Chapter 19


Stefan's suite

After making love, Stefan and Carly lie together spoon style on the bed with Stefan's chest against Carly's back. Letting out a low rumble of satisfaction, Stefan kisses her hair and closes his eyes.

Carly takes one of his hands in hers and kisses it reverently. "Thank you."

Stefan opens one eye. "Mmmm, for what?"

Carly clasps his arm against her tightly, her voice vulnerable and slightly sad. "Everything. I meant what I said before. I wouldn't have anything without you. A day doesn't go by that I don't thank the stars for having you in my life."

Stefan turns her onto her back and searches her eyes, frowning at what he sees. "You're sad, what is it? I was sure we covered everything earlier. I would expect you would be happy."

"I am..." Carly lets out a heavy sigh. "More than I ever thought possible...." She is just about to explain that she's afraid of it coming to an end, but she stops herself. She decides she doesn't want to ruin her remaining days and nights living at Wyndemere with talk of being sad. Even if they remain lovers, there was so much she would miss.... waking up with him, the morning rides out to the water, learning about business from him and by extension how his amazing mind works, and most of all, spending nights in his arms.

An idea takes form....she wants to make these last days special for him, to repay him in a small way for everything he's done for her. Parts of her plan needed some time and work, but ohhh, to see the surprise and pleasure on his face, it would be worth it.

Catching him looking at her quizzically, waiting for her to explain, she smiles up at him and reaches a hand up to guide his mouth down to hers for a long wet kiss. Her hands run freely over his body as the kiss escalates into serious lovemaking. Her palms finally rest on his tight rear end, massaging it to inflame his ardor. Just as he's about bury himself within her, she maneuvers herself so he can't, continuing to please him without allowing it to culminate in intercourse.

Having enough of her game, Stefan lets out a predatory growl as he grabs her hands from his body and pins them above her head. "You are a tease, Caroline, and now you will have to pay the price."



Middle of the night.

Carly is finally sleeping when Stefan reluctantly rises from the bed. Following his usual pattern, he dons his pajama bottoms and robe. With no one to witness it, his facade drops; he looks exhausted. Dark circles rim his eyes, his face sags, and his shoulders are stooped, making him appear older than his years, when usually he seems much younger. Taking one last wistful glance back at the bed, Stefan turns to leave.

Carly's sleepy voice stops him. "Come back to bed, Stefan.. please."

With his back to her, Stefan closes his eyes, working to erect his facade again but he's just too tired to do it effectively. "Caroline..."

"Please," Her voice takes on a urgent quality. She's worried for him. He hasn't had more than a couple hours of fitful sleep a night since they had become lovers. He needs to lay down in a real bed to get any decent sleep. The sofa wasn't cutting it, besides she's beginning to feel her presence in his bed was causing him to retreat. "I'll go sleep in my room again, just don't go downstairs." Carly gets up to gather her robe.

"NO," Stefan answers, his tone harsh, to hide the desperation he feels. He takes the robe from her hands. She would not leave, he wouldn't allow it. "You will NOT leave. You are to stay here, I insist."

This was rapidly getting out of control. She hadn't meant to start anything, she just wanted him to sleep. "I don't want to fight, but you need to sleep, Stefan."

"My sleep habits are not your concern, Caroline," Stefan continues in the same brutal tone. "They existed long before you came to Wyndemere and will continue long after you leave. Now, I will go downstairs to read as I always do, and you will remain here and sleep. There will be no more discussion about this. I will not allow you to join me on the sofa anymore."

Satisfied that he's set her straight, Stefan turns to leave but Carly is having nothing of it. He would not scold her like a child or push her around. Not about this. "NO, I won't. You leave this room and so do I."

Stefan's back stiffens, he's shocked at her blatant defiance. He turns on her, fixing her with his most threatening glare. "Do NOT question me on this, Caroline. I will not tolerate it."

