What's up, folks?! I hope you guys are doing well because this Corona is making many people panic! Please remember to STAY INSIDE! It helps tremendously! #readtogether

Anyway...

I honestly feel that Jana and Jess needed that. Y'all know that was pretty much their first sex scene right?

Where do you think Carmon has run off to?

Well, we are back with the last bulk chapter for Screw Me Over! It's Caaaaarrrrmon's turn to....uh.....well, get screwed over in some aspect. 😁

Anyway, please see the triggers that are in the summary of this story! For you may not wanna read a part of this chapter because as we all know, Carmon's pretty freaky! 😎

Alright, y'all! That's all I have! You may continue! 💜🤫
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It had been about two weeks since I been at the apartment and, during that time, I stayed with Nicole. For some reason, she was more than happy to have me in her rather large apartment. She even offered for Loraina to come over and I brought her with me a couple of times, but she wanted to be with her aunties so bad. One thing I can't do is keep her from the ladies. She loves them way too much.

The house just didn't feel like home in that moment. I wanted time to clear my head while thoughts of Heath kept crawling back in my mind. They couldn't know that I was thinking about him again or they would get on their soapbox again. The ladies didn't understand how much danger they've put us all in, especially Loraina. With Heath's family being on our side, we had so much and we were protected. Once they realized that Heath was in jail, they instantly thought I was to blame and cut me off.

That's another reason why I didn't care to stay in the apartment. Those girls ruined the one good connection I had. It wasn't safe for me to stick around at a time like this. It was still tax time and during tax time, people made deals and some deals didn't go as planned. Any type of betrayal happening during these times were taken seriously.

Of course, I couldn't miss out on Rena' birthday but I went back home with a headache and sore throat. Rena didn't care just as long as I was there. She offered me orange juice and I actually drunk some then left to cry in Nicole's shoulder.

Nicole was that one work friend you're always around. You were with them at work and off work. We drank together, she listened to everything I told her and accepted everything. She never preached, insulted me, nor yell at me. In fact, she didn't really say anything and just let me rant. That was all I wanted.

When visiting Loraina, I found out that she was invited to a playdate with a little boy that she met during recess one day. She made so many new friends at the school and I couldn't keep up. Rena tried so hard to talk her out of it, but Raina needed her own friends. She was growing older and needed to learn more independence. That's why I allow her to go to all of the birthday parties, the tea parties, the slumber parties, and such with her friends. Rena just didn't see that. Somehow, this little girl still had time to be nosey in my roommates' business. That was another reason why I wanted her to get out of the house.

"Mommy, I'm so excited to see my friend. We were mad at each other, but now we're not," she said jumping around in her cute little outfit picked by Rena.

She wore some pink capri pants with a white shirt that had her name decorated on it with Minnie Mouse ears. As always, Rena kept her hair in pigtails with pink bows attached. She looked just like my sweet little girl and I had to give Rena her props. She always made my child dress up like a child should be dressed and never made her grow up so fast. Raina complained not one time. In fact, she loved everything Rena dressed her up in and so did I.

"I'm excited to meet them. I'm happy that you guys are being nice to each other again," I said putting her in her car seat and buckling her inside. As her small feet kicked around, her deep gray eyes shined in glee and her tightened smile made her cheeks puff up. It was the cutest thing ever. My lips curled into a widened toothy smile just watching her. I made one beautiful and special kid.

As we drove over to the other child's house, we sang different pop songs together. We were jamming to old pop songs from the early 2000s and Raina screamed out the words like she knew what she was talking about. We always listened to this type of music around her and she enjoyed it. It was a special bonding moment between us and it made me feel so much better about being a mom.

Usually, I'm bashed about not being around her often by a plethora of people. Even my own best friends. Raina, however, didn't see that. She still saw me as her mom and loved me the same no matter how long I was gone.

Once we pulled into the concrete driveway, our eyes landed on the modern-like house. They lived about twenty minutes from our apartment so the drive wasn't bad.

Taking in a deep breath and letting it out slowly, I got out of the car and let her out as well. As she danced around in the driveway with happiness in her, my eyes studied the house.

It was like Heath's house except a bit bigger. They have to have an upstairs. It was painted a grayish blue color from afar. The greenery or landscape around the house looked so neat with bushes of red roses surrounding it and grey stones lie at the bottom of the bushes to complement them. The porch contained a few rocking chairs and a small table. This had to be a family home.

Raina took my hand and walked with me down the sidewalk that connected to the driveway. Something in me made me a bit nervous and I didn't understand why because the thrill of meeting this mysterious mom and child seemed exciting. At the same time, we both have children with us and we didn't know what could happen. I mean, they could have been-

"Aw hell..."

My eyes widened at the person standing at the door. Striking blue eyes, messy blonde hair, and grey sweatpants with no shirt on which shows off the engraved six pack on his chest. He stood against the door frame with his arms folded only to study my body.

Did he know I was coming over or what?

"Raina, are you sure this is the right-"

"LORAINAAAAAA!!!!" a familiar little voice shouted my daughter's name as Raina ran into the house. My eyes looked up to see the same kid that was at the fair months ago. Same blonde hair like his father and beady little blue eyes. Damn it. Of all kids, she had to make up with this one.

