He didn't respond with words; instead, his hand dipped lower and lower.His breath was warm on my neck as he leaned closer, his lips ghosting over my sensitive skin.The gentle teasing was driving me wild with desire.Every touch, every caress, sent me careening towards the edge.
“Please,” I breathed, my hands fisting the bed sheets.
His laugh was sensual, deep and low.“Almost there,” he promised, his voice husky and strained.
His fingers quickened their pace, and my body tensed, coiling tighter and tighter like a spring ready to release.Tears pricked my eyes as I hovered on the brink, my body begging for release.
Then, with a final, deft touch, Carter pushed me over the edge.
My back arched off the bed, and I cried out.It was overwhelming, an explosive thrill reverberating through me, erasing all thoughts from my mind and pain from my body.
Carter's hands slowed to a steady rhythm as I floated back to earth, my body boneless and sated.He smoothed my hair away from my face, his thumb gently brushing my cheek.
“Better?”
“Mhm.”My eyes drifted closed as I savored the lingering sensations.
We stayed that way for a moment, quiet and still, then Carter reluctantly pulled away.I felt a pang of loss, but he merely straightened the blankets around me, tucking me in like a child.
“Rest now,” he urged, his voice carrying an undercurrent of something I wasn’t ready to analyze.
“Thank you,” I whispered, my eyes still closed.
The last thing I was aware of before drifting off to sleep was the soft press of his lips against my forehead.
CHAPTER SIXTEEN
CARTER
“You did what?!”
Mel slammed her drink down on the table.
I squirmed in my seat, heat rising to my face.“It's not what you think, Mel.Olivia was in pain, and I was just trying to h?—”
Blair's laughter cut through the tension, her shoulders shaking as she tried to catch her breath.“Oh this is too good.Please, Carter, do tell us how you 'helped' dear Olivia.”
I shot her a glare, but it only made her laugh harder.Mel's eyes bored into me, waiting for an explanation.I paused, trying to find the right words.
“Look, she was hurting.You know about her condition.Was I supposed to just stand there and watch her suffer?”
“So you decided to play doctor?”
“No!Well, not exactly.She needed relief, and I...provided it.”
Blair wiped tears from her eyes, still giggling.“I bet you did, stud.”
“Shut up, Blair,” Mel and I said in unison.
I leaned forward, lowering my voice.“It wasn't like that.It was...clinical.Professional.”
Mel snorted.“Professional?Carter, there's nothing professional about getting your employee off.”
“I know, I know.But you don't understand.She was in so much pain, and nothing else was working.”
Blair's laughter finally subsided, and she looked at me with a mix of amusement and curiosity.“So what exactly did you do?Give us the dirty details.”
My face flushed even hotter.“I'm not going to?—”