Carly rises from the bed, coming to a stand in front of him. Now she's angry and she's going to use the momentum it gives her to her advantage. "And I won't let you bully me, not on this. You don't want to talk about why you can't sleep, fine, I get that loud and clear. You don't even have to say it. But if you think you can walk out that door and that I'm going to actually SLEEP, you are delusional. I'll just be laying here, waiting for you to come back to bed. And we both know you won't until it's morning. Do you really want me laying here stewing?" Letting her ire evaporate, Carly steps in closer and lays a hand on his cheek. "It's your choice. Do we stay here, or do I grab a pillow and blanket and sleep on the floor of the conservatory? Because wherever you are, that's where I'll be."

Stefan presses a kiss into her hand, snaking a hand around her scantily clad body and pulling her against him. He captures her mouth in a long deep kiss, designed to make her forget everything but what he's doing to her body. When he feels her surrender, he trails his mouth down her exposed throat.

Carly smiles knowingly. "Make love to me all you want, Stefan. But I'm not changing my mind."

Stefan sighs, pulling away slightly but keeping her encircled in his arms "You are very headstrong, Caroline. It is not an attractive trait."

Carly laughs. "You only say that because you're on the receiving end. You, Darlin', have the market cornered on stubborn. I can't even compete." She wraps her arms around his neck. "So where are we setting up for the night?"

Stefan grimaces, she's not letting it go, and frankly he's too exhausted to fight anymore. "We will stay here. If you will release me, I'll go retrieve my book."



After sending out her emails concerning the final details for acquiring Le Femme, Carly searches through the computer's email address book for an address. "Aha, there you are...." Typing quickly before Stefan returns, Carly sends off the short message just as he's walking through the door of the study. With a single keystroke, Carly closes the email program and looks up at him. "Hi, I haven't heard back yet from Le Femme on our final offer. I gave them until noon tomorrow."

"No need to be anxious," Stefan replies confidently. "I would wager the deal will be closed by the end of today."



Later...

"I hope it wasn't too much trouble making the trip out here, Dr Vader?" Stefan asks politely as he ushers him into this study and closes the door. Despite having asked the question, it's clear he's not really interested.

Dr Vader smiles affably. "Actually, it's a nice change of pace, even if it was a bit brisk on the ride over. And from everything you've said, confidentiality in this matter is crucial. Privacy at GH is always a gamble. I gather Ms Benson is otherwise occupied, so we won't have to explain my presence?" He hands a large manila envelope over to Stefan. As Stefan sits down behind his desk to study the contents, Dr Vader explains. "As you requested, I ran these tests myself, twice. I am the only person to have handled the blood samples at GH. There was no chance for contamination of the results. I also sent it to an outside lab for verification."

"I would expect no less, Dr Vader," Stefan answers in a distracted tone. He looks up from the report. "It's a match then? It's crucial the results are definitive. These must stand up in court."

With his hands in his pockets, Dr Vader he ambles around the room "Yes, absolutely definitive. You'll notice from the report that the chance for error is less than 1%. The results are interesting in light of the recent court case which stated the exact opposite. I would bet someone was bribed..."

Dr Vader finds himself on the receiving end of one of Stefan's icy glares. "You are not being paid to make conjectures, Dr Vader. This matter, as far as you are concerned, is only limited to this lab result. You would do well to keep your opinions to yourself." His tone loses some of it's stiffness. "You may assume you will be called into court, if need be, to testify to the veracity of this report. Until such time I expect the utmost discretion."

"Sure, whatever you say, Mr Cassadine."



Oxford University, England

Pouring himself a cup of coffee, Nikolas Cassadine sits down at his laptop to retrieve his morning electronic mail, going through his usual ritual of sorting the wheat from the chaff. He stops short when he sees an email from SCassadine@cassadine.org. He opens it immediately.

Dear Nikolas

No matter what problems there have been in the past,
you are very missed. Please return home.


Nikolas's brow furrows, surprised to receive such a request from his father through email, and wondering what it means. Dismissing it for the moment, he continues reading through his mail, replying to the various friends who email him regularly. When that's complete, he looks at the email from his father again. Maybe it was time for a visit. It couldn't have been easy for his father to ask....

