Page 89 of The One Next Door


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With Rexsafely in Desmond’s care for the rest of the night, Zoe and I made our way back to her place. I’d driven to the park and I was barely in the driveway when she ordered me to park.

“Stop the car,” she commanded.

I did. “What’s wrong? Zoe—”

But the words were barely out of my mouth before Zoe was climbing over the center console and straddling me in the driver’s seat. Her lips were on mine before I knew which end was up, but I wasn’t complaining.

“What got into you tonight?” I asked.

“Ugh,” she moaned, tugging my bottom lip with her teeth. “I’ve been on my best behavior for too long. I’ve been Grown Up Zoe. I’ve been Good Mom Zoe. But now I want to be Party Zoe. Just for a minute.”

“And Party Zoe hooks up in her driveway?”

“Party Zoe does whatever she wants,” she said, dropping her voice to something raspy and sexy. “And she hasn’t come out in a long time.” With that, Zoe sucked on my tongue so hard I was seeing stars.

“I like Party Zoe,” I seethed.

I cupped her lush ass in my palms and squeezed.

“You have no idea how much I’ve been wanting to do that,” I whispered.

“Carter…”

“And how much I want to go down on you and make you scream my name,” I admitted, through gritted teeth. “But I need more room to do everything I want to do with you.”

She scrambled out of the car like her heels were on fire, pulling me behind her. She fumbled with the keys to her front door and when she finally got it open, we tumbled inside, her lips never failing to find mine. I carried her to the bedroom, laying her down on the bed like an offering.

She tugged at my shirt and I pulled it off over my head quickly, loving the noise she made in the back of her throat when her eyes raked over my bare torso.

I unbuttoned her blouse and groaned at the sight of that sheer black lacy bra she was wearing. It was the same one she wore that first night.

“I fucking love this thing,” I whispered.

“I know. I love wearing it for you.”

I worked off her jeans and slid her little black panties down her thighs. I breathed hot and cold over her sensitive skin. She arched back. I pressed my lips to her inner thighs. I bit her flesh and she groaned.

“I need you,” she hissed.

“And you’ll get me.”

I met her half-closed eyes with mine. I wanted to drag this out and really tease her, to drive her so wild she’d come the second I got my tongue on her pussy. But I had no self-control when it came to Zoe Laster, so I dove in headfirst.

“Carter,” she gasped.

I wasn’t easy. I wasn’t gentle. I ate her out like a man on a mission, circling her clit with my tongue before sucking it into my mouth. I got faster. Messier. Gripped her tighter. Grazed her with my teeth.

“Fuck,” she moaned. “More. Want you inside me.”

I pulled away and undid my jeans, shucking them and my boxers to the floor.

“Party Zoe gets what she wants.” I meant it to sound playful, but I probably just sounded desperate and unhinged. I lined myself up with her entrance and pushed my way inside her. She took me easily, bucking up against me as I bottomed out.

“Fuck me,” she groaned.

I threaded my fingers through her hair and pulled it a little as I rocked my hips inside her. She met my thrusts and dug her nails into my back. I relished in the sharp sting. I liked it. It made me feel alive.

“Carter… I—”

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