All In The Family | By : Tansterz Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Kelly Clarkson Views: 4735 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know Kelly Clarkson. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. |
I let out a long yawn as I stretch my arms out wide and feel my hand hit the empty space beside me. My eyebrows furrow together as my head turns on the pillow so I can confirm that Carrie in fact isn’t beside me anymore. What time is it? I roll over onto my side, causing the sheet that’s draped over my body to slither down my back as I do so. The digital red numbers on Carrie’s alarm clock lets me know that it’s a little after six. I grumble and roll back onto my back. It is entirely too early for me to be awake right now and I honestly don’t even remember falling asleep, but what I do know is that every hour of sleep that I missed last night was fucking well worth it.
The bathroom door that’s connected to Carrie’s bedroom opens and my eyes are immediately drawn towards the light that floods in upon it being opened. I blink, allowing my eyes to adjust, and I swear I must’ve died and gone to heaven. Carrie emerges from the bathroom scantily clad in what I’m convinced has to be the most sinfully sweet red laced panties and matching bra I’ve ever seen on a woman in my life. I swallow the lump that’s formed in my throat and slowly push into a sitting position on her bed, tugging the sheet up over my breasts.
She pauses in the doorway and glances at me. “Sorry, I was trying not to wake you up until I was about to head out but—“
“No need to apologize, you totally didn’t wake me up.” I tell her with a yawn, tossing my feet over the side of the mattress and pressing my feet against the floor.
She smiles as she finally moves away from the bathroom door and makes her way over to the vanity on the other side of her room. I watch her from my spot on her bed and can’t help but continue to admire the girl. How the hell could I not admire her? I push up from the mattress and cross the room, dropping the sheet as I go.
Approaching her from behind I caught her gaze through the reflection in the mirror and wrap my arms around her waist, my chin barely grazing the top of her shoulder. “You look…” I pause and press my lips against her shoulder blade, “and smell…amazing.” I finish in between kisses.
Her eyes fall away from mine briefly as she searches along the vanity for her make-up and jewelry. “Thanks.”
Hooking my index finger under one of her bra straps I casually slide it down her shoulder, kissing where the strap had been. “Do you always wear lace like this under your clothes to work?” I wonder, barely tearing my lips away from her skin.
“N-no.” Her voice trembles as my hand trails up her abdomen and teasingly brushes over one of her breasts.
I shift my head to the side and begin feathering kisses along her other shoulder blade, slowly sliding her other bra strap down her shoulder. “I see,” I pause again and playfully bite along the skin I just kissed, “you just wanted me to see you in it, am I right?” Perhaps I’m being a little cocky but I can’t really say that I care, and from the way she’s trembling from my kisses I don’t think she does either.
“M-maybe.”
Smiling into her shoulder I trail my hand back down her stomach towards the hem of her panties. I hear her breath hitch every time my finger dips just barely under the edge before returning back to the top.
“I need to finish getting ready for work.” She barely manages to get out in a whisper as I casually slide my hands over the top of her thighs before sliding them back up and between them.
She wobbles in front of me and quickly braces herself against her vanity. “I’m not stopping you.” I reply with a grin, my fingers slowly inching towards the edge of her panties again.
I can tell by the look on her face that she wants to say something but that she won’t and when I see her eyes flutter shut in the mirror I finally take the opportunity to dip my hand inside of her panties, finding her ready for me. I hear her intake of breath at the initial contact as her back arches into me and I continue to watch her face in the mirror. Her eyes remain tightly shut; her bottom lip captured between her teeth, as she rocks her hips against my hand. The sound of her strangled moans in front me is enough to cause my ears to start ringing. Momentarily I quicken my pace, allowing her to catch up with me while I work to build her up. I know she’s falling towards the edge, I can tell by how she’s trembling against my hand that’s she’s ready to explode any second. Peering over her shoulder I watch her grip the edge of the vanity desperately as she begins to roll her hips more quickly, her fingers paling from her death grip.
She curses and I feel her body tensing up, she’s so close. I knowingly continue to move my hand at a quicker pace, struggling now to keep up with a pace she’s set. Suddenly a loud gasp rips from her chest as she breathlessly collapses forward against the vanity, desperately fighting to catch her breath. I smile to myself and lean forward against her back and press my lips to the side of her neck before nipping playfully at her ear lobe. I wait a couple more seconds; listening to her breath even out a bit more before I teasingly start to move my hand again.
She moans out loud in shock as she holds herself back up against the vanity again. “Fuck Kelly…”
It doesn’t take long for her to completely come apart again and this time I’m nice enough to remove my hand from her underwear. I step back and allow her to turn around and face. Her face is completely flushed but she’s totally smiling at me.
“You…”
I grin. “Are completely amazing?”
She leans forward and presses a quick kiss against my lips before pulling back. “That’s one way of putting it.”
I laugh. “I’ll take that. I should really let you finish getting ready for work huh?” I ask, following her eyes towards her alarm clock.
She releases a sigh and nods at me. “Unfortunately, yeah, although if my knees don’t stop shaking I think I’m going to call out sick.”
“You could tell them you’re feeling a little faint, it wouldn’t be far from the truth.”
She shakes her head at me before turning back towards her vanity. “I wouldn’t be running behind if a certain someone hadn’t distracted me.” She says digging through her jewelry box.
I snort and join her at the vanity again. “Oh please, I was clearly the one that was distracted. You totally wore that on purpose.” I accuse.
“I didn’t hear you complaining.” She counters.
“Funny, I could say the same about you.”
She tosses her head back and laughs. “Touché.”
“I thought so.” I kiss her on the cheek and turn to make my way towards the bathroom, scooping my clothes up off her floor in the process. “I’ll be out of your hair in a minute.” I announce in sing song before stepping inside of the bathroom.
She waves a hand at me without turning away from the vanity. “You’re fine, take your time.”
A girl could definitely get used to this.
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