Dear Father,

If it would be agreeable to you, I would like to come home for a visit during my semester break. Below I have included the dates I'm available. Since I'm busy with course work, would you mind making the travel arrangements?

Perhaps email will work better for us than letters?

All is going well here, and looking forward to my visit.

Love
Nikolas

 


Chapter 20


Early afternoon, Stefan is getting some last minute work done on his laptop in the study. Scanning the incoming email, Stefan smiles. "excellent..."

Carly arrives at the doorway. "What's excellent?"

"Come see for yourself..." Stefan rolls back his chair from the desk to give her access to the computer. Carly reads the email. "Le Femme is ours?!" She puts a hand to her chest. "Oh my God! I did it?"

Stefan beams at her. "You did, and as the American saying goes, 'you drove a hard bargain'. Excellent work, Caroline. The success is all yours."

Carly shakes her head in disbelief and she throws her arms around Stefan and sits in his lap. "This is incredible, Stefan. What a rush!"

Stefan wraps his arms around her waist and draws her close for a kiss. "And tell me, now that you have a taste of what business can be like. Does it interest you?"

Carly bubbles up with laughter. "Hell yes!"

"I have some other news," Stefan adds quietly, though his eyes are still shining.

"What's that?"

"Nikolas surprised me with an unexpected email. He has decided to come home for a visit. I didn't realize how much I missed him until he announced he was coming home," Stefan admits "I have been missing him for so long, I forgot what it's like not to."

"That doesn't change, even when your child grows up, does it?" Carly sympathizes.

"No, you miss your child just as much," Stefan agrees. "And you never stop worrying about them." Giving her a gentle squeeze, he brightens again. "But in a few weeks, he will be home for a visit. With all the good news, I think we should celebrate the acquisition of Le Femme. Do you have any suggestions?"

Carly smiles secretly. "I already have something in the works. Why don't you keep working and let me take care of the details?"




A couple hours later, Mrs Lansbury enters Stefan's study and hands him a note and leaves. Bemused, Stefan opens the note, a smile crossing his face. There is no signature, but he has no doubt who it's from.

"Your presence is requested on the bluff overlooking
the water for an early dinner. Please dress casually
and arrive at dusk."



Dusk.

The sky is clear and the temperature unseasonably warm for the time of year. The breeze is gentle but brisk off the water. Dressed in ascoopnecked purple sweater and short velvet skirt that accentuates her figure, Carly lights the hanging lanterns she found stashed in the storage shed, exactly where Mrs Lansbury told her they would be. She looks around at the clearing, pleased at the romantic setting she has created. Off to one side where there is protection from the elements, there is a small bonfire and a large blanket laid out in front of it. The hanging lanterns sway gently from the surrounding trees.

Next to the blanket is the picnic basket and a boombox. After putting another log on fire, Carly opens the basket Mrs Lansbury prepared with all of Stefan's favorites.

Stefan appears in the clearing, dressed in slacks and a black sweater. "You have succeeded in surprising me, Caroline," He announces, as he looks about giving her an approving smile. "The decorations have completely tranformed this place."

Carly rises and takes his hand, leading him to the blanket, then kneeling on it. "I thought it was time for me to do something for you.... do you really like it?"

Stefan takes a seat on the blanket next to her. "It is an inspired idea."

Carly uncorks the wine and pours them each a glass, handing one to him. She reaches over to the boom box and turns it on. The soft sounds of Sade's music waft in the air. Raising her glass she offers a toast. "To Nikolas's upcoming visit."

"To Nikolas' visit and the acquisition of Le Femme," Stefan amends before clinking glasses. His eyes catch hers and hold them as they sip the wine. "And to more pleasant surprises like this one."

"Are you hungry?" Carly asks, as she reaches into the basket.

"Famished, " Stefan replies, trying to peek over her shoulder to see what is in the basket, but is thwarted when Carly glowers at him and pushes him back on his elbow.

