Torn Between The Carter Brothers

I didn’t mean what I just said, about hoping her boyfriend fucks her well tonight. That was the complete opposite, I wished he didn’t have to touch her at all, but that’s basically unavoidable since they’re dating. I was lying when I told her that I didn’t think about fucking her again after leaving her little apartment last night. It was actually the complete opposite. I still wanted to fuck her, till this very moment, I went to undress and devoid her right after she stepped into this room. It’s hilarious that she actually believed when I said I already accepted her request that we weren’t gonna fuck anymore. How can I accept that when she clearly wants me too? The want is always thinly veiled in her eyes and that’s probably what was making me desire her more, the fact that I wasn’t alone in this state of constant arousal around her. She could barely keep her eyes off me tonight and I reveled in that.

She wanted me and… I need to have her again.

One taste isn’t enough. I was convinced that after fucking her one more time, the thirst would finally be quenched, but that ended up being the complete opposite. I craved for her taste even more and I was going crazy from that sheer hunger at this point.

I didn’t understand why she was still with Marco if I was being honest. There were a lot of things I could have said yesterday evening at Gregg’s about her ridiculous relationship with my brother, but I knew she wouldn’t have appreciated it so I ended up deciding against that. I was very certain Marco still wasn’t treating her right, so why was she still with him?

Of course, I wasn’t feeling this way because I wanted her to leave him to come be with me. I was the last person who deserved her cause I wasn’t much better than Marco. I wasn’t a good person, and I’ve done a lot of horrible things in life. But I’ve never treated a woman horribly like Marco does Addison. Better to not be in a relationship at all than to have a girlfriend only to treat her like trash.

Addison undoubtedly deserves someone way better, and hopefully her eyes open sooner than later. But till her eyes finally opens, I want to keep fucking her till whenever that happens. Perhaps by then, I’d have successfully quenched this

I wasn’t supposed to want her, but I do and there’s no use denying that anymore. Which is why I’ll be working towards getting what I want, which is her. The last night I had with her back in my apartment was one of the best nights I’ve had in ages, and I was yet to stop thinking about that night. Despite having a lot of girls on call after leaving her apartment last night, I ended up not calling any of them because I didn’t want anyone else. I wanted only Addison, for now at least, which is why I must have her again.

That was why I asked her to come be my assistant. I didn’t even need a damn assistant after firing the last one, but I have this urge to have her around me where I can see her constantly, and seduce her in the process.

the same space constantly. I won’t be seducing her to try falling for me like I had done back in Italy- clearly I failed in that aspect anyway when she easily accepted Marco back. This time, I’ll just be seducing her

making me stir in

job, then the plan would be automatically set in

of my friends, and it was after my meeting with them was up that I sent for Addison to come over for the interview. Despite what Addison clearly assumed, I never planned to fuck one of those high level strippers cause

only went because I knew Addison would show up. However tonight, I was going cause my mother invited me for dinner and I believed that since this inheritance was now tying me with my horrible family-

them but I was certain that was why my father didn’t show up for his own anniversary, his pride wouldn’t let him step foot in the house that once belonged to him but was now mine, and I has a feeling

All in all, all of this was now connecting us unlike before

super excited at the thought of seeing my mom, after all I loved her very

up in the driveway, I alighted the car and was in the house in no

there was a young, stunning blonde woman seated at her right hand and I scoffed in irritation because

expected, barely two minutes into the dinner, mother cleared her

is the daughter of the president of Vans and Heels company. She has two degrees and has mastered five foreign languages aside from our native Italian language. She

I sighed and dropped my fork, she rushed to add. “Of course, you could

voice, and when