Never Get Enough (Enough #1) (8 page)

I look at Carter and she is trying her best to put her bikini top on but
is also tearing up and that is when I lose it. I step towards him and take a swing, and I have the satisfaction of hearing my hand hit his face hard. The sound of flesh hitting flesh has never sounded so good to me before as this time with this douche who completely deserves it for seeing Carter’s tits and terrorizing her. He tries to fight back but I have righteous anger and adrenaline pumping through me from all I saw and am feeling. He doesn’t stand a chance. I dodge his fists and then give it as hard as I can to him in his stomach. I go to swing again and feel hands pulling me away. I fight them off until I start to hear Jace say, “Stop fighting me, Brayden. If you hit him anymore you are going to get assault charges and mess up any football scholarships. Fucking stop this shit!” I finally try to rein myself back in. I take in the room with Gray and Grant holding onto Tanner who is barely standing, and then I realize it isn’t just Jace but him and Cole holding me back.

Jace talk
s quietly to me, “You need to calm down! Carter was near hysterical when she came to get us. She thinks you are upset with her, and I know Tanner really scared her too. We will kick him out of the party, but you need to comfort your girl. Now, man!” With that he let go of me and motioned for Cole to do the same. Then they practically all carried Tanner out of Carter’s room. I searched the room to find Carter curled in a ball rocking and crying, and I almost went after Tanner to kill him when I saw her like this. This is my baby girl, and I never want her to be scared. I already have to watch when her mom treats her like shit. Now I have to watch a guy terrorize her. Fucking shit! I pound the wall with my fist. I love this girl so much. She is the hardest worker I’ve ever seen. She has so much money and has even made more but never judges those that don’t have it.

She doesn’t stand for other people being bullied or treated badly. But as soon as something bad happens with her in the mix she always blames herself. It’s from her mother always blaming her for everything bad that ever happened to her. When she couldn’t get a certain role
, she blamed Carter for aging her by everyone knowing she had a teenage daughter. If she got bad publicity it was because the media was judging her cause she was a parent. The list for everything bad that happened to Riviera was always blamed on Carter. So Carter naturally placed the blame on herself every time.

I approach her slowly and lean down. “Baby doll, you didn’t do anything wrong. I am not blaming you for any of this. He snuck into your room when you were changing
and shocked you. I know you didn’t want him to see you. Please don’t be upset with yourself. Come on, baby! I pick her up then and carry her over to sit in a chair together. She is so tiny and light that it makes me smile. I can’t believe a giant brute like me and a tiny angel like her are even together. We are physically so different.

She starts sobbing, “I’m sorry, Bray! I’m just so so sorry!
” I just rock her and stroke her hair, “Baby, you did not do anything wrong. Nothing, do you hear me. That asshole snuck in on you when you were changing. Who does that? Please stay away from him from now on. He just seems unstable to me. I would have called the cops but we were throwing a party for underage kids with alcohol. We’re all underage here. I think that would be their main focus instead of a peeping Tom.”

We sit like that with me rocking her for half an hour. She lifts her head finally and asks if she can get a shower. “Of course,
baby. Do you need any help?” She looks up at me with shy eyes and looks back down and bites her lip. Oh shit, now is not the time to get turned on but her shy look combined with her big blue eyes and bitten plumb lip get me every time. “Will you get in with me, please?” she asks in her sweet voice. I feel myself harden further and know she can’t handle my selfish dick right now. I just need to concentrate on comforting her. “I will get in with you if that is what you need, baby. You know that, but maybe for my self-control we could keep bathing suits on?” She sticks out her bottom lip, and I am a goner. Her pouty lip has always gotten its way with me and it wasn’t about to lose now. “Bray, I need to feel close to you right now. I need to put my hands on you and make sure you are not mad at me for what happened. Please, Bray, lets’ just share a shower. You asked me what I need, and I’m telling you!”