"All in good time, all in good time," Carly assures him. "Now close your eyes and open your mouth," She instructs.

After giving her a suspicious look, Stefan complies. As soon as he does, Carly slips a small delicacy between his lips. A look of pleasure crosses his face as he savors the morsel. "Caspian caviar... you must have made friends with Mrs Lansbury. How did you accomplish that so quickly?"

Feeding him another canape, Carly grins. "We've come to an understanding. We both adore you and think you deserve to be pampered. We've joined forces to make sure you don't work too hard."

Stefan's eyes widen as he chuckles. "How am I to argue with two intelligent and headstrong women?"

"Flattery will get you everywhere. Now close your eyes, I'm not done surprising you," Carly instructs sternly.

Stefan closes his eyes obediently. "I'm not accustomed to taking orders, but in this case I'll make an exception."

"Exception my foot," Carly retorts through her merriment. "Shush and open your mouth."

She slips another delicacy into his mouth, pleased when she hears him groan with pleasure. "Oysters? I am truly spoiled." Opening his eyes, he snakes a hand around her waist and pulls her off balance and onto his chest. "Now that I've had my appetizer, may I have my main course?" Stefan makes his meaning obvious when he nuzzles her neck, his teeth grazing her soft skin.

Carly's mouth hangs open with astonishment as she half heartedly attempts to push away. "I can't believe it! Stefan Cassadine being lewd?! What will the world come to next?"

Encouraged by her teasing, Stefan nibbles her ear, his voice husky yet playful. "What can I say in my defense? There is a certain young woman who has been a horrible influence on me. She insists I wear casual attire and then complains when I act accordingly."

"Oh, you are so full of it!" Carly protests in the midst of her laughter. "I'm not complaining, I'm just totally and completely shocked. If this is what happens when you dress a little differently, I guess I should get you out of those stuffy suits more often."

Stefan acts wounded. "What? You don't like my tastefully dark attire?"



After their picnic dinner Carly puts away the last of food in the basket while Stefan reclines next to the fire, watching the flames flicker. After putting a new CD in the boombox, Carly lays down beside him, wine glass in hand. Celine Dion's music fills the air.

She studies his face, staying quiet so as to not interrupt his thoughts. When Stefan looks up, he smile apologetically. "My apologies. I drifted off for a moment."

"Thinking about Nikolas' visit?"

Stefan raises his eyebrows before taking a sip from his wine glass. "Yes, as a matter of fact, I was. I was thinking about his upcoming visit. How surprised he will be about the changes in my life."

Carly digests that for a moment, before saying carefully. "Do you think he'll like me? Or, you know, accept us?"

Stefan tips his head to the side, his eyes gentle as he shakes his head. "No, I'm afraid Nikolas and I don't often share like opinions about women. It's nothing for you to worry about. Nikolas understands that he has little impact on my personal life, as the same is true of mine on his."

Carly focuses on watching the remaining wine as it swirls in her glass, anything but the realization that their relationship is probably doomed. "I kind of hoped there would be one person who at least had an open mind about us," Carly whispers, her tone wistful.

Stefan crooks a finger under her chin, lifting head up until their eyes meet. "I care little what others think, and neither should you. I am pleased with what we've accomplished together in the last few weeks. As a team, we are unstoppable."

Carly's mouth quirks up in a smile. "We are, aren't we?"

"I have no doubt we will accomplish everything we set out to do," Stefan assures her.

The wind off the water is chilly now that the sun has set completely, and Carly shivers. Stefan rises and holds out his hand to her, helping her to her feet. "Perhaps it is time for us to go inside?"

"Not quite," Carly replies, placing her body right up against his, and guiding his hands to her back. "I love this song, Dance with me?"

