Chapter 10: Do Fill Me In Part 3

Ariana found Carter in his kitchen, petting Lucky along her back. She sighed and leaned on the doorway as she watched him talk to his dog like she was his world. She smiled at him from the doorway. "Are you going to talk to me about what happened in there?"

"I'd rather not. We have a meeting tomorrow and I'll need you to brush up on it before we go in there. Make sure to make notes and bring them with you. I'll buy coffee for us in the morning. As for now, you should probably unpack your things." Carter stood up straight and walked over to his fridge to get water like nothing had happened moments before.

She crossed her arms over her chest and rolled her eyes; before, she stormed out of the kitchen and back to her room. Who did he think he was? She had to have been right. There was nothing about him that told her otherwise. And to bring up a meeting rather than talk about the issue was so frustrating to her. Not as frustrating as the heat that was still radiating between her thighs and making it hard to think. She cursed the fact that she hadn't brought her toys with her.

Ariana flung her fists down at her hips and settled with taking a bath. She walked into her bathroom and turned on the warm water, waiting for her bathtub to fill. She walked over to the mirror and pulled her shirt over her head; before, she went to work undoing her jeans. She kicked off her black ballet flats and jeans, as she braced her palms on the sink. She had aged since her teenage years, but it was hard to tell. She was mistaken often for being younger than she was. It was evident that she hadn't slept well by the dark rings beneath her eyes.

She groaned and stood up straight to run her hands up her taut stomach, pretending that they were his. She closed her eyes and slowly grazed her warm skin with her fingertips as she circled her peaked nipples through her lace bra.

Ariana slowly opened her eyes as she reached behind her to undo her bra. The straps fell down her arms as she ran her hands up to cup her own breasts, pushing them up as she teased them. Her thighs shifted against one another as she seeked relief. Two days of him was enough. She couldn't hold back any longer. Her bra dropped to the floor, and she ran the heels of her palms down her body and ran her fingers over her panties. She gasped and gripped the counter, as she ran her finger along her wet slit through her soaked lace panties.

Her breathing came out in pants as she stared at her expression in the mirror. She was too far gone. She teased herself with her finger as she brought it to her entrance and back up to her clit over the soft fabric. She softly moaned and stood up straight to push her panties down her thighs, letting them pool at her feet. She stepped out of them and walked over to her bath, caressing her breasts and tugging on her sensitive nipples.

She slowly stepped inside of the tub, after testing the water with her toe. Ariana sighed as she sank into the warm water, letting herself relax with her head on a folded towel. She slowly ran her fingers down between her thighs to continue what she had started. She arched her back as she ran her finger along her slit, spreading her lips to trace her inner folds. She ran her finger over the top of her swollen clit, teasing it by not touching it. Barely grazing along it. She gasped and whimpered as she tugged on one of her nipples and caressed her breast in her palm.

She wanted Carter in bed with her. Wanted his hands to do what her's were currently doing. Wanted his mouth on her sex, bringing her to the edge as he lifted her from the bed with her thighs wrapped around his head, while he held her by her hips. How her hips would rise up and she'd ride his mouth as he kept her there, arched, with her elbows on the bed.

She trembled as she ran her fingers down to her tight entrance and slowly dipped them in, teasing herself with them as she moved her hips. She planted her feet on the edge of the tub and raised her hips up to meet her hand. Her thumb grazed her clit, and she gasped. Her breathing began to shorten as she got closer, pumping her fingers into herself as her thumb sped up. Her fingers tugged on her nipple harder as she got closer. With each stroke and pump of her fingers... her body tensed up. Her breathing stilled as she trembled with her mouth open, gasping for air. She was right there. On the very edge about to fall over. She licked her lips and crooked her fingers just right, sending her flying over. She bucked her hips and cried out in a loud moan. Her orgasm seemed to go on forever. She had waited way too long. It was intense and she didn't know if it would ever end.

Carter had been pacing a while in the kitchen, unsure about what he had done. He had walked down the hallway to talk to her again. He wanted to apologize to her. He had raised his hand to knock on her door when he had heard it. The familiar sound of a woman that had been pushed too far. He staggered back, falling against the wall opposite of her door, listening to the beautiful sounds emitting through it.

His fingers itched to open the door and go in there. His body yearned to do that to her. He wanted to be a part of it. To make her make those sounds. He wanted to fuck her into the bed until she couldn't handle it anymore.

Once again, he heard her soft pants and the build up of her orgasm. Heard how she was close to cumming again.

"Fuck." Carter ran a hand through his hair and took that moment to walk away before he barged in there and took her like he so desperately wanted to.