Chapter One
I can't stop staring at the diamond on my finger. Its weight feels strange but thrilling. The ring catches the light as I slip on my emerald silk dress. My heart flutters with excitement. This is real. Carter and I are engaged. I smooth my hands over the fabric and take a deep breath, trying to calm my nerves.
"Eve? Are you ready, love?" Carter’s voice calls from downstairs.
"Just a minute!" I shout back. I give myself one last look in the mirror. My cheeks are flushed, my eyes bright. I look exactly how I feel—overjoyed. I head downstairs to meet my fiancé.
The dining room of the B fresh, sharp, wet, and clean. I moan into his mouth as he pushes me down onto the bed, his mouth leaving mine to trail kisses down my jaw.
“Please? Please take me, please, Carter,” I whisper against his lips. “I’m yours. I need you so badly.”
“We’ll get there. Have a little patience, princess,” he reminds me.
I groan at his words, not feeling an ounce of patience inside of me.
I need him everywhere all at once, and I need him now.
He brushes my hair away from the column of my neck, slowly kissing and nipping the sensitive skin he finds there, sucking at my pulse point. I slip my free hand around his back, beneath his jacket and shirt. Finding a hot, smooth expanse of skin there, I rake my nails delicately across his lower back.
He growls at me, moving his mouth down to explore my collarbone, the top of my breasts. His mouth is delightfully hot and wet. He kisses my breasts, shaping them with his hands. I can feel the wet heat of his mouth searing my skin.
“Fuck,” I murmur. “That feels so good.”
I toss my head back and bite my lip, moving my hand around to feel the sharp lines of his hip and Adonis belt. He growls and pulls back, stripping off his suit jacket and pulling his shirt over his head.
My eyes widen at the sight of him, just as they do every single time I see him naked. He is perfect, from his muscular arms and rippling abs to his clenched jaw and the sheer need in his eyes. The fact that it’s me that he needs sends a thrill right through me.
Just looking at him makes me high. It’s like someone has just given me a hit of something strong, and now I’m in a free fall, totally out of control.
When he starts caressing my hip, I groan and reach for the zipper on his fly. I unzip his slacks and get my hand inside, wrapping it around his long, thick, hot cock.
Carter groans and lets me work my hand up and down his length briefly. The skin of his cock feels velvety soft in my hand, hot and veiny. I bite my lip and watch his face, monitoring his reactions.
His eyes roll back in his skull for a minute, but soon he loses patience with my hand. He pushes me onto my back, kissing my newly bared breasts with such enthusiasm that I laugh a little, my head tipping back as I arch into his kisses. His tongue feels a little bit raspy on my nipples, as though he were part cat.
I open my legs and urge him to lie between them, guiding him with only my feet. He reaches between us and slides a finger across the top of my panties, pushing them down a little.
He groans with frustration when he realizes that it’s impossible for him to touch me like that. He rolls us both over so that I’m on top, then starts pushing my panties down over my hips and thighs.
“Get these off,” he orders.
I’m only too happy to oblige him. It’s the work of only a few seconds to strip myself completely. When I return to his embrace, I find him looking at me like I’m a prize fucking mare.
“God, you’re so beautiful, Eve,” he murmurs, running his hands down both my sides.
I blush bright pink. “Thank you,” I whisper. “You’re not so bad yourself.”
Carter pulls me back down to kiss me. I push down his slacks, anxious to have him inside of me. His cock touches the inside of my thigh and we both groan.
God, this needs to happen right fucking now. I’ve been thinking about having him inside of me again for hours and I’m done waiting.
Reaching down, I grab his cock and position the blunt head to press against my pussy lips. I’m more than ready for him, wet with excitement.
But he stops me. I sigh with frustration as he slowly shakes his head.
“Not yet, babe.” He grips my thighs with his hands and begins to pull me up towards his head. “Sit on my face.”
“Carter!” I gasp.
“I’m not asking, Eve,” he says, flashing me a menacing look. I know I could refuse if I wanted to but I’d be crazy to do so. Instead, with the sweetest surge of anticipation, I lift myself over his face, straddling his head. He looks up between my thighs as I lower myself, his eyes widening with delight.
“My god, look at you,” he whispers. “Yes, babe, come here.”
I land on his mouth and it’s like instant heaven. His warm, wet lips and tongue move expertly against my pussy. His hands still on my thighs, pull me down, until my hips are grinding into his mouth, my clit deliciously pressing hard down on him.