Everything you are
Everything you'll be
Touches the current of love
So deep in me
Every sigh in the night
Every tear that you cry
Seduces me

"I'm not generally a fan of popular music, but this piece has possibilities..." Keeping her hips firmly pressed against his body, Stefan's mouth finds hers, his lips brushing hers as their bodies sway in time with the soulful song. His tongue delves into her mouth, kissing her thoroughly, intimately, robbing her of breath and leaving no part of her mouth untouched

All that I am
All that I'll be
Means nothing at all
If you can't be with me
Your most innocent kiss
Or your sweetest caress
Seduces me I don't care about tomorrow
I've given up on yesterday
Here and now is all that matters
Right here with you is where I'll stay

Carly's eyes flutter shut as Stefan's lips slip across the ridge of her jaw and down her neck, sending tingles through her body. One of her hands slides up into his hair to press him more firmily against the hollow of her throat.


Everything in this world
Every voice in the night
Every little thing of beauty
Comes shining thru in your eyes
And all that is you becomes part of me too
'Cause all you do seduces me

Stefan pulls away just enough to gaze into her eyes, memorizing her flushed cheeks, her parted lips, the slightly dazed look in her eyes. "Beautiful," He whispers.


And if I should die tomorrow
I'd go down with a smile on my face
I thank God I've ever known you
I fall down on my knees
For all the love we've made

Carly brings her hands around to frame his face and stroke his beard with her thumbs. Standing on her toes, she presses a kiss on his chin, then a softer one on his mouth. Her lips linger over his, giving him small kiss after small kiss until he's sure he'll lose his mind.

In self defense, Stefan grabs her hands from his face and pulls away. "We must put a stop to this or we will be making love right here."

Carly grins wickedly, sliding an enticing hand under his sweater. "And what would be wrong with that?"

His eyes twinkling secretively, Stefan clamps a firm hand on hers to stop it's progress. "Ah, but I have other plans. Plans I'm certain you will like." Pulling her hand to his side, they begin walking back to Wyndemere.

Every sigh in the night
Every tear that you cry
Seduces me seduces me
All that you do ..... Seduces me



* Celine Dion's "Seduces Me"

  • Obligatory Warning: The Next section is not crucial to the story and contains explicit sexual content, and is written only for adults. If you do not wish to read it, scroll down to bottom to the link to next set of chapters.

Chapter 20.5


Stefan's suite, Carly and Stefan enter together, the silence comfortable between them. She is surprised to find the room lit with candles, like the first night she spent with him. She walks into the middle of the room and turning, holding his gaze as she unbuttons the top button of her sweater and enjoying the effect she is having on him. They've made love many times, and still a simple look like the dark one he's giving her right now makes it difficult for her to breathe. "When did you do this?"

Stefan closes the door and comes to a stand in front of her. "How or why isn't important... " He puts his hands over hers. "Tonight, I want to undress you." She feels his fingers graze her shoulders in a light caress as his lips brush against hers tenderly. He pulls back to look at her again.

When she leans forward to kiss his neck, he stops her by putting his fingers on her lips. "You trust me don't you?" He doesn't wait for an answer. "Tonight I want to take my time loving you.... let me set the pace, to give without receiving... close your eyes." His hands encircle her throat, massaging, making what could be a threatening gesture incredibly erotic. Carly does as he asks, does nothing but trust him, her body already weak with desire.

One by one, with exquisite slowness, each button of her sweater is unbuttoned, and the skin underneath it feasted on by his mouth and hands. The slowness is sweet torture and soon she is arching to meet his touch. Once the buttons are undone, Stefan suddenly stops. "Look at me, Caroline."

Carly opens her eyes to meet his gaze of blatant desire. Without breaking eye contact, Stefan removes her sweater and bra, cupping her full breasts in his hands, rubbing the hardened tips in a circular motion until she is so overwhelmed with the sensation her eyes shut. Then he speaks, his voice low and seductive. "There is no one that I want more in this moment than you, Caroline. No one." He smiles as a moan escapes her. "I haven't even completely undressed you and I bet you're ready for me, aren't you?"

