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I nod. “Yes.”
“Yes, what?”
I lift my chin up and hold his gaze. “Yes, sir.”
Carter nods, and a shadow falls over his face. “Good girl.”
With that, he reaches into the pocket of his pants and pulls out a remote that shines in the semi-darkness of the room. Without looking away from me, he pushes the button, and small vibrations begin between my legs, little bursts at first that shoot pinpricks of desire through my veins. I twist, my mouth parts, and just as I’m about to find a more comfortable angle, Carter powers the device off.
The whimper falls from my lips before I know what I’m doing.
“You’re mine, dove,” Carter says in a low voice. “And I’m fucking yours. Am I making myself clear?”
“Yes, sir.” I breathe, unable to look away from his cold yet handsome face. I suck in another breath when the device comes back on, and rivulets of sweat form on the back of my neck and forehead. Steadily, they drip as I squirm against my constraints and wonder what’s going to happen next.
Is Carter going to keep torturing me when there’s company downstairs? Is he making it a point to do this so Donahue can hear?
I know the kind of man Carter is and how possessive he can be. Yet, the thought of being marked, of being branded with his signature in the form of his teeth marks and scratches, seared into my very soul, doesn’t scare me as much as it should. Instead, it fills me with a strange surge of power and a sense of recklessness.
Like I’m not the only one headed straight for a cliff.
Carter presses another button, and the pressure increases. I throw my head back, squeeze my eyes shut, and moan. Suddenly, he is on top of me, one hand clamped over my mouth and the other splayed over my mound, the heat from his proximity making me feel like I’m going to combust.
And I can’t even bring myself to care.
Not as long as Carter burns with me.
Slowly, he withdraws his hand and replaces it with his lips, hot and demanding against my own. When he bites down on my lower lip, my mouth parts, and his tongue darts in. Like Carter, his tongue is harsh and unforgiving, sweeping and claiming every inch of me until I pant and writhe underneath him. All too quickly, my body jerks, and the force of my orgasm rips through me, making spots dance in my field of vision while I struggle to breathe.
My lungs are burning as I struggle to focus and realize Carter is on his feet and peeling off his clothes. He leaves them in a heap on the floor, and I can barely make out the muscles of his lean, taut body as the bed dips and creaks underneath his weight. Without warning, he nudges my legs apart and settles between them. He positions himself at my entrance, braces his arms on either side of me, and pauses.
I blink, my vision clearing, as I try not to clench my legs in anticipation.
“Fuck, dove, you smell amazing. I can’t wait to bury myself inside of you.” In one quick move, Carter thrusts inside me, filling me to the hilt. He keeps one arm on the headboard, and the other tugs on my restraints, winding them tighter. Tears prick the back of my eyes, but I ignore them.
All I can focus on is how Carter feels buried inside me, filling me completely.
Not a single inch of space exists between us.
I shudder as he throws my legs over his shoulders and eases further in. Using my legs, I nudge him closer before sliding them down to lock around his waist. Carter pinches the skin of my legs and buries his face in the crook of my neck. Another wave of pleasure washes over me, and I gasp, his name a chant on my lips. Then Carter flips me over so I’m on my knees, my arms still held above my head. His fingers are feather light and cool against my flushed skin.
When the slap comes, I’m expecting it, and it sends dual waves of pain and pleasure ricocheting through me. Carter grips my hips with both hands and then gives me another firm slap, which reverberates inside my head. I press my lips together and swallow back the whimper. A heartbeat later, Carter slams into me from behind, and I cry out, my vision going completely dark.
I can smell him on me and feel him invading every inch of me.
And it still doesn’t feel like enough.
I want to climb inside of his skin and stay there, where nothing and no one can hurt us.
Carter makes low growling sounds into the back of my neck, prompting another release. I am gasping for breath when Carter gives a few more thrusts, and warmth pools between my legs. Abruptly, he unties my hands, and I collapse face first onto the mattress. Slowly, I flip onto my back, stare at the ceiling, and wait for my vision to adjust.
Out of the corner of my eye, I see a flash of movement as Carter pulls his clothes back on. “Take a shower and get dressed, dove. We’ve got work to do.”
I lift the sheets up to my chin and gingerly sit up. “We?”
Carter’s lips lift into a grim, half-smile. “Our time away from the city is over. We need to head back and show the new mayor how much we appreciate the gift he sent us.”
My throat tightens. “Carter, are you sure that’s a good idea? He sent that man to set you up. He’s dangerous, a lot more dangerous than we gave him credit for.”