With that she marches into the bathroom and turns on her huge shower. Conven
iently, it’s a walk in that could fit five people much less two in it. So I thought I can go along with what she wants but maintain some physical distance so I don’t accidentally take advantage of the situation. She takes off her top and her tits look so amazing. They are so full and perky that I just want to touch right now. She then takes of her bottoms and I let a groan. Her ass is so phenomenally perfect it just makes my mouth water. I take off my shirt, jeans, and boxer, and my dick stands at full attention from her strip show. He has no manners and doesn’t seem to care that she has been through a traumatic experience with Tanner and then had to watch me beat the shit out of him.

Carter’s already stepped in the shower, and she makes me want to fuck her right here and now. With water pouring down her wet body and her hair all damp. I have to concentrate on thinking of her crying on my lap just a few minutes ago and how shaken she was. Not how damn fuckable she looks right now. Suddenly, she hears me moving closer to her. She opens her eyes and she sees my dick standing at attention.  The next thing I know she
’s on her knees and pumping my dick with one of her hands and caressing my balls with the other. What the fuck is happening here. I look at her and she begs quickly, “Bray, please, let me make this better. I don’t want you to be mad at me. Please let me suck on you and make you feel good. It will make me feel so much better.”

Hell, this is so fucking confusing. I have a hard time seeing Carter on her knees, period. But right now
with her begging to suck on me and make me feel better. I don’t even know what to do with this. I just want her to be okay. Her mom has messed her up so good that she begs to fix it in any way she can. It’s bullshit because she did absolutely nothing wrong, but I don’t know how to tell her that any more than I already have. And the fucked up part of me wants her to make me feel better. I just want to let her do it if this is the only way to give her what she needs and because of how much I want to watch her do this.

Finally I take a deep breath and look down at her while she is pumping my dick and waiting for permission to suck it. “Okay, baby, if this is what you
need; do whatever you want to my dick. I have nothing to forgive and I’m not mad. But I will do anything or let you do anything to make you feel better.” With that she bends down and kisses it and then sucks the whole thing deep in her mouth. I moan and push into her mouth more. I can’t believe the visual I am getting of her in the shower on her knees like this. Then she sucks harder and moves faster and I am lost to just the feeling of her working my dick so desperately I don’t ever want it to stop. OH, Shit. I’m going to cum so I look down at her while she is looking up at me, and just say, “I love you, More than anything in the world, I love you. You are the most special person I have ever met, and I want and love all of you. I can promise you I will never stop. I will always be yours, and you will always own me, baby.” With that last thought I come in her mouth, and I see the relief and comfort in her eyes from my reassurances.

After she swallows and stands up, she asks quietly, “Did you mean it? Do you really love me, love me?” I nod and look intently into her eyes as we stand under the hot water. “I have always loved you and I will always love you. I knew from the moment I saw you that I would forever. I just knew at that moment you needed a best friend you could trust not a boyfriend. So I played it safe and gave you what I thought you needed, but never doubt that I always hoped for
you at the end! That’s why I;m not as stressed about football as I was. You want to be with me too. So the most important plan for me has already fallen into place. The rest is now just gravy on top.”

She wraps
her small arms around me and says, “I love you too! I didn’t realize I was in love with you until this year, but I know that I am now. I just started thinking about how I wanted to touch you, or you to kiss me. You always put me first, and always gave me your time and attention. Thanks for saving me from Tanner tonight, and I know it is silly but me giving you a blow job really did take away the guilt and make me feel so much better.”

