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I straddle him then, pressing my lips to his in the kiss I’ve been hopelessly needing for the last week. Desperate and unashamed of it, I need him. Need the power he holds and the way he pushes for more.
Speaking of which, his tongue presses against the seam of my lips and I’m only too happy to oblige him.
A moan escapes my lips, and Carter surprises me by reaching up for my hips and grabbing tightly before flipping us so that he lies between my legs. His hands explore my body, but he snarls when he meets the fabric of my shirt.
“Shirt. Off.” Two words, that’s what he breaks the kiss to say, and he watches as I pull it off, letting my entire body lay there before his eyes. “Yes,” I moan when he reaches down and pinches one of my nipples between his fingers. “Fucking perfect.”
He leans down and pulls my other nipple into his mouth and I practically come from that alone.
“Carter.” I moan his name, needing more.
Feeling his smile against my skin rather than seeing it, I lay my head back and close my eyes while he touches my body. When he reaches the scar on my stomach, I freeze, ready to throw him out and ruin the fun we are having. Only he doesn’t ask. Doesn’t question me about the injury. Instead, he kisses my scar gently and goes back to the mission at hand—making me squirm and beg for more.
“Waited for fuckin’ ever to have you.” Carter moves down my body. “Gonna take my time now while you can’t get away.”
“Less talking,” I whisper brokenly.
My body is his, wet and ready for him. But when he presses his mouth to my clit without even having to search for it, I scream in pleasure.
“What the fuck!”
He chuckles and pushes one finger inside my slick heat, making me groan in pleasure again.
“Gotta give me at least one before we do this.”
His mouth sucks on my clit and his fingers hook upward, looking for my G-spot but not digging and fumbling around ignorantly. Carter knows what the hell he is doing and it turns me on even more. When he runs his finger over it and my body shoots off the bed in shock, he laughs again, with my clit between his teeth.
“There it is,” he mumbles. “Give it to me.”
I want to call him cocky, to tell him to shut up. Except he is too busy giving me the best orgasm of my entire life. So I don’t say anything at all. Instead, I let my body quiver and shake with pleasure. I watch the stars shoot across my vision and let my body fall limp when he is done.
“Thanks for that.” The words come out garbled, and I can hardly believe they’ve come from my mouth. My whole body tingles with awareness, pleasure coursing through my blood, every second stretching out longer than I thought possible. “You can go now.”
Carter kisses the inside of my thigh, his lips spread in a smile I feel rather than see. “Mhm.” Another kiss. “You don’t want that.”
“Bye.” I tug on his hair, not even realizing I’ve put my hands on his head.
Carter bites down where he’s just kissed, and my traitorous back arches, silently begging for more. I let go of his hair, though, and clench the blankets around my body for support. When I look down, his eyes lock on mine and he licks his lips.
“I’ll be right back.” He pushes off the bed and grabs his pants. “I forgot something in my truck.”
All the haze of pleasure vanishes and I sit up, not caring in the slightest that his eyes drop back down to my chest.
“You’re leaving?” Panic replaces the pleasure, and the fleeting thought that he will get revenge for me leaving by doing the same thing fills my mind.
“Nope.” He slides into his pants and walks out of my room completely barefoot. “I told you,” Carter says from the hall, his voice fading in the distance. “I forgot something.”
One. Two. Three. Four. Five.
Yeah. I count every single second that he is gone. Not because I doubt him. At least, not that I’ll ever admit to anyone. I know I deserve it if he does leave, but when the front door closes and I reach twenty in my head, I smile.
Eyes locked on the door, I wait for him.
“What’d you forget?” I call out when I hear his bare feet on the wood floor in the hall. “I hope it’s something good.”
“I mean.” Carter appears, one hand behind his back and the other holding on to the top of the doorframe. “You did ask for them.”
Slowly, he pulls a pair of cuffs from behind his back.
