“That’s good.” I practically panted in agreement, though mybrain was short-circuiting as his thumb stroked the tender inside of one of my wrists.
“You are going to tell me if there is anything you know you don’t like.” He smelled so damn good, and I dropped my head back against his chest, wondering if my knees might give out beneath me. “Sara, is there anything that’s off limits tonight?” He asked.
I nodded breathily.
“Good.” His nose traced the shell of my ear. “Tell me.”
“I—I don’t want.” I was suddenly afraid of sounding stupid. I’d honestly let this man do anything he wanted to me.
“I’m going to take such good care of you.” Carter’s grip tightened around me, and he kissed the hollow beneath my ear as I swayed. “But in order to do that, I need you to tell me what you’re comfortable with. Can you do that for me, Sara?”
I could hardly think straight, let alone string a sentence together. “I—I don’t want it in my mouth.”
“Good girl.” He murmured against my skin. “Thank you for telling me, and you have my word, I won’t put it in your mouth.”
“Thank you.” I rasped, surprised at the relief that brought me in saying it, the relief I had knowing for certain he’d keep his word.
“You’re welcome.” And then he added, with an arrogant low chuckle, “But what I will do,is put that rainbow sparkler so deep into your tight, wet pussy—play with you for so long, that you won’t even remember your own name.”
I gasped, fluttering around absolutely nothing at all, realizing Carter was so much dirtier than I’d ever anticipated, andfuck it was hot.
“Are you ready for your first real orgasm?” He chuckled far too confidently.
“I’ve had an orgasm before.” I tried to respond smartly, but my voice came out paper thin, giving me away.
“Not like this, you haven’t.” He murmured, his voice a caress against my throat, and my breasts tightened as he gripped thezipper at the back of my dress. “The last rule is the most important one.”
I hummed in acknowledgement because I could hardly speak. My insides felt like a lava lamp—gooey, crumbling and liquefying all at once. Everything in me was molten, for one thing.Him.
“Most importantly, sweet girl, I want you to tell me exactly what you want and where you want it. Understood?” Carter rasped into my ear. “Communication is key to a mind-blowing orgasm.”
“Okay,” I whispered as arousal literally slid down my thighs. I had no dignity left. None. I was desperate for this man, and I wondered if he knew how badly he could hurt me.
“Are you going to be a good girl and follow the rules?”
“Yes,” I breathed, knowing I would do literally anything he asked of me.
“Yeah, I know you are.” Carter rumbled into my ear, and the slow sound of my zipper sliding down was the only sound in the room besides both our heavy breathing.
I shuddered as his fingers trailed over the bare skin of my back, but instead of undressing me immediately, his hand slid around the nape of my neck and everything else disappeared as he claimed my mouth with his. His body was hard and unyielding behind me, but his mouth was soft and gentle against my own, like his lips were offering me a sensuous, lazy hello. The kiss was completely unhurried, despite the fact that his grip on me was tighter than it’d ever been—like he was worried I would slip away in the wind if he didn’t hold on tight enough. Or maybe he just needed somewhere to put all the intensity he was feeling while he kissed meso verygently.
Slowly, he coaxed my lips open and swept his tongue into my mouth, tasting of something familiar and yet not, something I needed more of and something that felt so damn right.
His broad body pressed against mine. Strong, steady, in control, but always listening, each stroke, each touch, a call and response, a sensuous building melody. He groaned when I pushedback against him, and I found that enthralling, the wayheresponded tomytouch.
“You.” He kissed me again. “Are.” He pulled back only for a moment. “Trouble.”
I laughed breathily, but it quickly turned into a moan as he tipped my chin up, igniting a desperate charge between us as he deepened the kiss, almost trembling with restraint as he claimed me, cautiously, carefully—each kiss, each caress coming in waves, giving me time and space to communicate if I needed anything before the next claiming of his mouth on mine. Carter kissed me sothoroughly, it was literally difficult to stand.
Panting, filled with anticipation and need, I finally ground back on him more freely, feeling his considerable length pressing hard into my lower back like a promise. I moaned his name, a desperate plea for some sort of release to the tension that had been steadily building between us for months now.Years actually.And over the last few days, the ache had become excruciating, near unbearable—all of this was either going to lead to the best or worst day of my life.I was going to be left with everything or nothing at all.
“Still want to do this?” he asked, breath ragged as he reached around me to drag the toy out of the bed.
My heart had never beat faster, skin never flushed hotter, as I took a flying leap off the edge of my cliff, knowing that jump would either save or destroy me. “Make me feel good, Carter.” I rasped and then added with a devious smirk, because I just couldn’t help myself. “If you can.”
He groaned, but it was me who ceased to exist as I became nothing more than desire itself when his fingers slid over my bare skin and then lower. “Don’t you know, you really shouldn’t say things like that to a man like me?Tempt me like that.” His eyes shuttered as he promised darkly, “Keep running your mouth like that and I’llmake sureyou don’t remember your name when I’m done with you.”
And I believed him, but maybe that’s exactly why Ibreathlessly egged him on—just for the thrill of it. “That’s quite a promise. Will there be a pop quiz? Do we need a control for this hypothesis?” I smirked and started spelling it. “That’s S-a-r-a-f-i?—”
