Chapter 9
OLIVIA
Iscream so loud my throat is raw and I wonder why no one has come to see what’s going on.
Carter is crawling up my body—my completely limp, sated body. Every part of me feels softer than a marshmallow held over a campfire.
Looming over me, grin wide, he says, “Good?”
I can only nod.
“More?”
Oh yes. Definitely more. “Please.” The word whispers through my dry lips.
He leans back on his heels and strips off his shirt to reveal a chest and abs I had no idea existed in real life.
I didn’t get a good look at him last night.
We’d been in such a rush, and then I’d all but bolted before I had a chance to explore this gorgeous specimen of a man. I won’t make that mistake tonight.
Reaching out, I run my hands up his bare chest. “You’re gorgeous.”
Carter chuckles. “Lifting kegs will do that for a guy.”
I have no idea what he means and don’t care. The result is what matters. “I want to explore all of you.”
“Not now. Later.”
“Later?”
He grins at me. “After I fuck our brains out.”
A terrible thought explodes in my head. “I didn’t bring a condom.”
“Don’t worry. I’ve got one.” Pulling his wallet from his back pocket, Carter removes a foil packet from one of the compartments and drops it on my stomach.
I arch an eyebrow. “Prepared.”
“Always. But I have to chuck them out before I use them normally. You better check the use-by date on that one.”
I eye him.
“I don’t fuck around and I haven’t had a steady bedmate in a while.” He pops the button on his jeans and lowers the zipper. With a shake of his head and a scowl, he says, “Just check the damn date.”
Picking up the packet, I turn it over to find the date stamp.
I wasn’t even aware condoms had use-by dates.
Good thing I’ve been going through them quickly.
The thought stops me mid-tear. In the last few years I’ve purchased too many boxes to acknowledge, and while my tally of men isn’t huge, it certainly isn’t small.
Carter grips my chin, tilts my head until my gaze meets his. “Don’t. We do what we have to.”
“I…”
His thumb presses against my lips. “You don’t need to explain yourself.”
“But—”
“No.” He bends over and replaces his thumb with his mouth and kisses my protests away. When he pulls back, I’m breathless and struggling to remember what we were talking about.
“We all need different things at different times. Right now I need to bury my cock in your cunt.”
My eyes sting—blur with the sudden need to cry—and I blink rapidly, push the emotions down. No one has ever not judged me. And I have to admit I’ve judged myself at times. But Carter doesn’t. He accepts me exactly as I am. “Thank you.”
“Don’t thank me yet, Princess. I haven’t done as promised.”
“Oh?”
“I still need to fuck both our brains out.”
The grin he gives me makes my stomach swoop and I can’t stop my lips from curling in response. “Then you better get on that.”
Carter gaze turns molten as he looks me up and down. “You might want to get those clothes out of my way. I’m tempted to tear that blouse open, but it looks expensive.”
I shiver. The man has a way with words; his dirty mouth and scorching looks have me melting with hot need. “Are we getting naked?”
“No. Just undo the buttons so I can get at your tits.” He pushes to his feet and shoves his jeans down his thick thighs to reveal his straining erection. “And bunch the skirt up around your waist, if it’ll go that far.”
I wiggle my skirt up with ease and then get to work on my blouse. By the time I finish, Carter is on his knees between my thighs again, his cock covered with the condom, and I can’t seem to pull my eyes off it. I lick my lips.
“Yeah. I’m gonna want you to do that later, too, Princess.”
My gaze darts up to meet his. “What?”
“Suck my cock to the back of your throat.”
My mouth waters and my pussy clenches. The idea of taking him between my lips gives me a thrill I didn’t expect.
I’ve never sucked a man before. Colin was a straight missionary man—he got on, got off, rolled off—and the men I’ve been with since were single use. We fucked, that was it.
But I want to taste Carter. Want to know what it’s like to have a guy come in my mouth.
“When?” The question is out before I think it.
“When what?”
“When can I suck your cock?”
He laughs. A deep belly laugh that tightens his abs and makes his cock bob. “One step at a time, Princess. Fucking brains out right now, remember?”
“I remember.”
“Then spread those sexy legs and let me get in you.”