"We're here to see Troy! We have a playdate! See?" Loraina spoke up in excitement as she showed him the handwritten note with the Troy's name, house address, and phone number on it. My hand slammed into my face as I reconsidered my decision to come here. Maybe Rena was right. She had way too many friends. Of course this would be my boss' son. We had to leave though.

"Troy, I'm happy to see that you guys are friends. However, today may not be the best day to have a playdate. I think that Ms. Barrett and her daughter have some last-minute things to do, " Mr. Carter squatted down to the two new friends and said.

Thank goodness he was thinking what I was. This was definitely not a good day to have a playdate. As much as I wanted to see my little girl happy and at play, this was the worst place to be at in the moment.

"Mister, we don't have anything to do. Mommy runs away a lot," Raina revealed as she stood by Troy and their arms were wrapped around each other's necks. Sometimes, I wish my child had a zipper over her lips with a lock and I had the key.

Sighing to myself and throwing my hands over my face, my body could feel his eyes studying my entire posture as he said "Run away again, huh? Tell you what. Go ahead and go upstairs to play."

What the hell did he just do?! My head shot up at his words as the two giddy children race up the staircase. My eyes widened and my jaw dropped at the smug-looking CEO. He just sent my daughter up with his kid like there wasn't something going on between us. Like there wasn't a problem. Why the hell does he do this shit?

"You know she's not staying up there, right? We have to leave," my lips eventually spoke as he sat on the arm rest of his long dark blue couch and took a sip from his coffee mug.

"Tell me one reason why you have to leave all of the sudden," he said as he sat back to take a sip and his riveting eyes watched me over his mug. Oh no, he isn't...

"Like you said-"

"I'll stop you there because that's not a good excuse. She came over to play with my kid and she's been looking forward to this day for a whole week. This isn't about what we had going on anymore, Ms. Barrett," he said with a stern look on his face. My eyebrows raised at the harsh tone when he said my formal name again.

Oh, he was definitely still frustrated.

He wasn't getting away with this. Grabbing the door knob and opening the door, these damned words fell from my lips. "Fine. You can stay with them until I get back."

"So you just trust random people to watch your daughter while you go off and get your 10-minute quickie in?"

No, the fuck he didn't.

My body grew hot with anger with my chest rising and falling. Closing my eyes in frustration, I turned back towards him and bit my lip to stop myself from talking. In that moment, I wished that Jess was there so she could smack him.

Folding my arms and furrowing my eyebrows, I cocked my head to the side to say "Excuse me?"

He put his mug on the side table and stood up with his hands in his pockets. Smirking at me with confidence, he said "I know more about you than you think I do, Carmon."

"You don't know shit about me. Just because you're my boss doesn't mean that you know me. And how dare you insult me like that? I'm a damn good mother. Honestly, I'm sick of your-"

"You want to know why I said what I said? Because you needed to hear it. You run away from people in fear of getting too close to them. That's why you do your sleeping around with the whole city and go ghost on them. Mr. Heath Williamson was the reason for all of that, am I correct? Loraina's father?"

My heart dropped and crashed to the floor as my ears listened to his words. My eyes began to burn and a knot developed in my neck as I watched him move closer to me with every sentence he said.

"This could also stem from your family. Like the night of your parent's passing because they argued over who would get custody over you and your snobbish sister. I believe her name is Tiffany Barrett. She definitely gets her attitude from your cougar of an aunt. I can see why you don't care much for them. It seems like they make things worse by insulting you. They keep pushing that button."

Eyebrows furrowed as my teeth clenched onto my bottom lip and I stood silent thinking of how he knew about all of this information. Even I didn't know how my parents died in full detail. How could he know that?

"Then, to top it all of this shit off, you have other roommates that you feel could care less for you and your daughter. Well...besides the one that watches that precious girl up there while you go out bar hopping and looking for the next dick that becomes available-"

"Excuse me?!" I shouted as he lifted a finger to me and continued. This motherfucker here.

"You do this because you think you're getting some kind of freedom in not being tied down. However, deep down, you want someone to love you. Am I right or am I right?"

"You're actually wrong. All wrong. I'm out of here. RAINA!" I called as my feet led me past him and shouted up the stairwell for Raina to leave with me. Tapping my foot against one of the steps, I eyed the top of the stairs waiting for Raina to come downstairs. For some reason, she wasn't coming.

"You're trying to run away from your problems yet again. As if they won't come back to bite you in the ass. That gorgeous ass that you've let plenty of men around town hit-"

"Can you just shut the hell up for once?! What do you want from me, Trent?! How the hell would you know anything about me? You really think you know me? Well, I know something about you. You're an egotistical nutcase who stalks women just to stick his little corndog in them! How's that for knowing someone?" I finally responded as my feet marched over to him.

My feelings were all over the place. I was frustrated, sad, and a bit flattered that he knew a few things about me. However, he could be doing these things to all of his employees because he's just bored.

Folding my arms at him and standing in front of him, my eyes watched as he looked down at me and laughed at my insult. The downfall of arguing with someone you slept with. They don't take you seriously.