Something happens inside of me, a primal release from deep inside that illicit deep growls from my mouth as I grind down onto Carter’s mouth. My hips begin moving on their own, sliding around his mouth in small, sensuous circles. Being able to control exactly where the sensation lands is wildly exhilarating. I grind and push against him, and his mouth keeps going, sucking and nibbling and scraping against my clit until I’m shuddering and shaking and gripping onto the wall behind his head to keep from falling off the bed.
My orgasm crashes through my body with the force of a tsunami, rolling delicious heat through every inch of my flesh. My thighs quiver and shake as I scream Carter’s name.
He moans into my pussy until I can’t take it any longer. I slump over and off of him, a puddle of limp happiness as I catch my breath.
Slowly, he draws me close, his hands sliding over my skin, his caress gentle and firm.
“That was incredible,” he whispers.
“I was afraid to suffocate you,” I reply.
“What a way to die,” he says, making me laugh. He kisses me, his lips tasting like me now, waking my body back up as I begin to writhe around him.
“Get back on top, babe,” he says, pulling my hips back over him. His cock is raging hard now, pressing against my slick, wet pussy.
“Hey,” he whispers, looking into my eyes. I pause, biting my lip. He moves his hand up to my face, pushing back a strand of hair that is caught against the wetness of my lips. “Go slowly for me, princess. I’m close enough already and I’m not even inside of you.”
I lean down, kissing him gently.
“Okay,” I hiss, my heart beating wildly in my chest, my pussy quivering with the sweetest anticipation I’ve ever felt in my life.
At the same time, I push myself down ever so slowly, impaling myself on his beautiful cock. The fingers of one of his hands slip into my hair and knot there.
He grunts as my pussy stretches to take his whole cock. His free hand wanders down to my breasts, shaping them and pinching a nipple. Then his hand pushes me back and meanders down to my pussy, his fingers finding my clit.
“Fuck!” bursts from my lips. My pussy feels so incredibly full; his fingers tap out a rhythm against my clit that makes me writhe.
And then he starts to bounce my whole body up and down on his cock. I look up at the sky, my mouth opening, sensation blossoming. It flows from my pussy up to my tits. My whole body tightens.
Carter stops suddenly, making me hit him with my balled up fists. “Don’t stop!”
He growls and uses all his strength to flip our positions, his weight settling against me in my core. “Be good for a minute, princess.”
He starts to withdraw and plunge back inside my pussy, moving so slowly that I could scream. I writhe underneath him, needing more. “Faster, Carter. Please.”
He picks up my legs and puts them over his shoulders, moving faster just like I begged him to. His cock swells hotly in my pussy. My hand slips up around the nape of his neck into his hair.
I close my eyes, the sensations driving me ever closer toward the edge as he rams into me, over and over. “Carter, yes…” I whisper. “God, that’s it. Right there. Don’t stop…”
He kisses me, a breathless affair. And then he starts fucking me with short, staccato movements, jackhammering his cock into my pussy, just the way I want it, the way I need it, the way only Carter can give me.
“Oh god, oh god, oh god,” I repeat over and over. I can barely breathe. I make noises but I’m not sure what I say or sound like. I am only aware of the friction between our bodies, of the spring deep inside of me that tightens and tightens, slowly, bit by bit, until I burst.
I come without warning, shaking, screaming, gripping Carter with my legs, my pussy clenching him hard as I spasm on his cock. Inside I’m falling off the edge of a precipice into a canyon of sensation, crashing toward the shore like a tsunami.
Carter stiffens and cries out something I don’t understand, pumping into my body, his release hot and searing as he explodes in my pussy in long wet lashes.
“Fuck, princess,” he mumbles, slowing at last. “Christ.”
A note of laughter bubbles to my lips. I’m high, I think; high on him. Carter leans down and kisses my lips so passionately and forcefully that I lose my breath all over again.
When he pulls out of my pussy and lies down beside me, we are both still struggling to breathe.
He gathers me in his arms, a sleek sheen of sweat on our skin. Our hearts beat wildly in our chests and he holds me so close, his hand in my hair, my head on his shoulder.
“I love you, Eve,” he whispers, so softly I can barely hear him. He pulls my head up, his eyes searching mine. “I love you, princess.”
A slow smile spreads across my face and it feels like it extends to the rest of my body, until I’m pulsing with pleasure and happiness.
“I love you, too, Carter,” I whisper back.
I bow my head, nuzzling the crook of his neck, and think about what a lucky woman I am.