Libertine

Chapter 18

Carl dragged Kendall all the way to her bedroom. He held her by the waist for a portion of it because she almost fell down a few times. She couldn’t stop giggling like a little girl the entire time, snorting even.

When they got to her room, he closed the door and barely had time to turn around to face her that she pounced on him like a predator. He stumbled back against the door with a thump while she jumped up and wrapped her legs around him. He immediately responded by holding on to her and answered her burning kiss by dominated her tongue with his.

He eventually walked to her bed while still holding her. He placed her gently on the bed but made sure that she was sitting instead of laying down.

Kendall wasn’t fully comprehending what was happening and didn’t want to. Lust, yearning, and desire were fueling each of her thoughts, muscles, and bones in her body. She wanted to touch, to smell, to taste the man’s flesh in front of her. She was transforming into a s*x animal.

He kneeled in front of her and was shamelessly staring at her breasts. She felt the n*****s hardened even more under his burning look. He then looked her in the eyes with a questioning look, asking for permission. She nodded to grant it.

He started to fondle and knead them over the clothes first. Feeling the shape of them and trying to find her n*****s through the layers. He hovered his mouth several times over the mounts and then finally started to bite the clothes.

Her top having a decent amount of cleavage was beginning to slide off, showing her black lacy bra. Being an hour-glass shaped woman, Kendall had always been proud of the shape and size of her breast. A lot of women were getting implants to have her size. She was particularly grateful for this blessing in this situation.

He reached for the exposed flesh on her breastbone and started to lick and nibbled. He alternated between sides until he wanted more which is when he tucked the hem of her top and pulled it over her head. He didn’t unclasp her bra right away like she thought he would. Instead, he kneaded the bosoms a little longer and teased along that border between when the bra was starting and the skin with his fingertips. He kept going back and forth, sometimes just inching a tiny bit under the bra.

When it became apparent that Kendall could no longer endure the teasing through her moaning and gasping, he reached around and unclasped her bra. He slid it down her arms and tossed it aside.

‘’Oh baby. Your t**s are unreal…’’ He whined as he gawked at her magnificent breasts.

She giggled to hide the tiny feeling of embarrassment that was creeping in the back of her mind. She would be much more embarrassed if she was sober, she thought.

His hands began their worship by reaching under to weigh the breasts. He continued his fondling by fully gripping them and ended by pinching the n*****s which were rock hard. After which, his mouth came back in the game.

He continued his teasing game by ignoring the n*****s completely. He nibbled and sucked the flesh around without ever touching the n*****s.

Kendall thought she would be going crazy soon. She attempted to touch them herself for a little relief, but he grabbed her wrists before she could.

‘’No, no. I am doing the job alone here…’’ He scolded.

‘’You’re driving me crazy.’’ She breathed out.

‘’I know.’’ He replied with a devilish grin. ‘’But we’re still doing this my way. Don’t try to touch yourself again without me giving you permission.’’ He warned.

Great! Another dominant for me to submit to. The apple doesn’t fall far from the tree…

She believed he punished her for attempting to relieve herself a little because he continued to not touch the n*****s for what felt like forever. He even blew a little cold air and she shuddered under the torture he was subjecting her to.

When he finally put her out of her misery, she nearly had an orgasm. He took the n****e in his mouth and suckled on it with just enough suction to make her cry at the mix of pleasure and pain. He playfully bit it before turning his attention to the other one to repeat the same treatment during which she grabbed a fistful on his hair like she was trying to hold on to sanity.

He went back and forth between breasts for a long time, sucking, biting, nibbling, licking, suckling.

‘’Your t**s taste like vanilla… and brown sugar. I was right to be obsessed with them, they truly are the most amazing I’ve ever seen.’’ He whispered at a moment that his mouth wasn’t too busy.

She didn’t have the force to reply to anything. Didn’t even bother acknowledging his compliment.

He ultimately slowed down the rhythm and brought his mouth up her neck to her temple and then her forehead. His hands were holding her in place under her arms while he stood up and made her standing up as well.

He stared down at her for a few seconds before sweetly kissing her on the mouth.

‘’I’m gonna grab you a glass of water. Why don’t you change in your pajamas in the meantime?’’

She mechanically nodded and turned around to grab her sleeping set from under her pillow. She pulled everything down, pants and panties, in one move and left it on the floor while she slid on her silk pajama shorts with her favorite sleeping sweater.

Carl reappeared with a glass of water and a 1.5L bottle as well. She sat down on her bed while he put the bottle down on her desk.

‘’Here, drink the entire glass.’’ He ordered as he handed her the glass.

She obeyed, grateful for the quenching feeling. She gulped the entire glass and started to crawl back in the bed when he stopped her.

‘’Hold on, I want you to drink another one.’’

He refilled her glass to the brim and handed it back to her. She gulped it down as well.

‘’Now, if you wake up during the night, I want you to drink a full glass again. Ok?’’

