Laces and Lace
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“That is what worries me. What is his best behavior? Am I going to walk in on him skinning a rabbit while whacking off?”
“That might be a little hard,” Karson noted with a grin, and this time, she did smack him in the arm.
Holding his arm, he laughed as she said, “I’m serious! He freaks me out.”
Karson gathered her in his arms and she tried to get away, but he wasn’t having that. Holding her close, he kissed her lips. “I’m trying to make you feel better, and I promise you have nothing to worry about. He is a great dude. I promise.”
She nodded as his nose skimmed her jaw. “Please don’t be mad at me.”
“I’m not. I’m just…it’s just…ugh, I’m just scared, Karson,” she admitted quietly against his forehead. “It’s so much change at once, and Rachel is being a bitch, and I always thought that she would be the one to support me no matter what, you know? I expected my dad and Grady to be hardheaded about this. But I always believed that my friendship with Rachel was strong, and she just broke my heart.”
He nodded, kissing her jaw and then the side of her mouth before looking in her eyes. “I’m sorry, baby,” he said softly, moving his nose with hers. “I don’t know what their problems are.”
“She hung up on me, treated me like her boss instead of her best friend. It hurt.”
“Maybe she just needs time to process, you know? This is a huge change for everyone. They are going to have to get used to it all.”
She nodded slowly as her heart ached. “I just hate that she is acting like this.”
“I know and I’m sorry, really. The guilt is eating at me,” he said, meeting her gaze. “I feel horrible.”
Her brows came together. “Why would you feel that way? It’s not your fault.”
“But it is,” he said softly, his hands resting against the small of her back. “I stole you away.”
“I came with you; you didn’t steal me.”
He smiled. “Still, I don’t like when you hurt, and it seems like that’s all you’ve been doing lately, hurting, and I don’t like that. I want you to be only happy.”
Cupping his face, she whispered, “Karson, there are going to be highs and lows, but no matter what, when I look at you, I feel nothing but the highs. You honestly make me the happiest person on earth. My family will come around once they see how happy you make me and how much I love you. I believe that. Maybe for Thanksgiving, we’ll have our new house and our families will come and it will be amazing, you know?”
Her heart wanted those things more than anything and she knew Karson did too, but her brain ruined her hopes, reminding her that it was never going to happen. Her dad would rather walk through glass than be anywhere near Karson King and his family, but maybe he would change his mind. It was still a month until Thanksgiving. A lot could change in thirty days.
Hell, her whole life had turned upside down in five.
Karson tightened his arms around her and kissed her bottom lip, his fingers dancing along the ass of her jeans. “I want that more than you’ll ever know. I just want you to be happy.”
She smiled, meeting her lips to his. “I am as long as I am with you.”
“Then, Mrs. King, prepare for a life full of happiness.”
“Good, ’cause I’ve lived without it for a long time.”
“Time to change that,” he said against her lips, his eyes full of love.
“I am starting to like change.”
“Me too,” he said, taking her mouth in a hot assault. Threading his fingers in her hair, he laid her back, kissing her thoroughly and most lusciously. Arching into him, she wanted to take their kiss to another level but felt like she couldn’t with their roommate only a room over.
Pulling away, she said, “You know we aren’t having sex when he is home.”
“Why the hell not?” he asked skeptically. “That’s insane.”
“I feel weird. It’s rude for me to be screaming your name while he’s in there just hanging out. What if he starts whacking off or something? That’s gross. Ew, yeah, the mood is ruined. Get off me,” she said, pushing him off while his body shook with laughter.
“You’re killing me,” he said as she sat up, fixing her shirt. “He doesn’t care and won’t whack off to the sounds of our lovemaking.”
“Still, don’t want to chance it. Ew,” she said, shuddering again.
Cupping the back of her neck, he brought his lips down on hers and everything else was forgotten. Kissing Karson was pure magic. That was the only thing she could think of as her lips moved with his. When his hand slid between her legs, she angled her center into his fingers, crying out into his mouth. When he smiled, her lust cloud disappeared and she remembered that they couldn’t do this.
Pushing him back again, she said, “Get away!”
He laughed as she stood, straightening her clothes. “I am going to kick him out so I can get that hot pussy in my mouth before we go meet the Realtor.”
Heat flooded her panties as she grasped the wall for support. Shaking her head, she said, “As much as I want that, I need to go meet my new roommate and be nice. He probably thinks I’m a bitch or something.”
“Never,” Karson promised as he stood and took her in his arms. “You’re too sweet.” She smiled as he kissed her softly before parting to open the door. “I promise he’s a good guy.”