"God Yes," Carly whispers. Still kneading her breasts, Stefan kneels before her, his hands going to her waist while his mouth suckles on one of her enticing breasts. Carly gasps and loses her balance, only to have him steady her.

Stefan hands massage her bottom through her skirt while his lip graze the skin along the undersides of her breasts down to her navel. ""You are exquisite, Caroline, and I am constantly astounded by your effect on me. Simple things like your hands brushing my chest, the way your hips sway when you walk, your brilliant smile, or the seductive twinkle in your eye..." He pauses to flick his tongue around her navel. "Any one of those, and more, will catch my breath and leave me burning for you. Doesn't matter where we are, Caroline, public or private, and it doesn't matter if I've just made love to you... I have this barely resistible impulse to press you against the nearest wall and make love to you."

His hands move down her skirt until they are resting on her bare legs just below her skirt line. "Tell me, Caroline," His voice gruff with desire. "Are you wearing anything underneath?"

Not waiting for an answer, his hands slip under her skirt to cup her bare bottom. A growl rumbles deep in his throat and his dark eyes meet hers. "You will be my undoing, Caroline, of that I am sure...." One hand slips between her legs to find her hair saturated with her arousal, and his feather like touch causes her to whimper and press against his hand. "It takes every bit of my self control not to lay you out on this floor and take you right at this moment," Stefan admits, continuing his thorough exploration, enjoying how she helplessly rolls her head back in response to his ministrations. "But more than that, I want to watch you as you lose control, and know that it is me that is making you wild."

"Please..." Carly whimpers again, his words combined with his practiced touch cause her to rise to a level of arousal she's never felt before, yet wanting more, craving more. Her knees start to buckle again, but he keeps her upright. "God Stefan, what are you doing to me?"

"I am nowhere near done, Caroline," Stefan promises, slipping two fingers inside her while his thumb rubs her clit. Then he make a request that he's never made before. "I want to taste you, Caroline, let me taste you when you climax."

Carly knows he won't go any farther unless she agrees. And if she were more rational, she might be touched by his thoughtfulness. But at the moment, the aching need in her body has become so painful, she's almost insane. "Please, yes...just do.... something, I can barely stand it!"

In one swift tug her skirt is at her ankles, and in the next moment, he buries his mouth in her curls while his hands cup her buttocks to support her upright. He groans when he tastes her sweet essence, his tongue gliding over her clit slowly at first to savor her unique flavor. He takes his time, teasing her with a speed just fast enough to keep her arousal at the peak while slow enough to stave off her climax. Completely consumed in the spell of his lovemaking that she knows no reason only the sensations coursing through her body, Carly's breath comes out in short pants as she reaches new heights of pleasure.

His pace finally quickens and in within moments her orgasm explodes with earth-shattering intensity, causing her whole body to convulse, her hands instinctively grasping his hair to keep his mouth in place as he continue to stroke her swollen clit with his tongue. A moment later another orgasm hits with even greater ferocity. Tears stream down her face as she cries out in the agonizing ecstasy of the moment. Then her body crumples completely and Stefan catches her, laying her down on the carpet with infinite care. He marvels at her bliss, satisfied in the knowledge that no man has given her such pleasure.




After she collapsed, Stefan carried her the short distance to the bed, undressed, and wrapped himself around her satiated body.

"If this is a dream, don't wake me up," Carly says with a satisfied groan.

Stefan slides his tongue along the edge of her ear seductively while his hand traveled her entire length from her shoulders to the soles of her feet. When her toes spread in response, he sits up to massage her feet. "This is even better than a dream because we can make it last as long as we wish."

"I guess we should celebrate more often?" Carly smiles behind her closed eyelids, then moans at his ministrations begin to have the effect of rekindling her desire. Damn it if she doesn't hunger for his caresses again. She amends her previous belief that a look was all it took. All it took was a touch, even an innocent one. Feeling his hand trail up the inside of her leg, she changes her mind. Scratch that, his touch wasn't the least bit innocent.

"Definitely."

