He shrugged incredibly arrogantly. “Truth,I’d be more thanhappy to test my theory.” His smirk was wicked. “Allyouhave to do is ask.”
My kryptonite. Speaking up for myself. And he knew it. I fidgeted, not quite able to voice what it was I wanted—why was it so damn hard to ask for what I wanted?
“I dare you.” He whispered encouragement. “Tell me what you want, pretty girl.”
I wantedhim!Obviously! I wanted him so fucking bad, and he wasn’t going to make a move until I explicitly asked him to. Why did he have to be so damn chivalrous?
Everything ached with pounding desire as his gaze dragged over me, just waiting for me to say the word, but what if he couldn’t do it? What ifIcouldn’t do it? By myself, sure, kinda, I could make it feel good, but I wasn’t entirely sure if I wasreallyfinishing. With someone else—I’d never even gotten close.It’d always been way too fast, over before it ever really started feeling good.
Then again, I’d never been with anyone like Carter before. Never with someone I wanted this badly. Who turned me on this much.
Who felt this right. Thissafe.
What I wanted was dangling right in front of me, just waiting for me to reach out and grab it.Him.
I couldn’t quite do it though. So instead, I grabbed the next best thing. The sparkling pink thing.
Carter’s chest rose and fell with every heavy breath he took just a few feet away, still glued to that same spot.
Fisting the heavy rubber sparkler, I pulled it into my lap, completely embarrassed by the monstrosity of the thing. “I dare you.” I rasped. “To prove you can make me come ten ways to Sunday—with this.”
That was all it took.
His eyes gleamed, as he crooked his finger. “Stand up.”
CHAPTER 32
Noodles for Legs
SARAFINA
Heart racing, I slid off the bed and stood as Carter closed the space between us in two powerful strides. “Turn around.” Carter’s jaw flexed as the air filled with thrilling anticipation. I looked up at him nervously as the intoxicating scent of him enveloped me and heat surged through me. “Do you trust me?” he asked, his voice filled with quiet calm. I looked at him for a long moment and knew I did, I trusted him more than anybody in the world, so I nodded yes. “Good. Turn around for me, sweetheart.”
I turned slowly, fingertips tingling, knowing I was handing over my power, giving him the ability to crush me if he wanted to, but I did it anyway. Reckless, stupid, and greedy, I did it anyway.
I stood there, waiting for him, feeling like I was about to combust just at theideaof him touching me. Behind me, I heard a drawer open and close and then, a moment later, the warmth of him was hovering behind me, the heat of his breath on my neck, making me shudder.
Carter slid his wide hand over my stomach and pulled me flush against his strong, solid body from behind. I clamped down on a moan as he gently fisted my hair and tilted my neck to the side, the caress of his breath at my ear, as he said, “I’ve been dyingto get my hands on you all night, pretty girl.” His voice was gravelly. “Should we lay down some ground rules, seeing as this is technically a dare?”
“Sure.” I instinctively arched back as his lips grazed my neck, leaving me breathless and desperate.
Carter chuckled, and the sound vibrated against me. “To prove my theory, that you aren’t broken—I’m going to use your cute, sparkly little unicorn horn to make you come ten ways to Sunday.” He rumbled. “Agreed?”
“Agreed.” I nodded dizzily. He wasn’t even doing anything yet, and I was already disintegrating under his touch. The power he held over me was thrilling and terrifying. I’d always been susceptible to his charm, his kindness, always been a weakling in that regard.
“And tonight, just so we’re both on the same page, I’m only going to penetrate you with this.” Carter took the dildo from me and tossed it onto the bed. I. Was. Dripping. He stroked my neck, and my eyes fluttered. “Are we agreed? Dildo penetration only?”
Was I dreaming? I must be dreaming. There was no way I was really this bold, this daring, this willing to leap off a cliff, knowing I might splatter at the bottom. “Agreed.” The word came out strangled as I tried to catch my breath.
“Good.” Carter hummed, bringing me back into my body with the simple caress of his fingers over my skin. “Now for the rules.” I whimpered as he nipped at my ear, and his voice was calm and commanding as he began. “You are going to tell me if you want me tostopat any point.”
“Okay,” I breathed, doubting that would happen.
“You are going to tell me if you’reuncomfortableat any point.”
“Carter.” I fidgeted nervously.
His hands came around my body to grip both my wrists and still me. “I want you to feel safe with me, sweetheart.Always.”
