Page 106 of A Forever Love

“Carter…” I’m about to ask him if it’s okay, given how my entire weight rests on his shoulders. But instead of taking a break, he becomes rabid, his mouth unforgiving on me.

“Carter.” My brain is frozen, and I can’t remember any other word except his name.

He sucks on my clit, eliciting another groan from me. I’m curled over him by this point, my head almost touching the back of his neck, and when Carter’s teeth graze against my clit, I fall apart with another loud sob of his name.

I’m still reeling from the shock when Carter places me on the desk beside the bookshelf. His mouth and his jaw are glistening, and he transfers some of that moisture to my skin when he kisses my forehead.

“That was so freaking hot, mittens. Are you okay?” He searches my gaze.

Am I…okay?

I’m marveling at his strength.

I can’t believe I came so hard.

I’m still in shock that we did that.

No, okay is not the word I would use to describe what I am.

Carter’s fingers dig into my shoulders.

“I’m…something,” I whisper.

“Something good?” He grins, and I can only reply with a nod. “Want to feel something good some more?”

I have hearts behind my eyes when I nod again, and Carter’s gleam says he loves my answer. He grabs another book from my bookshelf, and a scrap of paper sticks out like a bookmark—but it’s definitely not mine. He dumps the book into my hands, and before I can read what he’s picked out, Carter lifts me up and doesn’t stop until we’re in the bathroom.

He deposits me onto the counter and then opens the book.

“Can you read this for me, please?” Even though his words are polite, his eyes hold a promise of the impoliteness to come.

My head slowly moves from his face to the page, which is littered with red ink. I scan it over and realize it’s a scene where the heroine is trying to sneak a peek at the hero while he’s in the shower.

Before I can read any word out loud, I hear running water in my bathroom. My head jerks up to find Carter, naked under the shower.

My fingers tighten around the book in my hand, as Carter’s hand moves to his cock, and he starts to pump his already hard organ slowly up and down.

“I can’t hear you, mittens.” He smirks as the water droplets travel down his shoulders to his chest and his endless abs.

I can’t pull my gaze away from his hands and his forearms. There isn’t a bit of embarrassment in his movements, as if he’s used to jerking off with an audience.

“So you prefer watching me to reading that book?” He grins, but his hand doesn’t slack even for a second.

Nothing in this world is more appealing than the scene before me, but I’m not going to give any more fuel to his cockiness. “Only for a few minutes,” I reply slowly, making him chuckle.

“That’s a pity, because after watching you come so hard, I don’t think I’ll last long.” The thick head of his cock bobs until he groans. “Give me those eyes.”

And when my gaze returns to his face, water drips down his skin, sticking to his eyelashes, which fall closed before Carter groans.

“Fuck, Mere.”

His expressions are raw and wild, and I once again feel restless. I must have released a moan, because Carter’s eyes flash open just before he curses. “Fuck, Mere,” he repeats, and then he’s beating his cock ruthlessly.

I’m unable to pull my gaze away when the first shot of cum lands on his stomach and then some more. I am nothing but a bundle of nerves when Carter King falls apart before me.

“Holy fuck,” I whisper. “That was hot.”

After staying in the shower for another minute, he prowls toward me with that seductive grin. He doesn’t even go for the towels, and I all but hang myself around his neck.

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