We were at a planetarium. I was leaned all the way back in my chair watching as the ceiling swirled with vivid colors. Planets and stars glittering across my line of sight.

I was smiling hard at the view when I turned to face Carter who was unsurprisingly already looking at me. Tracing my face with his eyes.

Not able to take another one of his heated stares, in a public place nonetheless, I turned away. Biting my cheek to stop my heart from racing.

On our way out I hip checked him, almost knocking him off balance as we speed walked back towards the trains.

I was moving quick so when he tried to swat my ass I successfully dodged his invasive hands.

As revenge he gripped my waist and dug his fingers into my side as I laughed. Tickling me with fervor as he half dragged me towards our destination.

***

We were supposed to get some serious snowfall tonight so I packed a bag so I wouldn't have to leave Carter's place all weekend.

I was reading a book and sitting near the kitchen island while Carter was playing some video game loud as hell.

Lucky for me I had already learned to tune out loud noises due to my younger sister being a nuisance growing up.

I felt Carter get up from behind me but I thought nothing of it until I was hauled up from my seat.

At this stage in our relationship I had already for sure learned one thing about Carter. And it was that his love language definitely was physical touch. So for someone who didn't like being touched it was definitely a new experience but one that I was growing to not detest.

He always went for maximum physical contact and never seemed to be too bothered by my obvious shock.

Still in the air, with my book falling to the floor with a thud I asked, "has anyone ever told you, you have a manhandling problem?"

He shook his head.

"I don't manhandle anyone else," he said with a grin. "Just you."

"Well stop," I told him after being placed on the counter.

"Can't do that," he said as he grabbed water out of the fridge. "It's not my fault you're always too far away."

"You could try just asking me to come to you."

"It's more fun watching you get mad."

I glared at him before trying to hop down from the counter.

His hands came to my thighs holding me in place and I had to steady myself so I didn't fall.

"What now Rat?" I asked.

"You really are cranky," he told me.

"I am not. You're just annoying."

"You wearing anything under this?" he asked, ignoring me.

I shifted and scowled. Watching his smile grow as he scanned my face.

***

Carter was traveling for basketball so I hadn't seen him for about a week and a half. The weather was shit and my mood was deteriorating because the sun was gone most of the time.

We did talk on the phone a lot but it wasn't the same. Which is why I was incredibly excited to see him tonight.

The girls and I were at a karaoke bar singing like garbage but singing anyway because we could. And because everyone was either drunk or getting there so it wasn't like they'd care too much.

I was in the middle of singing Survivor when Carter and some more basketball people came in. I had invited Carter since he was coming home today but definitely not his cronies.

Carter had already seen me at my worst so I didn't care what he thought. But these guys? Aw hell no.

Lena took over, brave soul that she was, during the bridge and Carson and I carried it home. I felt a twinge of embarrassment as I moved my hips in time to the movement, feeling eyes of amusement on me.

Carter and his friends were the part of the very few who clapped. We were that bad.

The lack of applause made us break out into laughter as we shuffled off the stage. Somehow still finding humor in our awkward situation.

When Carter came into my line of sight though, my brain fizzled. Everything rushed out the window except for me and him.

Smiling hard like an idiot, I tackled him, wrapping my limbs around his body.

I missed him bad. I missed him invading my space, I missed him making me laugh. I missed how safe he made me feel. I missed everything about him.

Carter rocked back a step on impact and let out a noise of surprise before I kissed him on the lips.

He smiled against my skin and I just hugged him tighter. Breathing him in.

"Missed you," I whispered close to his ear, just for him.

I then came back to my senses and wriggled off his torso to lower myself to the ground.

I turned around and faced the group who had their eyes on us, coughing to cover up their grins. I tried to shove of Carter but he just held me tighter.

"What did I tell you," Bryce said aloud to the group. Eyes still smiling down on me.

I flicked him off for that, not knowing what he was on about but still knowing all the same.

I knew Theo and Bryce but there were 2 more guys that I didn't know who were there. One of them had a buzzcut and the other had twists. Carter introduced me to them and they seemed high energy like Bryce. Although not flirting with me and rather Carson and Lena.

We went to grab dinner afterwards at my suggestion and judging by the unappreciative expression on Carter's face he wasn't too happy.

I just ignored his wounded puppy dog face and rolled my eyes at his handsy behavior. I got it because there really was something about our chemistry that was so intoxicating. However, we could wait. I didn't just want to ditch my friends. And his friends for that matter. Carter might have told them to scram but I wouldn't.

It almost highlighted our weird sense of balance. His brashfullness and my tact. Truthfully I didn't understand how he could have existed without me.

"I think we should leave," Carter texted me as we sat at a large table and I inhaled my ramen.

"Stop being horny while I'm trying to eat," I texted back, slapping his thigh for emphasis.

He ignored me and continued to make my phone buzz. "I miss hearing what you sound like when you come. Seeing those legs shake."

I felt that one in my stomach. I crossed my legs immediately before dropping my phone in my purse. So I couldn't see anymore.

Carter knew he was getting to me and he just ran his hand over my crossed legs smiling a dumb fucking smile as I tried my best to tune him out.

I don't think anyone else was picking up on it, or our absence from the current conversation. Except for Lena who kept smirking at me in suspicion.

***

Carter and I went to his place after dropping Lena and Carson off.

And as soon as Carter closed the heavy wooden door behind him he was on me like white on rice.

