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“You’re really good.” Zoey smiled. “I’m impressed, Mr. Kind.”
“Only by my musical skills?” I arched my brow.
She sat there with a smirk, narrowing her eyes at me.
“It’s getting late. I’m going to grab my purse from your house,” she said.
After saying goodnight to everyone, we headed back to my house. There was no way I was letting her leave tonight.
We stepped through the sliding door. Zoey grabbed her purse from the table and hooked it over her shoulder. I walked over and removed it, setting it back on the table.
“Excuse me? What are you doing?” she asked.
“You can’t leave.” I stared into her eyes.
“And why not?”
“Because you’ve been drinking.” I softly ran the back of my hand across her cheek.
“I had one beer.” A small smile framed her lips.
“You had one beer here and a couple of drinks at the brewhouse.” I smirked. “As far as I’m concerned, you’re in no condition to drive home, which means you’ll just have to spend the night here.”
“What if I don’t want to?”
“I think you do.” The corners of my mouth curved upward as I leaned in and softly brushed my lips against hers.
“Why do you think you know everything?” she asked as she broke our kiss.
“Because I do.” I picked her up. Her arms wrapped around my neck, and her legs wrapped tightly around my waist as I carried her up the stairs and to my bed.
CHAPTER 15
Zoey
He thrust in and out of me from behind as my fingers gripped the sheets. The way he made my body feel was indescribable. I’d come to realize that the sex I’d had over the years was with boys acting like men who didn’t know what they were doing. Carter Kind was a true man in every way who knew his way around a woman’s body.
Moans escaped us as his thrusting increased. My second orgasm for the night was on the rise. My heart raced, and my already heated skin grew with intensity. I let out a scream as my body tightened, and the release I felt intoxicated me. Carter halted, and with a tight grip on my ass, he let out a long pleasurable moan. I wouldn’t lie and say I wasn’t turned on by his sounds.
His hands moved up and down my back momentarily before he pulled out.
“Ah, shit. Please tell me you’re on birth control.”
I rolled on my back. “I am. Why?”
“The condom broke,” he said, walking to the bathroom.
“What if I told you I wasn’t?”
“I’d be very worried.” He climbed into bed.
“Would you do what was right and ask me to marry you?”
He cocked his head and stared at me. “Why are you even asking that?”
I could see the look of fear on his face.
“Relax, big guy.” I patted his chest. “I’m teasing you. Do you have a T-shirt I can borrow to sleep in?”
