some water?”

“I’d love some, there’s bottles in the fridge.”

“Okay.” I waltzed into the bathroom to take care of business, then washed my hands, and went to the kitchen.

What I’d said was true. The triplets pushed me. The twins blew my mind and wanted to adore me. As for Rich? I wasn’t sure about him. He was my lone wolf and I wasn’t sure if he’d ever want to actually meet. He did give me companionship though, and he made me laugh often with his bad computer geek jokes and his sweet attempts at comedy.

There’d been talk of babies with the triplets, and I knew one hundred percent I wasn’t ready for that. There’d also been hints of jealousy from all of them. Even Carlos had hinted just now that he thought things might have changed. He hadn’t outright said he wanted me to himself, but he’d kind of asked for it.

I paused there in the dark kitchen. How do I handle jealousy? I’d have to talk to them all, assure them they were a secure part of my world, but that I wasn’t going to start dropping the other guys, just for them. It was true, I’d started to enjoy having so many different needs met by different partners, and I didn’t want to let that go now. Even if it was tiring.

Keeping up with seven men, especially when I was having sex with six of them, had started to get tiring. For now, I wasn’t ready to let it go. Carlos seemed good with that, but I had to wonder if it was a ‘for now’ situation or not. Would he change his mind later, make demands?

I carried in the bottles of water and climbed into bed with him. I looked at him for a minute as he guzzled down half the bottle in record time then set it aside. I sat with my legs drawn up in front of me and took sips from my own bottle.

“What do you want from this, Carlos?” I asked, needing to know, for real, what exactly he wanted.

“I’d like to have you to myself, honestly. I’m selfish for that, I know, but I also understand that’s not what you’re after. I won’t be seeing anyone else, only you, but I’m not going to tell you to stop seeing the other guys, or make you choose me over them. I’ve thought about it for a long time, which is one of the reasons I was putting off sex. I wanted to be sure I could handle it if you walked out of here and didn’t want to be exclusive. I’m in a good place with your life, though. As long as I can be a part of it.”

“Okay. Good.” I wasn’t about to admit that his choice not to see anyone else pleased me, but I knew I’d have to deal with it if he did. So long as he, and the other woman, didn’t think I was some side piece, I think I could learn to live with it.

“Are we being adults about this now?” he asked with a raised eyebrow.

“I think so, why?” I wasn’t sure why he’d asked.

“Because I still have the entire night to fuck you and I want to use every hour of it, baby.” He pulled me to him for a hot kiss that left my lips feeling pleasantly scorched.

“If that’s what you want, honey, that’s what you’ll get.” I put my arms around his neck and kissed him back, a grin in place as I fell onto his body, ready for so much more of his brand of love.