The Carrero Heart - Beginning (Friends to Lovers)

Arrick picks me up outside my bedroom door, being lame about carrying me over the threshold and orders me to close my eyes. I eye him warily, grinning like a weirdo and cover my eyes with my free hand as I cling around his neck childishly. I have the giggling fits after our stealth maneuvers to get in here undetected. All it did was highlight how drunk he is when we almost fell in rose bushes in the onset of drizzle when he tried to piggyback me across the garden before we got soaked.

“Are they closed?” He nudges me, and I can hear him messing with the door to get it open while still holding me up. The slight sway as we stand here has me a little seasick though and I wish he would hurry up. Fresh air just made my queasiness intensify.

“Yup” I peek at the side of his face and melt with how ready I am for him to get the door open.

“Okay. Now.” Arrick walks us forward and I drop my hand as I look around the room for the first time since I got ready here this morning. At some point it looks like he has had a squad of decorators or something in here and my room has been transformed into a honeymoon suite to die for. I take it all in silently, overwhelmed with so much in one go and have to digest it slowly.

My bed has been sectioned off with transparent fabrics hanging from the ceiling to create a faux four poster bed and is interlaced with tiny fairy lights. My window has met the same treatment and the whole room has been adorned with white flowers and lights and candles almost everywhere. On every surface to create an edge of blooms and soft lighting.

All my normal décor and childish things seem to be gone and the room has been redressed to match the theme of our wedding, with the whites, creams and golds of our settings and matching roses and lilies of our floral displays. The bed is covered with dozens of petals and the floor too. Even my bed has satin and fur sheets and bedspreads that I have never seen before and one red heart cushion lays in the center of it all

Balloons are floating at the ceiling around us and every single inch is like some fairy-tale dream room right out of a princess book.

“Oh my god.” I breath out, overwhelmed, as he slides me to my feet and props me in front of him, so I can gaze around and let it all sink in.

“Do you really think I would hold back from touching you for weeks to then screw you in the garden?” Arrick leans in kissing my exposed shoulder where my dress has slid, and I am speechless. I shake my head, realizing that my romantic Romeo would of course put bells and whistles on our wedding night, even if we did choose to use our family homes as the venues.

“It’s beautiful. I don’t know what to say.” I can’t hold back the sniffles and happy tears as he takes my hands and pulls me inside the room to close and lock the door. Turning me with him before leading me over to a golden trolley on wheels that’s decked out with champagne on ice, strawberries, and an array of snacks. I giggle at his choices and hug him with complete adoration.

A bowl of Cheeto’s, plate of cold pizza, candy, and popcorn. There’s bottles of coke on ice too and an array of junk food and such on display. He opted for Sophie food over sexy food and I think I could die from cuteness overload.

“You’re so lame.” I sniff through my blubbering as he hands me a delicate glass, he pours from the champagne bottle.

me and hands me a napkin to catch my stray tears. I dab my face, overcome with so many emotions that I am finding it hard to contain them and sip my drink to clear

thing, none of this was

you know, you’re my Princess and I couldn’t drag you up here for wedding night sex without making a big deal out of it. It may not be the first

bed?” I ask him innocently and a smile creeps

I’d rather we cut to the getting on the bed and this

I want right now. Arrick drops whatever he’s holding and kisses me back fiercely, pulling my face to his firmly and buries his fingers in my hair. Kissing

us to the bed. Glued together, feeding from one another, and clinging desperately as we kiss. I can’t get enough of him and consumed with the longing to be joined once more. It’s been too

throws them over his shoulder, catching the hem of my dress and levering it up and over me in one clean swoop as I wriggle on the bed

is about the single most erotic thing I have ever felt. Arrick has romanced me a million times before, yet somehow this seems much more intense and my body is

mucking around and taking his time. Arrick is probably as wound up as me and desperate to get laid. We don’t do long periods of

as I lose control and push my pelvis closer to that teasing tongue. He knows how to hit the right spot and I literally lose control of all my limbs as he probes and sucks and teases me into a frenzy. His hands on my hips to keep me still and I grasp at his wrists to hold on, because my body

a while or my hormones are still recovering, but within seconds that telltale tingling warmth from my toes starts to move up and envelopes me and I know I will only last seconds before I cum. It’s crazily fast, even for me and I writhe and wriggle in a bid to slow it down. I am all for an orgasm but not when I haven’t had a chance to catch

and try to get him to slow down. Clenching my thighs on him as

he blinks up at me in confusion, his eyes crazily

say stop, I said wait… As in slow down. It’s happening too fast.” I grind into him impatiently and he grins at me, all white teeth on show and that beautiful

happen in a quick fuck

to not call it that?” I giggle as he catches my mouth with his, climbing on the bed to cage me and kisses me again. I have long gotten used to having him kiss me during oral and don’t even blink

him get naked. Pulling his pants off as I wriggle to unclip my bra and throw it off the bed until

and Arrick?” I giggle when he trails fingers over my

mood takes you and you want to tie me to the bed, bang me senseless and leave me covered

bite his lip instead. Making it clear that Sophie wants first time to be kinky and satisfying. I am in no mood for gentle, slow and easy. I want my Carrero with the fiery and passionate side to let loose. Arrick wastes no time in reacting, devouring me with a kiss he trails down my body and over my breasts and I arch again under him. His hands skimming me, pulling me around and then he flips us, so I am on top and pushes me to sit up over him. I grind down on him, finding him ready and willing to go as my hands work