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He seems like he wants to talk, but I head straight to my room. I can’t deal with his gorgeous face right now. I close the door on him midsentence.
I quickly undress and get into bed. I’m in small sleep shorts and a tank top. I immediately slide my hand between my legs. I’m soaked. I knew I would be. I’ve been turned on all night.
I immediately slip my fingers inside, giving myself a few pumps before I find my clit and begin slow circles. I start thinking of Carter’s kiss, his hands on my body, his smell, his ridiculous erection. I think of what he looked like tonight in his tuxedo. He looked like a dream. Every woman in that ballroom was salivating over him. He actually seemed completely unaware. That or disinterested.
I grab my breast with my other hand and squeeze my nipple. Oh god. I need to come so badly. I remember the feeling of being in his arms for the first time on the dance floor. His chest pressed against mine. His delicious taste.
That’s my tipping point. I think it takes me less than two minutes, and I finally have the orgasm I thought I was craving all night.
I throw my head back in frustration. Unfortunately, that wasn’t nearly enough. I’m still so fucking thirsty for him.
I toss and turn for hours wondering what it would be like to finally be with Carter. What he would feel like between my legs.
I’m never going to fall asleep. My entire body is overheated. I get up and quietly make my way to the kitchen for some water. I need it to help me cool down.
I lean over the counter. Shit. I want him. What am I going to do? I need to get as far away from him as possible. I can’t let it go there.
All of a sudden, I hear Carter’s deep voice. “What’s wrong?”
I jump in surprise. When I turn around, I see him sitting at the kitchen table with a glass of water. I can’t see below his waist, but he has no shirt on. He’s ripped. His body is gorgeous. I’ve seen it once before, but not when I was feeling this way. Not when all I’ve been imagining all night is that body on top of mine.
He stands, and I momentarily freeze at the sight before me. He looks like a Greek god. All he’s wearing is a small pair of tight, black boxer briefs. His entire body is ridiculous, from his abs to his huge, muscular quads. His legs are so thick, but it’s not until I move my eyes up them that I can feel my heart rate skyrocket. The bulge in his boxer briefs is a sight that can never be unseen.Holy shit.
I may have accidentally said that last part out loud.
I’m suddenly aware I’m wearing next to nothing. I turn around before he sees just how turned on I am. I immediately feel the heat of his body pressed against my back. His arms are around me.
The second his hand touches my bare skin, I ignite like a torch. I don’t think I’ve ever been so turned on by someone simply touching my arm. Maybe it’s the months without sex. I’m pretty sure it’s all Carter Daulton though.
He starts whispering in my ear about our kiss and how much he wants me. He knows I want him too. He brushes my nipples with his thumbs. I swear I almost come again from that contact. I may even moan as I lean into his big, warm body. I can’t seem to help myself.
He slowly runs his hand down my stomach to the apex of my thighs. He cups my sex. I feel an immediate rush of liquid lust.
He whispers in my ear, “I promise to make you come harder than you’ve ever come before.”
Oh. My. God. My body is officially on fire right now.
He asks for some clear indication from me that I want him too. He can’t feel it between my legs right now? But I know why he needs it.
I’m panting like a dog. My head is telling me to go back to my room and lock the door. This is a mistake.
My body is telling me to give into what the greedy bitch wants. And she wants Carter. She wants him now.
I eventually turn around as he takes a step back in waiting. I see this train wreck happening, but I can’t seem to stop myself from climbing aboard.
He wants a green light? I’ll give him one.
I reach my hands down and slowly remove my shirt. I toss it to the side and look at him in challenge. How’s that for a green light, big boy?
His eyes almost pop out of his head. He stares at my breasts. I smile. I do have a great rack.
He immediately charges toward me, but I tell him no. Time for him to show me something too. I’m always up for a few games. Of course, he’s only wearing boxer briefs, so he’ll be completely exposed. I’m good with that.
He gives me a knowing smile as he licks his big lips. Without a single ounce of bashfulness, he pulls down his boxers and tosses them near my discarded shirt, raising an eyebrow back in challenge.
My chin must drop onto the floor. What in the hell am I looking at? I’m looking at the biggest penis in the world. I honestly don’t know how he walks around with that.
He makes a joke about it, and I try to contain my laugh. I’m sitting somewhere between terrified and exhilarated.
