Chapter 14
14
MAY
“ I don’t think I can eat another bite.” Still, my eyes scan over the dessert menu. I am stuffed, but who can say no to dessert? Plus, I don’t want the night to end already. I can’t recall the last time I went out and had this much fun. In fact, I never go out. Too many humans out there, all of them practically inscrutable to me.
“How about we get some to go?”
“Oh, I love that idea.” I take another sip of my wine. I should probably stop. I mean, I’ve lost track of how many glasses I’ve had, but they are going down easily.
My face is already warm, but that could be from all the kisses. Not to mention all of Carson’s touches. There's always a part of him that finds a way to brush against me. Every time he touches me, I experience a giddy, excited sensation that floods my entire body. This must be the essence of what a crush is. I never understood how girls could lose their head over a man, but I’m starting to get it. It’s intense and a bit overwhelming.
“We’ll take one of each to go.”
“One of each!” I laugh. He shrugs, as if it's no big deal. I don’t want to see the bill. Do I offer to pay half? Is that what people do on dates? I mean, is this even a date? I have no clue about any of these things.
“I get a sweet tooth at night.” He winks at me.
“I’m the girl you’ll find in her underwear in the middle of the night eating shredded cheese out of the bag in front of the fridge.”
Carson lets out a chuckle.
“It’s not so funny when you find cheese everywhere the next morning.”
“Should we pick up some shredded cheese on the way home?” he teases me. I take another sip of my wine. Is he saying he wants to bust me eating cheese in my panties in the middle of the night?
“I promise you, it’s not hot.”
"And I assure you, anything you do in your panties will be unbelievably hot." The way he looks at me makes me want to believe him. However, I also observe that some of the other women in the restaurant are taking notice of Carson. Women that are more put-together and elegant. Not that I can blame them. Carson is a man you can't miss. He hasn't noticed them, though. His eyes have stayed on me the entire time.
Too soon, our desserts come. Carson doesn’t give me a chance to offer to pay. He takes my hand when we slip out of the restaurant.
“Thanks for dinner.”
“Thanks for coming with me.”
“It was kind of my first date,” I admit. “Oh, not that this is a date or anything. We’re working together. I mean, I, ah, just—” Carson turns me toward him, his mouth coming down on mine, silencing me.
I melt into him, tilting my head back, desperate for more. He flicks his tongue across my bottom lip. I part my lips for him. He tastes so damn good, with a lingering hint of wine. I never imagined kissing could feel like this. That it would make you feel so connected to a person.
Carson teases me, flicking his tongue before drawing my bottom lip into his mouth. My sex grows slick and starts to throb in time with my pulse. Carson grabs my hips, pulling me snuggly into him. I don’t miss how hard his cock feels against me. Which does nothing to help the ache between my thighs.
“I’m getting a lot of your firsts,” he says against my lips. I tilt my mouth back up, hoping to kiss him more.
“We need to get inside.” I let out a small gasp, trying to step back, but Carson doesn't release his hold on my hips. I had completely forgotten we were on the sidewalk with people walking by. I should probably be embarrassed, but I’m too turned on to really care. It’s snowing again, but I’m not cold. Not when he has his arms around me. “Come on.” He hurries us into the building.
The second we’re in the elevator Carson is kissing me again. I’m not sure how we make it inside his place, but at some point, my feet leave the ground. I wrap them around his waist.
“I want my dessert now.”
My back hits a soft mattress, Carson coming down over me.
“What?” I try to catch my breath. “You want to eat?” Heck, I don’t even know what happened to the damn to-go bag. And how can he even be thinking about food? I can’t concentrate on anything else but what’s going on between us.
“You, babe. I want to fucking eat you.”
“Oh.” I snort a laugh. “Right.”
“So fucking cute,” he mutters before he’s kissing me again.
Carson’s mouth leaves mine to travel down my jaw and then to the column of my neck. His hands push my dress up as he moves farther down my body until it’s bunched up around my waist.
“It was laundry day,” I blurt out when I realize which panties I have on. Oh my God! Why didn’t I change them?
“What?” Now he’s the one that’s confused.
“My panties.” I can’t even meet his eyes. “They were on sale.” Why am I still talking? I should probably be quiet, but I can’t seem to stop myself. I mean he’s already seen them, there's nothing I can do about it now.
“Babe, I’d be disappointed if there weren’t little kittens on your panties.” He slips his fingers into the sides of them. “But I’d rather have you in nothing.” Carson pulls them down my legs, stuffing them into his pocket.
“Hey, why–” I shut the hell up when his mouth comes down on my sex in an open-mouth kiss. I let out a moan, my hips bucking, pressing my sex more into his mouth.
Carson pushes a finger into me as his tongue swirls around my clit, teasing it. He pumps his finger in and out of me, his mouth never relenting. I feel so many different sensations at once that it’s both overwhelming and wonderful at the same time.
“Fuck, you’re tight.” He groans against my pussy. His eager tongue laps at my clit. I dig my fingers into the bedding, writhing. I gasp when he latches on, his lips sealed around that sensitive little nub. With every hard suck, it ramps up the pleasure and tension inside my body.
My hips move slightly with the thrust of his finger. Heat spreads through my body but centers where his mouth meets my skin. When Carson hooks his finger inside of me, I come hard on his tongue, crying out his name. Shudders of sweet pleasure roll through me.
“Best dessert I’ve ever had. Addicting. I need another taste.” Carson’s words bring me back down from my high. My body, which was exhausted moments ago, suddenly perks up.
I mean, who am I to deny anyone extra dessert?