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I lean into his touch, another shiver racing through me. “It’s not going to be that simple.”
“It seems pretty simple to me.” Carter places his mouth right next to my ear, his hot breath dancing over my skin and making my stomach do all sorts of flip-flops. “And I think you’re just being stubborn.”
“I am not,” I protest weakly as his hand darts up further and closes around my sensitive nipple. “You’re the one who won’t back off.”
“I don’t back off when I know what I want, dove,” Carter whispers directly into my ear. “You and I both know how this is going to end, so why are you fighting me?”
I bury my face in the crook of his neck and exhale, trying to think past the pounding in my ears. “Why are you cheating? You’re not playing fair.”
“You know what they say, dove.” Carter’s fingers move from one nipple to the next, flicking and twisting expertly so they’re both as hard as pebbles. “Your mouth is saying one thing, but your body is telling me a completely different thing.”
My heart is pounding in my ears now. “Oh?”
“I love it when you’re this wet for me,” Carter continues in the same thick tone of voice. It feels like butter sliding across my skin, like I’m going to combust from the inside out. “Fuck, dove. Can you smell yourself?”
“You’re exaggerating.”
In one quick move, Carter’s hand darts from underneath my hoodie and into the waistband of my jeans. He wastes no time in pushing my panties aside and darting one finger in between my wet folds. “Your body can’t lie to me, dove. I can practically fucking feel how much you want me.”
I buck against his hand and lick my dry lips. “How much?”
“What?”
I lift my head up and tug on his bottom lobe. Carter shivers, and his grip on my ass tightens. “How much do I want you?”
Abruptly, he leans back to look at me, and I can see the conflict written in the depth of his eyes. He wants me as much as I want him.
Carter stops playing with me and removes his hand. He helps me to my feet and sweeps me into his arms. In the doorway to the dressing room, he stops to slide it open and sets me down on my feet. Before he can advance on me, the clerk’s voice brings us back to the present with a jolt. A heartbeat later, Carter strides over to her, yanks the dress out of her hands, and waves her away with a dismissive nod. Then he crosses back over to me, covering the room in a few short strides.
My stomach dips as he steps into the spacious, well-lit drawing room and yanks the curtain shut behind him. Wordlessly, he hands me the dress and takes a step back. My fingers are trembling as I wriggle out of my jeans. Carter’s eyes devour me hungrily, but he folds his arms over his chest and doesn’t do anything. When I pull my hoodie up over my head, fresh goosebumps break out across my skin. With one last smile in his direction, I pull the lacy black dress on and strike a pose with my hip jutted out and one hand resting on it.
“So fucking sexy,” Carter growls in a thick voice. “But you’re wearing too many clothes, dove.”
I raise an eyebrow. “This barely covers anything.”
Carter reaches for me and spins me around so I’m pressed against him. He lifts the dress over my head and tosses it on the chair in the corner. In the mirror, I see his hands skirt over my cotton panties before gliding up to my bra. He presses my breasts together, and I whimper at the contact, wanting more of this.
Wanting more of him.
I don’t know why I long for Carter with every fiber of my being. Or why I crave his touch every minute of every day?
All I know is that when Carter begins to pepper my neck with kisses, the last of my resistance melts. He ties my hair up into a bun and sinks his teeth into my neck. I lean into him and moan. Carter’s hand moves to my mouth, and he gives me a devious smirk, his eyes sparkling with mischief.
“If you keep making noises like that, it’s going to be over before it even starts, and I still have so much planned for you, dove.”
I nod a little too eagerly.
“You’re going to watch me undress you,” Carter continues, his voice dropping an octave. “You’re going to watch in the mirror, and you are not going to make a sound.”
“But—”
Carter slaps my ass. “Not a sound, or I’ll bend you over that chair and fuck you in front of the whole store.”
I snap my mouth shut and nod.
Carter rips my panties apart in one quick move and throws the tattered remains of the fabric away. In the mirror, I see his fingers disappear behind my back, and I feel them against my skin. He is taking his sweet time and making it so I’ll be panting and even more desperate for him. By the time he undoes the hook of the bra and my breasts spill forward, I feel like I’m going to explode with desire and impatience.
Almost immediately after he undresses me, Carter brings my arms up on either side of me. He sets them on the mirror, and I hear his zipper. I blink and use the glass to see Carter position himself behind me. He rubs himself against me, and I bite down on my bottom lip hard enough to draw blood.
