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I nod and grab her legs, throwing them over my shoulders. I remember every single thing about her body, every angle she likes. Emilia almost loses it as I hit her G spot with every thrust.
“Carter, it’s too much,” she moans. I love seeing her like this. I love driving her crazy like this.
“It’s never enough,” I say. “I’ll never get enough of you.”
I increase the pace and Emilia gasps. “I can’t…”
I grin at her smugly. “Then come. Come for me baby. Come on my cock.”
Emilia shatters at those words and I grunt as her muscles tighten around me. I look into her eyes as I come right along with her. I lower her legs and hold myself up as I press my lips against hers. I kiss her sweetly, and the way she kisses me back makes my heart feel like it might burst.
I pull away just slightly to take care of the condom and then pull her closer. I spoon her and press my lips to her neck. Emilia fidgets slightly, obviously unsure whether she should stay or go. I smile to myself and tighten my grip on her. “You’re not going anywhere,” I whisper into her hair, before kissing her neck. “I’ve waited years to have you in my bed, and now that I’ve got you here, I won’t let you go.”
Emilia relaxes against me and I smile to myself. We fall asleep just like that, wrapped in each other, both of us happier than we’ve been in years.
Chapter 43
Emilia
I wake up alone and panic slightly. I glance around me, my hand gliding over Carter’s side of the bed. I exhale in relief when I realize that it’s still warm. Last night was perfect. It’s everything I’ve been wanting for years, but I can’t help but worry. Carter and I have always been intense, our very first kiss was when we were skinny-dipping, after all. Last night was unexpected, though. I wasn’t planning on sleeping with him, but I just couldn’t resist. I couldn’t stay away.
I slip out of bed, my eyes falling to the shirt on the floor. I smile as I think back to the way Carter dared me to take it off him. I grab it from the floor and slip it on. It is mine now, after all. He did tell me that I could keep it if I took it off him. I bite down on my lip as I button it up and slip my robe on over it.
I can’t remember the last time I felt this happy. I can’t remember the last time I felt these butterflies. When is the last time I was unable to stop smiling? I’m grinning as I walk down the stairs, the smell of freshly made coffee coming from the kitchen.
Carter’s eyes find mine as I walk in, and for a couple of seconds he is all I can see. He’s in his boxers, and I want him again. I want him right here, in his kitchen. He’s been driving me crazy, walking around in his swim shorts every morning. I’m done resisting. I know he wants me just as badly, and I’ve spent too many years feeling incomplete, empty and lonely, to stay away now.
I walk up to him and hold my hand out. Carter chuckles as he surrenders his coffee cup. I smile to myself as I bring it to my lips. I’ve missed him so much, and I’m done denying myself the one thing in life I want most.
“If you just had more patience, I would have brought you coffee in bed,” Carter murmurs.
I take a sip of his coffee and shake my hand. “Patience isn’t my strong suit.”
Carter chuckles. “No shit, minx.”
I grin as he pulls me closer. He undoes the sash on my robe, his lips falling open in shock when he realizes what I’m wearing underneath.
“You’re wearing my shirt.”
I smile and nod. “Didn’t you say you always wanted to see me in one of these?”
Carter’s eyes roam over my body heatedly and his hands find my waist. He pulls me closer and his lips come crashing down on mine. He lifts me onto the kitchen counter and I wrap my legs around him, the shirt riding up.
“Fuck,” Carter whispers. “I want you in this.”
I giggle, but he wipes my smile right off my face when his fingers find their way between my legs. “Minx,” he whispers, as he drops his lips to my neck and kisses me softly. “How are you wet already?”
I smile and turn my head to whisper into his ear. “Let’s just say that seeing you in your swim shorts every morning has been highly… stimulating.”
Carter grins as my hand slips into his boxer shorts. “I need to get back on the pill,” I whisper, and Carter nods.
“I want you bare, Emilia. I want to be able to fuck you whenever, wherever.”
His words make me even wetter and I clench my thighs. My cheeks redden as I look at him. “I’ve never wanted that with anyone but you,” I tell him.
Carter looks at me in confusion and frowns. “What do you mean?”
I look away, my cheeks burning. “I’ve never had anyone bare but you.”
