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She nods once, and I pull her hair even tighter, which enlists another moan, so I know she enjoys it. I look down and watch her as her eyes close for a moment, her jaw relaxing around me as a long, drawn-out moan vibrates my cock, her hand coming up to grip my thigh as her body shakes with her orgasm.
“You’re fucking beautiful when you come,” I pant, sweat now beading on my forehead. I am about to explode right along with her. I start to pull out of her mouth, but her other hand flies up to my ass and pull me forward.
“Fuck, Fuck, Fuck.” I grip her hair and push myself in and out of her mouth with more force, now at the point of no return. I let go then, shoving to the back of her throat, and she takes all of me eagerly. At the last minute, I remember Ivy down the hall, so I swallow down my shouts of pleasure, and it comes out as a deep growl as I grind my teeth with every drop of my release. The fucking beauty of what we did makes me want to do it again and again, over and over, for the rest of my fucking life.
“Fuck, Cat,” I breathe, leaning over and picking her up off the floor, lifting her into my arms and kissing her with everything I have.
Her bare legs wrap around my waist as she basically climbs me, my palms squeezing her ass and massaging her muscles, wanting to feel her underneath my hands, branding her as mine.
“I want to do that again…” she whispers out against my lips, and I laugh.
“Fuck, baby, we can do that every fucking day,” I say with a wide ass grin.
That was heaven.
I walk us back to the bed, lowering her down, before I lie next to her, my hands running across her naked body, wanting to cover every inch, to feel every dip and curve, committing her body to my memory.
“Carter?” she says, her eyes piercing mine.
“Yeah?” My hand finds her breast, and I mold to it, pulling her nipple, seeing them peak, and I hear her breath catch.
“There is something else I want.” I watch her as my hand lowers, until I find her clit and start circling it. A small moan leaves her throat, and even after what we have just done, I am as horny as a teenager and ready to go again.
“Tell me what you want, Cat.” She hisses through her teeth as I suck her nipple into my mouth.
“Carter, I want you to stay the night,” she says, and I pull back to look at her. She is watching me, waiting for my answer, and any tension I had is leaving my body as I take in the sight of this beauty underneath me.
I never put any thought into staying the night; I just knew I would if things escalated. Now she is asking me to, and I feel the trust she is placing in me. Trusting me not to run, trusting me with not just her body but her heart.
“I’m not going anywhere, Cat. I will stay right here, because it’s exactly where I want to be. With you,” I say, my hand coming to stroke her face, wanting to live in this moment forever.
I lie on my side, my eyes unable to leave her as my hand rubs up and down her bare curves. Her hands find my chest, where one rests before the other caresses up my neck to cup my jaw.
“I’ve never felt as safe and protected as I do when I’m with you, Carter,” she whispers, and my breath catches in my throat a little. Her hand smooths around my neck, gently squeezing, massaging my muscles, looking after me just as much as I am with her. It is nice. And as safe as she feels with me, I realize that being here, in her bed, in her arms, for the first time ever, she’s created a safe place for me too.
32
Carter
I rub my eyes as they adjust to the light streaming through the window. Groaning, I roll over to pull Cat toward me, but as I do, I hit an empty mattress. As I start to wake, I wonder what the time is, our nighttime activities obviously making me more tired than usual. I had her another two times last night in the darkness of the early morning, and each time she met me with fervor. I lean back, my eyes remaining closed, as I think about how fucking beautiful she is.
She is sweet, delicate, and smart during the day, but at night, my girl is a fucking sex maniac, and I love it. Already sporting morning wood just thinking about her, I growl because she isn’t beside me.
“Carter, did you know the Salt Water Crocodile is the largest reptile in the world?” a little voice asks from next to me and as my eyes pop open, I see Ivy standing right next to the bed, looking down at me. I jump a little, startled, and wonder how long she has been watching me.
“Good morning, Little Cub. It’s a bit early for animal facts, isn’t it?” I grumble, rubbing my eyes and sitting up, before realizing that I am naked and ensuring I stay hidden under the covers. I look at her, her hair in two little braids, wearing a cute purple dress, seemingly all ready for the day. Shit, I must have slept in.
“Ivy!” I hear Cat call out to her. “Breakfast is ready!” Ivy runs out of the bedroom like her pants are on fire, and I wonder if she was meant to be in here.
Too late now, as she has seen me in her mom’s bed and didn’t seem concerned, so I am taking that for a win.
Grabbing my phone, I see the usual missed calls, mainly from Benji, and am shocked that it is nearly 9am. I never sleep that late.
With Ivy and her innocent eyes now gone, I slip from the bed and pull on my jeans, then make my way to the bathroom and splash some water on my face. I see the half-moon dents of Cat’s nails on my shoulders and grin. Fuck, she was incredible last night.
Pulling my t-shirt on as I walk down the hall, I hear morning cartoons on the TV so assume that Ivy is in the sitting room. As I get closer to the kitchen, my step falters a little when I hear Cat talking quietly to a man. I am now fully awake, strutting down the hall, and as I step around the corner, I see Cat in the kitchen, looking like she should be underneath me in bed with her hair in a messy bun and daisy dukes on that give me far too much leg for just anyone to be looking at.
Then I spot the guy she’s talking to. Fully suited up, dark hair slicked back, drinking a coffee and sitting up at the bench like he lives here. I recognize him as the lawyer that Benji said he met with her at the coffee shop. Donovan something-or-other.
