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Pulling away, we are both panting.
“I brought over a few things,” he says as I step back and let him in, locking the door behind him.
We walk to the kitchen, and he places the basket on the bench.
“Where is your little cub?” he asks, looking around for Ivy.
“She was wrecked, so she's sound asleep down the hall,” I explain, and he smiles.
“Ahh, yeah, it was a big day. That’s why I called you instead of buzzing the door. I wasn’t sure what time she goes to bed, and I didn’t want to wake her. How are you feeling?” He is so attentive of me and my needs now, clearly very attuned to the fact that how he treated me before is not something that either of us want a repeat of. In fact, I have never had a man so willing to please me. It feels really nice.
“I’m doing just fine. I guess I am used to being on my feet, with the hours I do at the hospital.” He nods.
“I brought over some supplies. Tomorrow night is movie night, right?” he says as he lifts the lid on the massive basket, and I get a flash of bright rainbow colors which hit me all at once. The basket is full to the brim with all different types of candy.
“Carter! This is insane!” I dig through the stash, giggling as I imagine him emptying every supermarket shelf between my place and the gym.
“Well, I know you and Ivy have your special nights, so I want you to be prepared.” He shrugs, and I need to bite my lip at how considerate he is. Being around kids is totally new to him, I think, but he is really hitting it out of the park.
As I look at him, I know that although we have shared a few kisses, I need to be the one to make the first move. He is trying to hold back, letting me lead, only touching me when he absolutely knows I want it. But it’s my turn now.
And boy, do I want it.
I take a small step closer to him, and he grabs my waist, pulling me all the way to his body, his hard chest firm and solid against mine.
“Carter…” I say, his name on my lips drifting as I get lost in his deep blues.
He leans in, pressing his lips to mine, before he runs his nose across my cheeks, placing small kisses along the path to my ear. “Tell me, Cat. Tell me what you want,” he whispers, causing shivers to skate the length of my body, my nipples peaking underneath my clothes.
“Carter… I want you...” I say quietly, almost needy, my hands smoothing up his chest and circling around his neck.
“You sure about that? Because like I said, I’m not running this time. If you want me, you will get me. You will be mine,” he says, still waiting for me to be 100 percent sure that I want to be with him. And I am. I’m all in.
His hands run up and down my back, slowly, almost teasingly, as his lips continue to trail along my neck. I feel my heart beating out of my chest, my breathing has quickened, and the throbbing down below aches for him to satisfy.
I don’t say anything. Pulling away from him, and I hear him take a breath in, waiting for the words, but instead I grab his hand and lead him behind me as I make my way down the hall. I walk quietly past Ivy’s bedroom, but I needn’t have worried; she is snoring and out cold. I walk us farther, to the end of the hall, and into my bedroom, closing the door behind us.
Leaning against the back of the door, I turn to face him. He stares at me hungrily, but there’s still an unsurety there as his eyebrows pull together.
“Carter…” I bite my lip, walking toward him. “Make me yours.'' As soon as the last word leaves my lips, the hesitation he had disappears in an instant. He’s meeting me in the middle in two big strides, grabbing my hips, and pushing me back against my bedroom door.
The movement makes me gasp, and that quickly turns to a moan when his hands grip my jaw and his lips slam onto mine. Our tongues clash as he lowers one hand, lifting me up by my ass, and my legs automatically wrap around his waist. His effortless strength is such a damn turn on.
“You were mine the minute I saw you in the hospital. I let you go once, and I am never fucking making that mistake again,” he growls against my lips. I arch into him, my need for him obvious. His claim on me warms my body from the inside out. He grinds his hips into mine, my back still firm against the door, and I whimper at the friction.
“Carter,” I say breathlessly. “Too many clothes.” I’m panting as I pull at his top, desperate to feel his skin.
He chuckles. “Not so fast, baby. I want to take my time with you. I want to taste every inch of your body. Mark ever curve as mine.” He captures my mouth in his again, the endearment baby making me feel wanton. With my legs still firmly wrapped around his waist, he leans back from me for a second, just enough to lift his top over his head before he’s kissing me again and sending me into a spiral.
My hands grab onto his shoulders as he swivels us around, stalking us to my bed, then tossing me onto the mattress with a bounce that makes me giggle. Leaning over me, he takes my shirt in his hands and rips it from my body, clean down the middle. My breath leaves my lungs in shock, but my arousal skyrockets, completely enraptured by this man. There’s no questioning how much this man wants me.
Standing at the side of the bed, he grabs my legs and tugs me toward him, my body sliding across the sheets. I watch his muscles flex with the action, and my pussy clenches in response.
His hands reach for my jeans, and he undoes them swiftly, pulling them right off my legs, my hands gripping onto the bed underneath me to keep me in place. I’m now left in only in my underwear, my chest heaving with pants as my mind tries to catch up with my body. Carter throws my jeans across the room, joining my t-shirt on the floor, and then his hands are back on my legs, gliding up to my thighs.
He’s making me crazy with his touch. One minute, he’s savage, the next, he’s light and languid. I’m basically squirming beneath him for more.
“You’re so fucking beautiful,” he growls, his eyes unfocused as they roam my near naked body, my skin prickling with goosebumps under his stare.
