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to be in a relationship. But will you be okay with taking it one date at a time? Just have fun with each other with no promises or commitments until we’re both ready for it?”
She gulped. Her voice had deserted her. Or maybe she was in shock.
“And I won’t let you have one-night stands with other guys,” Carter said in a harder tone, frowning.
“Are you serious?”
“Yes. Iam.”
The look in Carter’s eyes forced her to let her guard down, and instantly, delight and relief filled her. She gave in to her emotions and curved her arms around his neck, unable to smother the wide grin that formed on her face.
Carter’s reply was a dazzling smile. And slowly—ever so slowly—he leaned down to capture her mouth.
Electricity zinged through her at that first touch of theirlips. Carter’s kiss was soft yet insistent, his tongue seeking hers and exploring her mouth. She couldn’t help but tighten her arms around his neck. And, oh God, yes, he was already hard.
Carter let out a groan. “Do you want to know exactly what I’ve fantasised about, Cassie?” he asked, palming her ass and pressing her closer to him.
More moisture pooled between her legs. “Yes.”
“I’ve fantasisedabout touching your bare skin,” Carter murmured against her lips as his hands snaked under her shirt and roamed her back.
Her breath hitched and, mindless, she lifted her right leg to give his hips more access between her thighs.
“Cassie,” Carter grunted, grinding his pelvis against hers as he recaptured her mouth for the most searing kiss she’d ever had.
She was lost. All memories of her hornyCarter dreams were rushing in, but they paled in comparison to what was happening in the here and now. And they’d barely just begun.
Carter fumbled with her bra fastenings, unclasping them in a couple of seconds. She gasped when his warm hand cupped a breast, the roughness in his palm exciting her even more.
“I’ve been wanting to touch you like this for so long, Cassie,” he rasped as his thumbsmade circular motions on her already hardened nipples.
“Carter,” she whimpered, throwing her head back against the wall in pleasure.
Carter was quick to capitalise. His mouth travelled to her neck, kissing, laving and nipping.
She didn’t know whether she’d jumped up or whether Carter had lifted her—or whether they’d both moved in unspoken accord. But both her legs were now wrapped around hiswaist and he was carrying her to her bedroom, their lips fusing once again.
Carter put her down by the foot of the bed. She clung to him, her knees feeling like jello. Was this really happening? Or was she having another dream?
“Talk to me,” she whispered, placing a palm on his face. In her dreams, Carter had never spoken a word.
Carter lifted an eyebrow as he gently brushed a strand of hairoff her face. “Talk? What do you want to talk about?”
She shrugged. “Maybe you can continue telling me about your fantasies?” she asked shyly.
Carter grinned. “Ahh, so dirty talk turns you on, huh?” he said, nuzzling her cheek.
“That’s not the reason,” she said in giggly protest.
“No?” he said, grasping the hem of her shirt and lifting it off her. “So if I say I can’t wait to take your nipplein my mouth and flick it with my tongue, that doesn’t do anything?” he asked in a sexy voice.
She gulped. Damn, that sounded good. Real good. Not just what he’d said but how he’d said it.
“Or,” Carter said, pulling her to him and leaning to speak in her ear. “What if I say I can’t wait to lick your pussy and make you come with my mouth?”
“Carter...” she said, meaning for his name to sound likea protest, but it came out like a breathless swoon.
“I want to see how wet you are, baby,” Carter murmured as he tugged her leggings down.
“I’m soaked,” she answered. What was the point of acting coy? Never before had she felt lust this strong. And it had thrown modesty out the window. “Touch me and
She gulped. Her voice had deserted her. Or maybe she was in shock.
“And I won’t let you have one-night stands with other guys,” Carter said in a harder tone, frowning.
“Are you serious?”
“Yes. Iam.”
The look in Carter’s eyes forced her to let her guard down, and instantly, delight and relief filled her. She gave in to her emotions and curved her arms around his neck, unable to smother the wide grin that formed on her face.
Carter’s reply was a dazzling smile. And slowly—ever so slowly—he leaned down to capture her mouth.
Electricity zinged through her at that first touch of theirlips. Carter’s kiss was soft yet insistent, his tongue seeking hers and exploring her mouth. She couldn’t help but tighten her arms around his neck. And, oh God, yes, he was already hard.
Carter let out a groan. “Do you want to know exactly what I’ve fantasised about, Cassie?” he asked, palming her ass and pressing her closer to him.
More moisture pooled between her legs. “Yes.”
“I’ve fantasisedabout touching your bare skin,” Carter murmured against her lips as his hands snaked under her shirt and roamed her back.
Her breath hitched and, mindless, she lifted her right leg to give his hips more access between her thighs.
“Cassie,” Carter grunted, grinding his pelvis against hers as he recaptured her mouth for the most searing kiss she’d ever had.
She was lost. All memories of her hornyCarter dreams were rushing in, but they paled in comparison to what was happening in the here and now. And they’d barely just begun.
Carter fumbled with her bra fastenings, unclasping them in a couple of seconds. She gasped when his warm hand cupped a breast, the roughness in his palm exciting her even more.
“I’ve been wanting to touch you like this for so long, Cassie,” he rasped as his thumbsmade circular motions on her already hardened nipples.
“Carter,” she whimpered, throwing her head back against the wall in pleasure.
Carter was quick to capitalise. His mouth travelled to her neck, kissing, laving and nipping.
She didn’t know whether she’d jumped up or whether Carter had lifted her—or whether they’d both moved in unspoken accord. But both her legs were now wrapped around hiswaist and he was carrying her to her bedroom, their lips fusing once again.
Carter put her down by the foot of the bed. She clung to him, her knees feeling like jello. Was this really happening? Or was she having another dream?
“Talk to me,” she whispered, placing a palm on his face. In her dreams, Carter had never spoken a word.
Carter lifted an eyebrow as he gently brushed a strand of hairoff her face. “Talk? What do you want to talk about?”
She shrugged. “Maybe you can continue telling me about your fantasies?” she asked shyly.
Carter grinned. “Ahh, so dirty talk turns you on, huh?” he said, nuzzling her cheek.
“That’s not the reason,” she said in giggly protest.
“No?” he said, grasping the hem of her shirt and lifting it off her. “So if I say I can’t wait to take your nipplein my mouth and flick it with my tongue, that doesn’t do anything?” he asked in a sexy voice.
She gulped. Damn, that sounded good. Real good. Not just what he’d said but how he’d said it.
“Or,” Carter said, pulling her to him and leaning to speak in her ear. “What if I say I can’t wait to lick your pussy and make you come with my mouth?”
“Carter...” she said, meaning for his name to sound likea protest, but it came out like a breathless swoon.
“I want to see how wet you are, baby,” Carter murmured as he tugged her leggings down.
“I’m soaked,” she answered. What was the point of acting coy? Never before had she felt lust this strong. And it had thrown modesty out the window. “Touch me and
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