Page 37 of The Screwup


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As she let her hands roam over his broad shoulders, the hardnosed rule follower in her screamed that this was a bad idea. But it had been so long since she'd allowed herself an indulgence, and Carter wasright thereand he felt amazing. Maybe she could do this. What's the worst that could happen?

As she pulled off her clothes, Carter kissed her slowly and ran his hands up and down her body. While he kissed her breasts, she pulled down his boxer briefs. His cock was erect, and she took it in her hand. He kissed her long and deeply.

"I really want you," Carter said.

She smiled up at him and spread her legs. She felt his fingers coax her gently.

"I’ll be gentle," he whispered in her ear as he put on the condom.

"Do it," she told him. "I want you." She wrapped her legs around his waist, and she felt him sink inside of her.

"No, I need—"

He silenced her with a kiss. She needed to feel him, needed him to go harder and faster.

"Oh man," Carter said as he came with a groan. "That was just what I wanted." He rolled off of her, then he turned his head and smiled at her. "You know, you were pretty good for a virgin."

Allie was taken aback. "Excuse me?"

"I tried to be gentle since this was your first time."

"Um, no, it wasn’t."

"Wait. What?" Carter said. "But you said you don’t sleep with customers."

"Yes, I implemented that rule after Isleptwith customers and it went south. I had to stick a gun in one guy's face to make him leave me alone," she told him, pushing her hair out of her face.

"Oh," Carter said. He was silent for a minute. "I would have done so many things differently if I had known."

"Ah, I was wondering what was wrong. I’m glad to see that wasn’t your A game."

Carter sat straight up "Are you kidding me? That was great!"

"Eh," Allie said. "I’ve had better. I’d give it a C plus. I got off from it, at least, so it was slightly above average."

Carter looked at her, wide-eyed. He seemed shocked and a little hurt. She patted him on the shoulder.

"You’ll do better next round, chief. It wasn'tthatbad." She was giving Carter a hard time. It was a defense mechanism.He's probably just using you,she told herself.

"I guess I'd better leave before your crazy roommate returns," he said, pulling on his pants.

"So you’re just going to fuck me and leave?"

He gave her a strange look, and she laughed.

"I’m just playing. I don’t care."

He smiled as she watched him dress in the low lamplight. It was nice to have a good-looking guy in her bedroom, she thought. It wasn’t serious, though, and could never be. Carter came from a different world. Besides, she would never see him after he left the military in a couple weeks.

"He'd better still send me money for you," she told Margot after she heard the front door slam. "I’m not running a doggie charity here."

18

Carter

In early January, Carter finally had his final signatures on his EAS paperwork. He was officially done with the Marines.

He passed Allie’s apartment on the way to the airport, where his uncle’s private jet waited. The intimate moment they had shared in her bedroom had been too brief. Carter had wanted to repeat it, but he wasn't sure that she wanted to after the way she had acted. They had texted back and forth, but she hadn't made any indication that she had any desire to repeat their encounter. And now it was too late. He was flying back to Connecticut. Never again would he grace Les DesChamps with his presence.