All Chapters of The Carrero Heart (series book 2): Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

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Arrick slides down from his position behind me at the couch and slumps on the floor, using it as a back rest as I flop sideways and stretch out on the full length of the sofa, feeling his head and hair nearby and pushing my fingers into the spiky hair on top. He leans into my hand and sighs heavily, both of us equally worn out and breathless. Neither of us have a stitch of clothing on, yet my body heat is through the roof and generally feel like I could sleep. Heart pounding from exertion and every single part of my skin and inner body is tingling all over.“Jesus baby… My little porn star. Who knew I would find a girl who matched my stamina? I almost bailed because I thought I was going to have a heart attack mid-way through. Now that…. Was worth missing you for a week!” He turns and hits me with a boyish smile, catching my eye from his angle as I can only try and regain my breath, calm my racing pulse and seriously luxuriate in the marathon of posi
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132

I yawn for the millionth time in the aquarium and blink at the bright light of a flash nearby, body heavy and achy from too much today. Arrick is walking behind me with his arms around my waist, pushing my tired body around like a child.“Maybe you need a nap before we get dinner.” He nuzzles his nose against my ear from behind, pushing his knees into my legs so he can keep me walking, and holding me up bodily. To anyone watching I am behaving like a stroppy kid who doesn’t want to walk around anymore, and I don’t care. He has walked my legs off, after keeping me up half the night with his undying libido, after a week’s separation. Taken a million selfies at various tanks and ponds and tired me out on some pedal boats for an hour. I am beyond shattered and never ever good when I am tired; I resort to being a five year old kid in a temper tantrum when I can’t be bothered anymore. Completely flaked out and unable to enjoy anymore of this day
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There’s no foreplay, no real working up to it, just two people going crazy with desire, lost in a need to have each other, and caught in the moment. He pushes inside of me, lifting me up by the thighs and makes me moan out with the way he slides inside. Noses together, eyes locked as he thrusts into me. Both of us panting with the way it’s happening; my arms around his neck and clawing at him already with how good he always feels within me.Arrick kisses me hard, sucks on my lip then rams me against the car harder, so he is deep inside me as I gasp in pleasure, moaning around him. I pull open his shirt, nibble at his jaw and neck, rake my nails down the exposed flesh as he thrusts into me aggressively, heated banging against the car and I don’t care who hears us.We have never been like this, even with the marathon of kinky sex positions over the last few days, we have never had a fast-heated quickie without serious make-out and foreplay coming first,
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I roll over and open my eyes, completely refreshed after sleeping so long and the smell of food drifting my way. I sit up on the couch and blink at the tv, still playing on low, the noise of Arrick clanging pans or whatever’s in the kitchen, and gaze over the back of the couch to watch him.He’s been making Ragu sauce by the smell of it; his moms’ recipe and I can see the pasta on the counter, he made his own. She used to teach me how to do all that stuff when I was younger too, but I never had any real affinity with cooking. He seems to enjoy it when he’s in the mood and everything smells heavenly.I don’t know what time it is, but the skyline over by the dining table looks too dark to be early evening and I wonder if hens changed his mind about going out tonight with his friends.I know Jenny is meant to be coming, but Christian is with his boyfriend tonight and won’t be making a show of himself. We are celebrating Arrick&rs
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I’m still smiling as I’m led hand in hand across the hall of the nightclub towards the inner entranceway, Arrick has his phone to his ear and is trying to locate his friends, now we are here, almost two hours later than intended.Arrick made good on peeling my panties off, after teasing me mercilessly after dinner. He made love to me when we were supposed to be getting ready that turned into another marathon of assorted positions, and now we are seriously late. I am starting to think he might be right about matched stamina, I even made him sweat this time, and he gave up before I did. Calling a time out and having to lay on the bed with me on top to finish what he started. Was my first time being in control and I think I like it the most.I’m eyeing up that tight, firm ass in black jeans, his upper body encased in his leather jacket, over a dark grey shirt and from here he looks like a swoon some cover model for about any sexy male product cu