"Is that all you got? Is that what you really think of me?" He was just making me even more irritated with each and everything he said. His voice made me want to slap him. His slick words made me want to shake him uncontrollably. When his lips curled up into that confident smile...

I can't lie. It turned me on a bit. However, in this moment, I was ready to punch him with the light switch! "Hell no! You're also stupid for selling most of your company-"

"For a non-profit organization that I truly cared about and used to go to as a kid? Since when was my money your priority? Come harder than that, Carmon."

After he said that, I just stopped. When I realized that there was nothing else left to really insult him on, I stepped back a little as feelings of embarrassment and shame came over me. My face fell down to the ground as I tucked a bit of hair behind my ear in humiliation. Who was this Carmon and why was she acting like this with her boss?

"Look, I'm not mad because you ran away from me. Really, I'm not mad at you for anything you've said or done to me. Honestly, I find you interesting. You're like a fucking mystery novel, Carmon. Ever since I've met you, I've picked up on your clues...the small things just to solve the puzzle of the astonishing woman that is Carmon Barrett," he said as his index and middle finger moved underneath my chin to move my head up to look at him.

He called me astonishing. My mind wondered if he really meant what he said because no one else had thought that about me. Did he really think I was special and more than just the woman that was good in bed?

What am I saying? This was all wrong. Sleeping with my boss was wrong. He could have been saying all of this just to keep me in his playpen or whatever. Like many other guys, he probably didn't mean a word he just said to me.

Biting my lip in conflict, my ears continued listening to him as he closed off more space between us. "Although the mystery is difficult to solve, I'm having a blast finding clues along the way. The way you write, the way you dress, the way you show off that sexy smirk and your eyes darken every time you're turned on..."

Chuckling to myself while listening to those words, my face changes as if they were at his command and my lips curl into that smirk he was talking about while my eyes relax to watch him. Damn it!

"Just like that. Things like that catch my eye. Your ambition is what ignites my fire for you. You turn me on like a fucking light switch, Carmon, and I'll be damned if-"

Suddenly, my lips eventually just crashed into his as his words made me wetter than a damn river. He turned me on with every word he said. He wrapped his arms around my body as our tongues danced in each other's mouths and he moved me into the kitchen. Once he laid me onto the kitchen table, he went to lock his kitchen doors as my eyes roamed around the rustic looking kitchen.

As he slowly walked back over my way, my eyes watched as his lips moved. "Carmon, I'm nothing like your last. I really want you. All of you. Everything that comes with you. This isn't just fucking for me. When it comes to you..."

He paused as stood in between my legs and his bulge rubbed against my center through our clothes. He leaned over me as he growled into my neck with "It's so much more."

He hadn't even known me for that long and wanted me? It was the strangest feeling. It was crazy how he just opened up to me and I stayed closed off. My mind just drifted away after his tongue danced around my soft neck.

I was lost in his trance and enjoying every bit of what he was giving to me. Drowning in his pool of bliss, my lips opened to let out a soft moan. His hands roamed around my clothed body as my teeth bit down on my bottom lip in sweet pleasure.

With one quick tug of my panties, he slid them down with ease and worked his strong hands back up my dress. Lifting it over my head and tossing it on the floor, he undid my bra with one tug to the clasps. My strapless bra fell onto the table and exposed my bare chest.

As he looked down at my chest and bit his lip in temptation, he held one in each hand and spoke softly "You, my dear, are absolutely perfect."

Wrapping his mouth around my hardened nipple, I groaned and threw my head back as I ran my fingers through my hair. My loving center made itself wet as Trent played with my chest for a while. Soon, his hand pushed onto my torso and laid me back onto the table to continue his precious kisses down my body. Once he hit my center...

"Oh fuck!" I shouted as he licked the life out of me. His mouth sucked my wet core and made my back arch in excitement. His scratches came down my sides as my moans grew louder and my body shivered even more. I sat back up once he stood up to kiss me, letting me taste myself.

He roughly pulled me closer to the end of the table and slowly moved himself inside me while we moaned roughly into each other's mouths. As he moved in and out of me slowly, he lifted my legs to spread them and made me lay on the table again.

I let him thrust himself inside me faster and faster as the feeling of his largeness being inside me made me groan hard enough to scream curses. His soft touch turned me on more and more causing my eyes to roll to the back of my head. My hands clenched onto the table cloth as I bit my lip to hold back my screeching.

Studying Trent's consistent and sexy noises, I realized that they weren't consistent at all. Out of his lips came random roars of pleasure and a "You feel so fucking amazing."

He pulled me into him with his hands wrapped around my hips making his shaft move deeper inside me and my inside clench around him. "Fuck, Trent!" I shouted on the edge of an overwhelming climax.

He knew I was close because as soon as I was about to reach my peak, he pulled all the way out and just backed up slowly. Coming down from a much-needed high, I grunted in exasperation.

"What the hell was that for?" I called out angrily as I lifted myself up to watch him. His muscled stature shined as his pleasure stick bounced signaling a hard-on still.

He looked at me with hunger in his eyes and said "I want my cream for dessert. Cant have dessert before dinner."