We were kissing frantically and clothes were torn off with reckless abandon. It was insane how he lit me up in a way no one else could. It was almost terrifying.

I sat on top of him on his bed. Peppering kisses all over his body, loving him before he loved me right back.

"Yesterday night I found that picture of you wearing that red fucking bikini on my phone," he rasped as I smeared myself all over his thigh. "I stroked myself off to that fucking face, that ass of yours."

At his words, the pleasure between my thighs only grew, my nipples finding friction against his chest. My back arched, wanting him to put his mouth anywhere, touch me anywhere.

Truly I thought I'd die if he didn't touch me.

"I came to the sight of those pouty lips like a fucking teenager. I don't even know what the hell you've done to me," he spoke, pronouncing his words with harsh slaps to my ass. "Can't think of anything else but being inside you, tongue kissing that pussy, feeling it tighten up around my dick."

I gasped as his finger hit my clit and put pressure there, biting back a scream.

He lifted my shirt and kissed down the trail between my breasts. Licking my nipples and bitting the sensitive flesh.

I felt them bounce as my hips gyrated and when he caught sight of it a groan traveled through his lips.

He delivered another slap to my ass when he released his lips from my skin. Pulling me up with him and roughly setting me on the bed, taking off his clothes.

I stared at him through lidded eyes, wanting him inside me. Stretching me, filling me.

Carter was always playing with me. I should have known he wasn't going to give me what I wanted right away.

"Missed the taste of you bad," he muttered. Watching my heaving breasts. "You want my mouth on you?"

I spread my legs wider as I gave him my agreement. And I felt him growl into my skin, surprising me.

I thought he was going to pin my legs back like last time but this time he flipped me over, making me sit on his face. I hovered at first, thinking I would suffocate him but he grabbed me by my hips, forcing my full weight on him. I had to hold onto the headboard to stay up right as he made his descent.

I felt him kiss my inner thighs, giving time to the sweet spots around my clit before tonguing me down, making me rock back and forth in anticipation.

I felt him trail down my pussy, flicking me with his tongue and the rough edge of his teeth. His hands gripping my ass hard.

My mouth was open and one of my hands moved from the headboard to his hair, pulling it for all it was worth.

I was shuddering as I reached my peak, mumbling incoherently.

I couldn't contain it. I was losing my mind.

"It's so good, Carter. Oh my God it's so good," I cried as I shook, coming all over his face. "Fuck fuck fuck," I cursed, still feeling him licking me all the way through.

My legs were jelly when he finally lifted me off him and set me on his lap.

I felt my hair tumbling around my shoulders and my eyes lazily droop. I thought the orgasm had robbed me of my strength. But when I felt Carter knife up beneath me, I knew we weren't done. And the hunger that I felt when I was with him just expanded.

God it was like I could never get enough.

"Lesson 3," he spoke, his voice gravel. Still watching me come down off my high. "You're going to ride me."

I thought I couldn't make more of a mess of myself than I already had, but turns out I was wrong. I felt my core awaken again, craving what only he could give me.

I tentatively lifted my hips and slowly put him inside me. Inch by inch until he filled me and until I was gripping the sheets in ecstasy.

"Fuuuck," Carter swore as he entered me, gripping my ass hard. Like he wanted to spank it.

"You're so deep this way," I breathed, feeling more of him and feeling hesitant. "I can- I can feel you in my stomach," I moaned.

I heard him release another curse. A noise coming from deep in his throat. "Princess, quiet, or this will be over before it starts."

I raised my hips and it was fine. It was when I slid back down on a grind that it was magic. I was moving slow, catching my rhythm, learning the ropes, when I looked to Carter's face, his eyes on where we joined together.

When he shifted a bit I moaned, liking the spot he hit.

I made eye contact with him as my face screwed up with pleasure. "Am I doing okay?" I asked, panting as I used his chest to move.

His only response was to pull me down to his chest and kiss me, now bucking his hips inside me.

I swear my eyes rolled to the back of my head. He was so deep. I felt so full, I couldn't take it anymore. He was clawing at a spot I didn't even know you could reach.

"Please, please, please," I begged not even knowing what it was I was begging for.

But Carter knew. Somehow he always did.

He flipped my back to the mattress and drove into me with punishing strokes. Ignoring my begging.

He pounded into me and I felt him everywhere.

"You like it when I take control, remind you who's in charge don't you princess?"

"Yes," I cried.

"I'm the only one who knows what you need. What you want," he spoke, his voice gravel. "And right now you should know, you're mine. Everything about you is made to be mine. All the way down to this tight as fuck pussy."

And on those last words I went blind. Screaming myself hoarse as I felt it overwhelm me. This one was hitting me different. I was seeing stars.

Just before Carter felt his release he must have figured out why things felt so different. Cursing before pulling out of me at the last second and coming all over my stomach as I watched. Still shaking and reeling from my own orgasm.

My eyes flicked back up to his as they widened a bit.

"Shit," I muttered in shock. "We forgot the condom."

I don't know if it was my stating the obvious or us needing to do something to bring some levity to what could have been a horrible situation but after the words came out of my mouth Carter laughed. Hard. And even though it wasn't funny at all I followed. 

A/N: Sorry for more filler but I love exploring and making sure I'm not just telling how they fit but showing how they fit. I want readers to feel that connection they have and I sometimes hate when Authors tell us characters are in love or like when you can't feel the chemistry at all.