So they began their intimate dance again. Stefan advancing, setting the pace, while Carly reveled in the magic spell he wove around her. This went on for quite a while, until finally, Carly ended it by pushing at his chest in the middle of one of his more heated kisses. They both sit up, their breathing ragged. Seeing the disconcerted look on Stefan's face, Carly reaches over and cupping his cheek, draws him into another kiss, this time a slower, more tentative one. "You trust me, don't you?" She says, the exact words he used with her earlier.

Stefan gets a pained look on his face. "Caroline..."

Before he can say anything further, she draws him into another kiss, this one bolder, more blatantly sexual. Then she breaks it off again. "Let me make love to you, Stefan," Carly pleads, running her hands avariciously over his chest. "And if I do something you don't like you can stop me. I want you to learn to trust me, at least while we're in this bed. Please..." She runs a tongue along his parted lips causing him to groan as a promise of the pleasure to come, then she pulls back and waits for his answer.

One heartbeat later, Stefan leans back on the bed with a crooked smile, his hands tucked behind his head. "When you put forth such a persuasive argument, how could I possibly refuse you?"

Giving out a small cry of glee, Carly straddles his hips and trails her fingernails up his chest and into his hair, then his mouth descends on his, running her tongue along his slightly parted lips over and over again until his hands come up behind her head and force her to go deeper into his mouth. Just as some of his frustration is satisfied in kissing her, she breaks off the kiss to trace short nipping kisses down the bearded ridge of his jaw to his throat. She revels in the small groan he emits when her teeth graze his ear.

Unable to keep completely still, Stefan keeps his hands on her head, caressing it through her hair. Paying special attention to the sensitive spots behind the ears, he runs the tips of his fingers along the base of her ears.

Carly slides lower, placing her lips over one flat nipple and twirling her tongue over it once lightly, and hearing a sharp intake of breath, she looks up into his green eyes that are glittering with desire. "Yes, Caroline," he says in a hoarse whisper, laying his head back and closing his eyes. Smiling, she teases the other the same way, this time doing it more slowly until she feels the little nub harden in her mouth and his cock harden along with it. He groans, tightening his stomach muscles in protest to the sweet torment.

She slips further down his body, trailing kisses down his washboard stomach until his penis stands erect before her. Sliding her hand between his legs, she cups his balls lightly, causing him to open his eyes and look at her. Holding his gaze, she wraps her other hand worshipfully around his cock then strokes it, quickly finding the right rhythm.

Then, without warning, she twirls her tongue around his now rock hard penis before taking him in her mouth. She engulfs him in one smooth motion, and Stefan, unprepared for her sudden move, is overcome with the intense sensation and arches instinctively. He drives himself deeper into her mouth and his hands, which have been up to this point at his side clenching sheets, fly to her head, where he buries his fingers in her blonde hair. "Good Lord!"

For the first time since they became lovers, he has the feeling of being truly out of control. The sensation of her mouth sliding up and down his penis causes ripples of pleasure through his body. Gulping deeply, he realizes he needs to end this now or lose any chance of maintaining his sanity. Then he grabs her head to stop her, and in one fluid motion he rolls her onto her back.

Channeling all the desire she has inflamed in him, he single-mindedly focuses on seducing her, dominating her. He kisses her and touches her everywhere, using his knowledge of her pleasure points to bring her quickly to his mercy, begging for release. "Stefan please... Please!"

Threading their fingers together beside her head, he devours her mouth in a fiery kiss that leaves Carly dizzy and weak. Then, with a single stroke, he buries himself inside her silky warmth. He drives into her at the efficient rhythm he knows brings her the most pleasure. This, this is how he choose to lose control, deep inside her hot slick walls with her face enraptured because of the ecstasy he's bringing her. Within minutes Carly is in the throes of her orgasm, calling his name, her eyes shut tight and her back arched to force him more deeply. Her last artless thrust sends Stefan headlong into a powerful orgasm which causes him to cry out. With his last bit of energy spent, he collapses on top of her.

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