The sound she made as I dragged a knuckle from her center to clit was a chorus of angels singing. “Again.” I demanded and repeated the motion in reverse, earning a sharp gasp in and a breathy whimper out.
Slick heat fluttered against my hand. “Carter.” She cried and hiked her leg over my hip as I teased her clit and claimed her mouth. I was tempted to sink to my knees and claim her the way I really wanted to. Hike those beautiful thighs up over my shoulders and quench the thirst that had been driving me mad for months now.
“Wait, no.” She groaned against my lips. “You’resupposed to be coming forme.”
I let out a low chuckle with nothing but pure amusement. “I love that you think you can come in here, looking likethat,and boss me around.” I tugged her ponytail, forcing her eyes to mine. “You silly girl.” I reprimanded, nipping at her lower lip. “Don’t you know I’d turn you inside out a thousand times over before I let you get your hands on me?” I watched her closely as I slipped a finger into her for the first time and swore at the tight, wet heat that enveloped my finger. “Fuck, you feel incredible.” I murmured, heart pounding when she made a sound that was most definitely the hottest thing I’d ever heard.
“Ahh Carter.” She gasped and threw her head back against the wall, desperately begging for more.
“Yeah, this is exactly what I wanted.” I rasped, “You’re gonna look so pretty riding my hand, I can already tell.” I slipped a second finger in, eating up the fact that she was already soaked for me,that fast.“You’re going to ride my face next.” I practically purred into her ear, “And then, when your legs finally give out, you’re going to take every fucking inch of me like a good girl, aren’t you?” I was going to be late, but it was worth it.
Her nails dug into my skin as she loosed a strangled noise. Good, let her carve me up while I made a meal out of her.
She was so beautiful like this.For me.“Look at you.” I murmured, curling my fingers, watching her go taut and loose all at once. She trembled, whimpering another one of those glorious sounds when I did it again, tweaking a nipple with my free hand. “Yeah, you like that? Tell me, pretty girl, tell me how much you like that.”
“Y-yes.” She moaned loudly, sinking deeper onto my fingers—and then I heard a voice that made me clamp my hand over Sara’s strangled moan in absolute terror.
“Carter?”It was Liam. Knocking on the bathroom door.
“Oh, shit motherfucker!” I hissed, and Sara whimpered into my hand as I pulled my fingers out of her fluttering pussy as innocently as possible.
Everything was happening all at once. I was a tornado as I frantically grabbed a fresh towel and threw it around Sara, hurrying her into the sauna. From behind the glass door, shemouthed one panicked protest after another. I waved her back away from the glass.
“Carter, you in there?” Liam asked as I shuffled around.
“Uh, yeah, a little busy at the moment.” I threw my hands up in a silent scream.
“Oh shit, are you with somebody?”
“Nope! Just me!” Panic didn’t even begin to describe what I was feeling.
What the hell was he doing over here? It’s not like we’d snuck up on each other and doused each other with ice water in years. Not since high school.
No, something had to be wrong?—
He knew.
Fuck. HE KNEW.
“What’s up? Is everything okay?” I called through the door, trying and failing at steadying my breath.
“Not really.” Liam said, his voice tight. “But I’ll wait for you in the kitchen.”
“Uh, sure, I’ll be down in a couple of minutes.” I said.
Liam didn’t respond, and Sara cracked the sauna door open, still slightly sudsy, and I waved her back. She motioned to herself in silent outrage as soap dried to her skin in the heat of the sauna.
I threw out a frantic hand, silently demanding she stay put. My eyes bulged when I realized the bathroom door wasn’t even locked, and I quickly locked it, listening until I was sure Liam wasn’t upstairs anymore.
“Fuuuuuck.” I whisper-hissed, racing back under the stream of water and quickly rinsing, while Sara sauntered over. “He knows.” I cursed to myself, spiraling.
“He doesn’t know.” I scrubbed furiously, and Sara reached up and grabbed my face in both of her hands. “Carter, he doesn’t know. Why would he?” Fuck, I hoped she was right.
“Do not. Under any circumstances. Come downstairs until he’s gone.” She grinned. “Sara.” I switched to begging, clasped myhands together, pleading desperately. Now wasnotthe time to play daredevil.
“Kiss me and I’ll think about it.”
“Now?” I gaped in full-out panic.
