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I love her taste. Her soft lips. Her active tongue. She’s everything. I need more. Much more.
My hands move all over her beautiful body, and her hands are all over mine.
I move my lips down her body to her breasts, dying to taste them. I take one nipple in my mouth and suck hard, while I play with the other.
She moans as she whispers, “Damn, my mother and Harley were right.”
I look up in question. She pushes my head back down. “It’s nothing. Keep going.”
I work my way to her other nipple. She moans as her grip on my hair tightens.
She eventually pulls my head up and kisses me again.
She kisses her way down my body until she drops to her knees. Most women are extremely intimidated to do this to me because of my size. Reagan’s licking her lips like she’s about to feast on her favorite meal.
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REAGAN
FIVE HOURS EARLIER
“Carter, you’re such a pussy. You can’t even kiss your own fiancée properly.”
His father is literally the biggest asshole on the planet. One of Carter’s most redeeming qualities is that he would wholeheartedly agree with that statement.
I hate how he treats Carter. He doesn’t deserve it.
I look around. There are a ton of people that heard Thomas, and now they’re all chuckling while staring at Carter. In fairness to Carter, he acts like it doesn’t bother him, but how can it not. It bothers me on his behalf.
I know I have feelings for him, and this is a colossal mistake, but I won’t let his father humiliate him. He’s too good for this kind of crap.
I whisper, “Screw him, Carter. Give me a real kiss.”
He shakes his head. Maybe he doesn’t want to kiss me. He looks at me with complete sincerity. “You don’t have to do this.” Or maybe he’s just being chivalrous.
I slowly move my hands from his shoulders to the back of his hair. I pull him toward me. “Just kiss me, Carter.”
He immediately closes the distance and brings his lips to mine. He’s tentative at first, but as soon as I run my tongue across his lower lip, it’s like I unleash a beast.
He pulls me close as he pushes his tongue into my mouth. He’s a really good kisser. It’s the perfect mix of everything you could want. Lips, tongue, suction, need. He tastes good too.
Between the way he’s kissing me, his hands on my body, and smelling his aftershave this close again for the first time in weeks, I moan into his mouth. I can’t help myself.
I feel his erection grow onto my stomach. It seems to go all the way from my lower abdomen over my breasts. That can’t be possible.
I have no clue how long we kiss because it’s so good, and I want it to go on forever, but it seems to go on and on in the best way possible. We’re all lips and tongues and teeth.
His big hands are all over me. Every part of my body is brought to life. I think if he wanted to have sex with me on this dance floor right now, I’d let him.
At some point, I feel an elbow to my side and a throat clear. Harley tells me that we look like Mom and Jackson. I step back in shock. Oh god. Was it that bad? I guess I now understand how they get carried away at times. I honestly forgot we were surrounded by hundreds of people.
I think if I rubbed my legs together, I would come. My body is literally on fire. I look down and see that his is too. Holy fuck. I definitely didn’t imagine the size of that erection.
I can’t let him walk around like that. It’s not something that can be easily hidden. I pull him close to dance again until things calm down for both of us, though I’m not sure they ever really do.
The rest of the evening is a blur. I’m running on auto-drive. I can’t seem to get that kiss out of my mind. I can’t seem to get my arousal under control. I feel like a dog in heat.
We eventually make our way up to the suite. If I don’t come in the next five minutes, I’m going to end up mounting him, and that’s the last thing I should do.