‘’Yes.’’ She answered with a hoarse voice.

‘’Good, I’m gonna wake you up at around nine and we’ll figure this thing out with Dad and Mom in the morning. He’ll probably want to leave for the hospital around ten-ish. Have a good night, sis.’’

He leaned down and pecked her lips again while cupping her cheek.

‘’We’ll talk about where we go from there once we have a little privacy.’’ He promised before leaving the room and closing the door behind him.

Kendall slumped on her bed, missing the pillows and deciding that it wasn’t worth moving to adjust herself. She fell asleep with minutes.

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When she woke up, it was still dark outside. Her mouth was dry and she had the worst pounding headache ever. She immediately went for the water, not even pouring it in the glass. She gulped down half of the bottle before she came up for air.

She felt better but now, she noticed another symptom in the form of a faint nausea. It wasn’t so bad that she felt the need to vomit but it was uncomfortable, nonetheless. Her bedside clock was indicating 04:06, so she decided not to go back to bed immediately since she had quite a bit of time in her night still. She walked around while still drinking a little bit of water. Flashes of what she did the night prior appeared in her mind. She blushed and shook her head, not believing her guts.

Half an hour later, she went to the bathroom and crawled back into bed, refusing to deal with any of her life’s choices until she was totally sober.

She fell asleep and what seemed like an hour later, Carl knocked on her door to wake her up.

‘’Kendall, it’s time! You gotta get up. Can I come in?’’

Oh God no!! Please!

Kendall pondered the possibilities of him leaving, forgetting she existed, or she could just hide under the covers until she died. None of which were feasible of course so, she decided to be a grown up and face the music.

‘’Yeah.’’ She groaned.

He opened the door and popped his head in.

‘’How are you feeling?’’

She sat up, grumbled and purposely put on her most pissed off look. He didn’t approach her and stayed by the door. He was already dressed for the day. Probably had eaten too already. She glanced at the bedside clock and saw that it was already 09:33.

‘’Hungover?’’ He asked after waiting for her to answer his previous question.

‘’No. Just tired.’’ She mumbled.

‘’Good. Then you can get cleaned and dressed. I’ll make you a little breakfast downstairs, you can get it when you’re ready. Dad’s back, he wants to leave in an hour. Mom’s getting admitted to rehab tomorrow for a minimum of twenty-eight days.’’ He said that last sentence quietly, almost whispering.

Kendall didn’t care at the moment, she wasn’t sure she would ever. When it came to her mother’s sobriety, the vase had been broken so many times and attempted to be pieced back together that after each time, a piece would be missing. She was now at the point that there weren’t any pieces left to be glued together.

She got up and headed for the shower without another word while Carl cautiously observed her. She threw a glance at him before exiting the room when she caught a strange look on his face. He looked like he wanted to say something but was stopping himself for some reason. She saw something else too. A look of lust and wanting. That’s when she remembered pieces of her previous night. The party, the drinking, the pizzas and cake, the drive home, and what happened when they got home.

She blushed and kept heading for her bathroom. She let out a breath she didn’t know she was holding after she locked the door.

OK! Calm down, girl. Right now is not the time to be thinking about this, you gotta get ready. You have a serious situation that you need to be dealing with. Get it together.

She quickly showered, scrubbed, and brushed her teeth twice to make you she got ride of any alcohol smell. She put on some leggings and sweaters, deciding that she’d rather be comfortable than anything else right now.

As promised, breakfast was waiting for her in the kitchen. Delicious grease and carbs in the form of eggs, bacon, and French toast.

She has just started eating when her father strolled in, looking tired but resolute.

‘’Oh hi, baby girl. How are you?’’ He asked as he kissed her cheek.

‘’I’m good.’’ She nodded.

‘’Yeah? How was you’re birthday movie night? What did you end watching?’’ He mindlessly asked while pouring himself a cup of coffee.

Kendall gulped as she remembered that this was the lie she told him. Not wanting to lie any more than she had to, she opted for another half-truth.

‘’Well actually, the girls surprised me with a foodie party instead. We were at Tina’s house and we ate a lot, she had a cake. It was really nice.’’ She smiled, hoping he would buy it.

He turned around and leaned on the counter with a serious face.

‘’Oh that’s nice, yeah! So listen, I’m sure Carl told you everything already so I’m not going to repeat it all. I’d like to leave in the next fifteen minutes if you’re ready. We’ll say goodbye to her before she goes in tomorrow.’’

She sadly nodded as he went to leave the kitchen.

‘’I’m really sorry Dad.’’ She said before he reached the threshold.

He turned around and walked back to her.

‘’Don’t be, baby girl. You’ve done nothing wrong. Don’t be sorry for her mistakes. Understood?’’ He whispered while cupping her face.

‘’Yes, Daddy.’’ She murmured back.

‘’Now finish you’re breakfast and let’s get this over with.’’