June
“Shut up and kiss me.”
Our lips collided, teeth clashing, hands tearing at clothes. My negligee and panties hit the floor in a whisper of silk—his shirt dropping on top.
He seized a handful of my dirt-laden hair, his fingers tightening around the strands with a possessive tenderness that sent shivers coursing through me. And with a fluid motion, he spun us as if we were the stars of a grand ballet, our lives entwined in a passionate pirouette.
Our eyes locked as we fell onto the bed, hisweight braced above me.
Is this really happening?
My belly stirred, sending jolts of heat between my thighs as I wrapped them around his waist, his pants an unwanted barrier between us.
“I’ve waited so long for this.” He moved a piece of hair across my forehead and then kissed me as though he would die without our touch.
A smile formed across my lips as he trailed down my throat, nipping and licking. “I think I’ve waited longer.”
His mouth covered my nipple, and he bit down, his tongue flicking over the hard peak, causing me to shudder beneath him. “Semantics.”
I grabbed his belt buckle and tugged. “This needs to be gone.”
“Gladly.” He moved to my other nipple, slipped the pert bud between his teeth, and scraped them against the sensitive flesh.
I gasped, my back arching as I tugged at his jeans.
He grabbed my hands and stood over me, undoing his belt buckle. After a quick fumble with the button, his pants and briefs dropped to the ground, revealing a heavy thick cock hanging between his thighs.
My mouth watered as I retreated further onto the bed. Butterflies fluttered in my belly, my skin tingling with heat.
Carter-freaking-Morgan was in bed with me.
He crawled toward me—the lion stalking his prey, and settled between my bare thighs, his veiny flesh nestled between myfolds.
A soft gasp left my lips as I lost myself in the depths of his dark eyes. Heat radiated from him, igniting every nerve ending in my body.
He grabbed my ankle and brought it to his shoulder, his other hand running down the inside of my thigh. His lips followed in gentle kisses.
Goosebumps raced up my spine.
A deep chuckle rumbled in his chest, rich and velvety, causing me to squirm. My ankle resting on his shoulder as he moved further between my thighs until his kisses ended at my center.
“Carter, I’ve—“
“Shh.”
His tongue flicked out, and my head slammed back into the mattress, a groan stuck in my throat.
My fingers curled into his hair as he lapped at me like a hungry flame devouring kindling. I pressed him closer, my hips rocking against his mouth, seeking that rapturous release.
“That’s it, dollface.” A finger pressed against my entrance, and I let loose a moan as he pushed inside of me, one and then two, in a come-hither motion.
“God, we shouldn’t be doing this.”
Pressure built in my belly, and my leg trembled around his head as his wet fingers worked me into a frenzy.
He withdrew and pushed onto his knees, my hand falling out of his hair. He leaned over me and pressed his two fingers into my mouth. “Taste your contradiction.”
My salty aroma exploded on my tongue as my lips curled around his fingers and sucked.