We wash each other’s
bodies and hair. I can’t stop touching her and she seems to be enjoying it too. But when I try to put my fingers inside of her and give her an orgasm, she shakes her head. “I feel too emotional tonight for that. I don’t want to start crying again when I feel like I’ve gotten everything under control.” She walks out in her robe and grabs some pajamas. “Do we have to go back downstairs?” She asks in a voice I can tell is filled with dread. “Of course not, baby, we can just go to my room, lock the door, and settle in for the night. Jace will be the host without us, and I just want to hold you right now anyway.” We settle down in my room and get in my bed. I spoon up behind her and tickle her hair. She is asleep within minutes, and I just hold her and thank God that nothing happened and that she is here in my arms. I love her so much, and I am so happy to just hold her. I have no other person except Keller to hold onto since my mother died. Now that Carter and I have told each other that we love each other. I know I will do anything to keep her with me for forever. I start to hold her even tighter just knowing that I still have a lot to overcome with getting Keller to accept this and handling her bitch of a mother. I also know this won’t be the last guy that wants Carter and tries to take what’s mine. Right now, though, I just try to enjoy the fact that I have Carter in my arms, she loves me, and we are in it all together.

                                                
     Chapter 8

  
Carter

             
The last two weeks have gone by so fast, and Bray and I start our senior year on Monday. We went to visit Keller last Saturday for his first game at Florida State. His defense helped shut the other team down, and the Seminoles killed Georgia Tech 23-0 for their opening game. Bray and I were so proud of him, but still were not able to be honest and tell him that we are a couple now. We discussed it before we went but agreed that right now for Keller it would do more harm than good. He is the most wonderful guy in the world, but I just can’t love him as he wants me to. It has always been Bray for me, but that doesn’t take away how much I do love Keller or that he is an important part of our very tight family.

Brayden and I agreed t
hat we could wait no longer than Christmas to tell him about us, and we know that we are lucky that Keller despises all forms of social media or we would have been outed way before now on our relationship. Keller keeps his feelings hidden pretty well too so that nobody other than Bray and me knew that Keller was in love with me. So, yes, we are avoiding the inevitable blow up and feelings of betrayal, but we also don’t want to distract him from his college football career.

It’s Saturday night, and I’m
getting ready for a big field party that is normally attended by a lot of the athletes from a variety of different high schools. Keller and Bray never wanted me to go before because it gets pretty wild, but this year Bray is going with me. I’m going to be careful about how much I drink because of what happened with Tanner, but I’ll also try to let loose and have fun. I want Bray to realize that he doesn’t have to take care of me all the time, but we can still have fun and party hard together. I want to be able to handle myself in this environment because with senior year and then college there is going to be a lot more of it to come.

I pull out a short jean skirt and a strapless pink top with matching pink wedges
. I curl my hair and put on a little more makeup than usual. I take extra effort, I just want Bray to be proud to be with me, and he always looks so sexy that I want to look good by his side. Finally, I feel ready and look in the mirror. I feel happy with my reflection tonight. My legs look tan from all the running and swimming Bray and I’ve been doing, and my boobs look high and full in my strapless shirt. The heels give me some much needed height, and the rest of me looks fit and tight. My makeup has made my blue eyes stand out more and my blond hair is really full and shiny. Hope the humidity doesn’t kill it outside. I look at the clock and realize I’m running five minutes late, crap. I hurry down the stairs and into the kitchen. Bray and Jace are eating a pre-made chicken parm that Lana left for us, but they both look up as I enter. Bray just smiles and rushes towards me and slides his arm around my waist and cups my ass in appreciation. “Baby, you look so good, I’ve decided I want to eat you instead.” Jace chuckles at that and I glare at Bray because his words can be interpreted in a dirty way. Then Jace whistles loudly, “Damn, Carter, you look sexier every day. If I lived with you and dated you I would never want to let you out of the house,” I giggle at that confession and explain, “I guess that’s why I live with Bray because if you don’t let somebody leave the house can’t it be called kidnapping or unlawful containment?” Jace laughs at that and agrees, “That’s right, baby, my bad luck has saved me from doing five to ten.” The he groans because Bray hit him in the stomach. He complains loudly and asks, “What was that for?” to Bray. Bray actually looks pissed and says, “Don’t call Carter, baby. That’s only for me to say. Better yet, no pet names or nick names at all for her from you, asshole.”