“That might be a little hard,” Karson noted with a grin, and this time, she did smack him in the arm.
Holding his arm, he laughed as she said, “I’m serious! He freaks me out.”
Karson gathered her in his arms and she tried to get away, but he wasn’t having that. Holding her close, he kissed her lips. “I’m trying to make you feel better, and I promise you have nothing to worry about. He is a great dude. I promise.”
She nodded as his nose skimmed her jaw. “Please don’t be mad at me.”
“I’m not. I’m just…it’s just…ugh, I’m just scared, Karson,” she admitted quietly against his forehead. “It’s so much change at once, and Rachel is being a bitch, and I always thought that she would be the one to support me no matter what, you know? I expected my dad and Grady to be hardheaded about this. But I always believed that my friendship with Rachel was strong, and she just broke my heart.”
He nodded, kissing her jaw and then the side of her mouth before looking in her eyes. “I’m sorry, baby,” he said softly, moving his nose with hers. “I don’t know what their problems are.”
“She hung up on me, treated me like her boss instead of her best friend. It hurt.”
“Maybe she just needs time to process, you know? This is a huge change for everyone. They are going to have to get used to it all.”
She nodded slowly as her heart ached. “I just hate that she is acting like this.”
“I know and I’m sorry, really. The guilt is eating at me,” he said, meeting her gaze. “I feel horrible.”
Her brows came together. “Why would you feel that way? It’s not your fault.”
“But it is,” he said softly, his hands resting against the small of her back. “I stole you away.”
“I came with you; you didn’t steal me.”
He smiled. “Still, I don’t like when you hurt, and it seems like that’s all you’ve been doing lately, hurting, and I don’t like that. I want you to be only happy.”
Cupping his face, she whispered, “Karson, there are going to be highs and lows, but no matter what, when I look at you, I feel nothing but the highs. You honestly make me the happiest person on earth. My family will come around once they see how happy you make me and how much I love you. I believe that. Maybe for Thanksgiving, we’ll have our new house and our families will come and it will be amazing, you know?”
Her heart wanted those things more than anything and she knew Karson did too, but her brain ruined her hopes, reminding her that it was never going to happen. Her dad would rather walk through glass than be anywhere near Karson King and his family, but maybe he would change his mind. It was still a month until Thanksgiving. A lot could change in thirty days.
Hell, her whole life had turned upside down in five.
Karson tightened his arms around her and kissed her bottom lip, his fingers dancing along the ass of her jeans. “I want that more than you’ll ever know. I just want you to be happy.”
She smiled, meeting her lips to his. “I am as long as I am with you.”
“Then, Mrs. King, prepare for a life full of happiness.”
“Good, ’cause I’ve lived without it for a long time.”
“Time to change that,” he said against her lips, his eyes full of love.
“I am starting to like change.”
“Me too,” he said, taking her mouth in a hot assault. Threading his fingers in her hair, he laid her back, kissing her thoroughly and most lusciously. Arching into him, she wanted to take their kiss to another level but felt like she couldn’t with their roommate only a room over.
Pulling away, she said, “You know we aren’t having sex when he is home.”
“Why the hell not?” he asked skeptically. “That’s insane.”
“I feel weird. It’s rude for me to be screaming your name while he’s in there just hanging out. What if he starts whacking off or something? That’s gross. Ew, yeah, the mood is ruined. Get off me,” she said, pushing him off while his body shook with laughter.
“You’re killing me,” he said as she sat up, fixing her shirt. “He doesn’t care and won’t whack off to the sounds of our lovemaking.”
“Still, don’t want to chance it. Ew,” she said, shuddering again.
Cupping the back of her neck, he brought his lips down on hers and everything else was forgotten. Kissing Karson was pure magic. That was the only thing she could think of as her lips moved with his. When his hand slid between her legs, she angled her center into his fingers, crying out into his mouth. When he smiled, her lust cloud disappeared and she remembered that they couldn’t do this.
Pushing him back again, she said, “Get away!”
He laughed as she stood, straightening her clothes. “I am going to kick him out so I can get that hot pussy in my mouth before we go meet the Realtor.”
Heat flooded her panties as she grasped the wall for support. Shaking her head, she said, “As much as I want that, I need to go meet my new roommate and be nice. He probably thinks I’m a bitch or something.”
“Never,” Karson promised as he stood and took her in his arms. “You’re too sweet.” She smiled as he kissed her softly before parting to open the door. “I promise he’s a good guy.”
