“I don’t want you to lose any of it.” Lifting his fingers up for her to see, he was surprised as she took his hand, and licked his cum from his fingers.
“Now that is fucking dirty.”
Chapter Eight
Carter kept to his word. From Saturday night into Sunday morning, they made love in every single room of his house, including the closet, which surprised Autumn. She’d never done anything in such a small room, but Carter made it even more exciting, especially as he had changed the butt plug, and now there was a bigger one inside her ass. She didn’t think it was possible to take bigger, but he showed her with a little work, it was easy.
Autumn expected to stay in the whole day, fuck, eat, and fuck some more. Nope, Carter handed her some sweatpants and a shirt, and they took a stroll out of his house, toward the local park. She had grown up in the small town just off the city, and it was still home to her. She lived in a city apartment, but there were times she missed coming back home.
“Are you happy with your life?” she asked.
“Yeah. I’ve got my shop. The work is long, and it’s hard, but I know cars. I know them better than I know people. I go by reputation for what I can do rather than my manners.”
She chuckled. “You growl at the customers.”
“When they try to blame me for shit that is not my fault. It happens more often than I’d like it to.”
“Give me an example.”
“Okay. So I fix this guy’s brakes, and then they to try to say that I damaged his clutch.”
“We’re talking a manual car, right?”
“Yep. I don’t mess with any of that shit. It’s why I take care of my own business. Employing staff is actually hard to do, especially when you have customers who try to take the piss.”
“We’ve had to deal with hard customers at the bakery as well. We’ve had people come in complaining that their bread wasn’t baked properly. There wasn’t enough double cream inside their pastries. It gets boring.”
“It certainly does. While people can get away with not paying for shit, they will.” He placed his hand across her shoulders, pulling her toward him. There was a nip in the air, and with fall approaching them, it wouldn’t be long until it was completely frozen over. “What about you? Are you happy?”
“I am. I think I am. I know I love working at the bakery, and even with problems, it’s fun. Hilary allows me the chance to practice, and she trusts me. That is actually a huge deal.”
“I can see.”
“Hilary was the first person to ever have faith that I could do something properly. It means so much to me.”
“You’re talented, Autumn. Whenever I tried your cakes and cookies, I always thought it.”
“Mom and Dad, too. They were happy because they no longer needed to buy anything from the grocery store because I was always baking.”
“You enjoy it?”
“I love it. It helps to relax me.”
“Do you stress about everything?” he asked.
“Pretty much. It’s annoying.” She smiled. “This is nice. Going out, walking.”
“We want to keep our relationship secret, but here, we can be free to be ourselves.” She rested her head on his shoulder. “You always think of everything.”
He paused outside of the park and cupped her cheeks. “I want to make you happy, Autumn.”
“You do.”
Carter ran his thumb across her bottom lip, and she sucked it inside her mouth, giggling as he moaned.
“Come on, you little vixen. Let’s go and have some fun.” He pulled her into the park, and forced her toward the slide. She fell down the slide with her arms in the air, laughing. They went down like a couple of kids. Next they ran toward the swing, and she took a seat.
“Fly for me, babe.” He pulled on the swing and released. Lifting her legs high in the air, she let out a whoop.