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Arrick pulls me with him to a nearby row of seats in the corner by the corridor doors; we have been going easy on alcohol tonight, but we are probably both a lot more drunk than we intended to be. Caught up in the night and his friends, it’s easy to lose track of what you consume until it hits you hard in one fell swoop. I’m feeling beyond tipsy, everything swaying softly and that ultra-merry, ‘I am so drunk’, dream quality has me all giggly.I’ve danced my legs off with Claire, seen Jenny for all of ten minutes when Nate swept in and dragged her away and haven’t seen her since. I don’t doubt it’s all kisses and roses, seeing as he literally picked her up over his shoulder, hand on her ass and took her off in the direction of the private VIP rooms. Neither has come back in hours, so I am going to assume they left together. No doubt I will get a text sometime tomorrow with explanations at her disappearance and his. Christian sent
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“Sophie?” Arrick’s voice comes up behind me and his arms slide around my waist. I try to push him off, but he doesn’t let me, he turns me instead and I turn my face away impulsively. I don’t want him to touch me or look at me, still majorly upset and pissed at him and the last thing I want is him giving me shit over my jealousy. I feel like I can never believe anything he ever tells me again. I spent an hour on my cell to Christian in a drunken mess, sobbing down the phone while he calmed my hysterics, and he only agreed with me on every front.Arrick is the fucking dick head in this.“You’re drunk and I’m taking you home.” His tone has completely changed, but he’s still blatantly pissed; manhandling me out of a duty of care, but no real affection in how he’s pulling me. It feels like those nights when he showed up out of obligation to rescue me and I shove him away. Abhorring the touch that is
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As soon as we get outside, he looks down at the sidewalk and then at my feet, turns and scoops me over his shoulder, igniting a second bout of  psycho and fight in me. I throw myself into a second hurricane tornado of violence and try like a psychopath to get away from him.“Sophie, for the first time in my life, I will actually spank you. Will you stop fucking fighting me!” Arrick snaps at me, gripping me so harshly it makes me yelp in fright, and I fall quiet. The threat of being smacked sounds real, like he means it and I recoil inside my own head. It’s not being said in kinkiness or jest this time, and I wonder if he would. Silenced by the thought of him hitting me, knowing I should never fear that from him, but there’s a part of me who does. Memories of what it feels like to be kicked into a corner, punched, and slapped repeatedly, until your fight and fire dies out and there’s nothing left but a sobbing broken little girl.H
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I pick up my bag and wander across the street to collect my shoes, looking up at my apartment with cold emptiness. I’m numb, feet aching, tears streaming down my face and wander slowly into the building, letting myself in and getting up to my floor via the stairs. It’s deathly silent, around two am or thereabouts and I try not to make too much noise that will disturb my neighbors. I only sat on the cold sidewalk for a minute, before self-preservation kicked in, my numbness, made me move and walk inside. I can’t stop sobbing, but I feel dead inside. I don’t think I can handle this pain if I sit and ponder it, so I have decided to walk, anywhere, anyplace, until my legs fall off, so that I do not sit here and cry over his leaving me.Again.When I get int
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 “Well, well, Camilla, my love.” The heavy English accent, so like Camilla’s, comes from the front, a male husky tone, as a man in the passenger seat turns to face us. He’s wearing black shades, a stubbled middle-aged face, dark shaggy hair that’s semi groomed and wearing an expensive leather jacket. “We’ve been looking for you love.” He smiles at her and it’s completely sinister, a crooked, evil smile that does not bid well for either of us. He has an air about him, that he is a guy you do not piss off.“Tyler. I haven’t been hiding, I’ve been trying to get your money.” Camilla’s turned white as a sheet, with wobbling voice and clearly terrified. Losing all her poise and mannerisms as her accent gets a little shaky, dropping its upper-class edge and sounding less refined. I stay painfully still, regulating my breathing so that I don’t fall into a panic attack and try to keep my hea
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