“It’s a secret,” Lucas went on. Then he shocked me by winking. “It’s our secret though.”
“I’ll see you tomorrow, okay?” I held out my hand after standing up, offering it to him.
Lucas took it, trusting me, and bringing just a little bit of brightness to this shitty ass day.
While Bria walked out with Lucas, I stood by Avery’s side and watched them go.
“Be at my house tonight before dinner.” She leaned into my shoulder. “You’re doing a good thing, Carter. And I’m so tired of trying to push you away.”
I pulled out my phone and checked the time. “I’m off at six. I’ll be there by six-thirty.”
Avery started to walk away and I watched her ass sway the entire time. I didn’t even care when she looked over her shoulder and caught me staring at her ass. “Wear something comfortable.”
Turns out, we didn’t have dinner.
As soon as I knocked on the door at exactly six-thirty, Avery had it open and was pulling me inside by the hem of my shirt.
“Kay,” she announced. “This is my living room.” But she didn’t let go of my shirt.
I went willingly, letting her guide me through the house and to the bedroom at the end of the hall.
“This is my room.” She finally let go only to turn around and immediately start stripping. “You had the tour, now get naked.”
“Um.” I didn’t know what to say, but my dick sure liked the potential attention and the view.
Her shoes were kicked off, and she propped one hand on her hip, just staring at me.
“What?”
“You don’t have to do this,” I said suddenly. “I mean, we don’t have to do this.”
Avery laughed, right in my face. “You told me the ball is in my court, Carter. I want this. I’ve wanted this since that night. I’m just … stubborn.”
I snorted in response. Without a doubt, she happened to be the most stubborn woman that I’d ever met in my entire life. And she tortured me, just for fun.
Avery pushed me back on the bed, and I immediately had flashbacks to her putting her underwear on my face and abandoning me. My heart started racing and my palms began sweating almost uncontrollably.
“Avery, I don’t think I can take it if you tease me again ... and then leave.” I admitted. “I’ve got PTSD from it. No blindfolds, okay? Not for a little bit, at least.”
She laughed again, this time twirling her hair around her finger. “Do me a favor, Carter.”
I stared at her, waiting for her to open her mouth. I expected her to tell me that she’d made a mistake. That I needed to leave or that she didn’t want this. After the day I’d had, it’s what I expected to happen, because that was just my luck.
My throat seized up when she started to take off her pants and I saw she wasn’t wearing underwear. That tuft of hair called to me, beckoning for me to touch it, to taste her.
“What’s that?” My eyes didn’t leave her thighs, and my mouth started to water at the thought of having her legs wrapped around my head.
“Shut up and get naked before I kick you out.”
My heart started beating again, racing so fast I thought I’d pass out with the sudden change in blood flow.
As I stripped my shirt off and lifted my ass to take my pants off, I gave her the only answer I could. “Yes, ma’am.”
“Hey Carter?”
“Mm?” I was too busy stripping down and watching her body to formulate words.
Her smile sent a shock straight to my dick. “Where are your handcuffs?”
15
Avery
The look of absolute terror that overcame Carter’s face as I asked for his handcuffs set me into a peal of laughter that I couldn’t contain.
If his dick hadn’t still been rock hard, staring straight at my ceiling, I might have thought I turned him off. But if anything, it throbbed and grew a little more with the threat.
“That’s not funny.” He growled from his position on the bed. “Not funny in the slightest, Ms. James.”
“I dunno,” I admitted. Then I climbed onto the bed only wearing a t-shirt. I’d slipped my bra off without actually taking it off, which had his eyes wide in awe a few moments before. “I thought it was pretty funny. I mean, we already used my underwear. I’d be game for a little handcuff play.”
I straddled him then, pressing my lips to his in the kiss I’d been hopelessly needing for the last week. Desperate and unashamed of it; I needed him. Needed the power he held and the way he pushed for more.
Speaking of which, his tongue pressed against the seam of my lips and I was only too happy to oblige him.
A moan escaped my lips, and Carter surprised me by reaching up for my hips and grabbing tightly before flipping us so that he laid between my legs. His hands explored my body, but he snarled when he met the fabric of my shirt.
“Shirt. Off.” Two words, that’s what he broke the kiss to say, and he watched as I pulled it off, letting my entire body lay there before his eyes. “Yes.” I moaned when he reached down and pinched one of my nipples between his fingers. “Fucking perfect.”
He leaned down and pulled my other nipple into his mouth and I practically came from that alone.
“Carter,” I moaned after saying his name, needing more.
Feeling his smile against my skin rather than seeing it, I laid my head back and closed my eyes while he touched my body. When he reached the scar on my stomach I froze, ready to throw him out and ruin the fun we were having. Only he didn’t ask. Didn’t question me about the injury. Instead, he kissed my scar gently and went back to the mission at hand—making me squirm and beg for more.
“Waited for fuckin’ ever to have you.” Carter moved down my body. “Gonna take my time now while you can’t get away.”
“Less talking,” I whispered brokenly.
My body was his, wet and ready for him. But when he pressed his mouth to my clit without even having to search for it, I screamed in pleasure.
“What the fuck!”
He chuckled, and pushed one finger inside my slick heat, making me groan in pleasure again.
“Gotta give me at least one, before we do this.”
His mouth sucked on my clit and his fingers hooked upward, looking for my g-spot but not digging and fumbling around ignorantly. Carter knew what the hell he was doing and it turned me on even more. When he ran his finger over it and my body shot off the bed in shock, he laughed again, with my clit between his teeth.
“There it is,” he mumbled. “Give it to me.”
I wanted to call him cocky, to tell him to shut up. Except he was too busy giving me the best orgasm of my entire life. So, I didn’t say anything at all. Instead, I let my body quiver and shake with pleasure. I watched the stars shoot across my vision, and let my body fall limp when he was done.
“Thanks for that.” The words came out garbled, and I could hardly believe they’d come from my mouth. My whole body tingled with awareness, pleasure coursing through my blood, every second stretched out longer than I thought possible. “You can go now.”
Carter kissed the inside of my thigh, his lips spread in a smile I felt rather than saw. “Mhm.” Another kiss. “You don’t want that.”