Chapter 81 Make love
After the wedding, the driver drove Derick and Carter home in their wedding car. Getting home, they alighted from the car and ran towards the door.
In excitement and anticipation, Derick opened the door and pulled Carter along with him. Carter staggered into his arms and before he could gain balance, Derick grabbed his head and captured his lips in his.
He kissed him deeply and passionately, pinning his back against the wall.
“Hmm… hmmm.” Carter moaned as his hands squeezed through the tiny gap between their chests. He held onto Derick’s suit and pulled it off, causing Derick’s hands to fall off his face.
Derick, still keeping his lips locked with his, started to undress Carter too. Carter broke the kiss so he could unbutton his shirt, and when he looked into Derick’s eyes, there was nothing but passion and lust.
In no time, their shirts were off. Carter went in for the kiss this time, pushing Derick to the couch.
As they fell to the couch, they giggled and laughed like they had just met and fell in love for the first time.
They repositioned themselves on the couch, Carter laid on top of Derick and stared into his eyes. Derick slowly reached for his hair and brushed it back with his palm.
“We did it, baby.” Derick whispered, his eyes searching Carter’s as he spoke.
“And I’m glad you fought for our love.” Carter answered, his finger softly and hungrily caressing Derick’s lips.
Derick held onto Carter and turned over, getting on top of him. His gaze slowly fell from his eyes, down to his bare chest.
His finger trailed down to the waistband of his pants and when Carter least expected, Derick grabbed his already hardened manhood.
“Haa.” Carter moaned, his flirtatious eyes opened and when Derick saw the look on his face, he couldn’t wait any longer.
“I wish I could do this slowly, but I’m sorry. I can’t. You’re making me lose it.” He muttered as he unzipped Carter’s trousers and pulled it off his legs.
He tossed it to the other side of the room and lowered his face to his white Calvin Kelvin boxers. The bulge he saw made his shaft twitch as he knew Carter was as ready as he was to make love.
He began to plant kisses on Carter’s manhood with his boxers still on. Carter raised his hips in response to what Derick was doing to him.
He couldn’t wait for him to pull off the boxers so he could feel his lips on his flesh. And just like he wished, Derick grabbed onto his boxer banda and pulled off his boxers.
He raised his hips, making it easier for Derick up pull. And just when he wanted to lower his hips, he grabbed him and pulled him closer.
With his head lowered Carter felt his warm mouth on his arsehole.
“Haa…Derick.” He moaned pleasurably as he held onto Carter’s head, exerting more pressure to his opening.
Derick ate him up like he was his favorite candy, his tongue swirled and licked every part of his tight opening. One of his hands was busy stroking and caressing Carter’s balls, while the other was trying to unzip his own pants.
He withdrew his mouth from Carter and moved back so he could pull his trousers off his body. He pulled it off alongside his boxer and turned to Carter again.
“Lift your hips.” He uttered, licking his lower lip lustfully as he watched Carter. Carter lifted his hips and widened his legs, giving Derick every chance to make love to him.
Derick positioned his hungry self to his opening and without hesitation, slowly pushed himself into him.
With a rapture of both pain and pleasure, Carter moaned loudly, his back arching in the air as he received Derick’s full length. He grabbed onto the couch and bit his lower lip hard.
Derick lowered his upper body and began to kiss him again. Carter could taste himself in his mouth, and he loved it. Derick’s fingers played with Carter’s nipples as he continued to hump him.
After a short while, Derick drew out of his hot hole and stood up from the couch. Carter knelt on top of the couch, his juicy arse turned to Derick.
He turned his head slightly to look at Derick and he saw him stare at his naked body. “You’re so beautiful, Carter.” He uttered in a low tone, his eyes lingering on his balls.
He closed the gap between them again and this time, he first went in with his fingers. Carter’s back further arched as his finger did just as much as his manhood.
“Hmm… yes…” Carter cried as Derick fingers moved in and out of him very fast.
Derick couldn’t resist anymore and went in with his manhood again. He held him by the hip and began to hit deeper and faster, sending vibrations through Carter’s body.
“Yes… y…eee…s.” Carter cried, his hand stroking his hardened shaft.
Soon, they both drew close to their finishing point. Their breathing grew intense and Carter’s fingers almost dug through the couch’s fabric.
“Arghhhh.” They both groaned as they reached climax. Carter spluttered all over the couch, while Derick did his inside of Carter.
With his legs shivering, Derick fell to the ground while Carter sat on his legs. They looked at each other and broke into laughter again.
“That was…”
“Awesome.” Carter completed his statement for him, and Carter nodded in agreement, chuckling heartily.
They went silent for some minutes, listening to their breaths and watching their chest rise and fall.
“We should get something to eat.” Carter muttered, and Derick broke into laughter, nodding in agreement.
“Yes. I’m starving.” He responded.
Carter sprang to his feet and signaled to Derick. “Meet me in the kitchen!” He yelled and began to run to the kitchen naked.
“If we are going to be cooking without clothes, then be ready for what is to come!” Derick answered, running after him.
Instead of Aurora returning to her apartment, she followed the boys home. After she laid them to sleep, she went to lay in Arthur’s bed.
Arthur, for some reason, couldn’t help but think about what Rachel said about the handsome man that dropped Aurora at the restaurant.
He decided he was going to ask her so he could stop thinking about it. After he finished in the bathroom, he met her lying on the bed, smiling flirty.
“The boys are asleep. We can do whatever we want.” She uttered in a whisper, raising the hem of her nightwear.
Arthur smiled faintly as he climbed the bed. As soon as he was on the bed, Aurora climbed his legs with a chuckle. She lowered her head and wanted to kiss him, but then he stopped her.
“What’s wrong?” She asked worriedly.
“I need to ask you something. It’s about the man that dropped you at the restaurant.”
“What?? I told you he’s nobody. He’s just a customer.” Aurora answered in awe.
“I know. I’m just wondering why Rachel asked if I knew him. Has she met him before too?” He asked, and Aurora nodded after thinking it through.
“Yes. The first day we got to talk. I was crying, and he happened to be there, so he offered me a ride home.”
“0h…” Arthur answered, nodding slowly.
“If my being friends with him bothers you, then I’ll stop. I swear that there’s nothing going on.”
“I believe you, okay? I was just curious to know how your mother got to know him, that’s all. Don’t worry about it.” He uttered, wrapping the back of her neck with his hand.
He wanted to kiss her again, but Aurora wasn’t in the mood anymore. She could sense her mother was beginning to cause her trouble again.
“Can we just cuddle?” She asked, getting off his legs.
“Yes. Of course.” He answered, opening his arms. She embraced him and let him kiss her forehead before she went dead silent, thinking about what Arthur said.