Page 67 of Cabin Fever

"You laugh, but what if I made you choose between my butt cheeks?"

I rolled my top lip between my teeth and nodded. "I don't know. I think the butt is a much different animal than the breasts. The backside needs to be viewed together rather than separately to be truly appreciated. Whereas one boob is much more appealing than one butt cheek."

Carter covered his butt with his cast, mouth wide in shock. He had flannel pj's on, so it wasn't as if I could see anything. I rolled my eyes.

"I thought you liked my butt. But you obviously think it can't ever be as sexy as your high and mighty chest."

"I've never had anyone call my boobshigh and mighty, but I guess there's a first time for everything," I said with a giggle.

I reached toward him but Carter turned away, "No. My butt is no laughing matter."

I wondered for a moment if he was serious. Did I hurt him by comparing his butt to my boobs?

"Carter, I'm sorry. The last thing I would ever think is that any part of your body was unattractive. Even when I first came here—that first morning—I couldn't help but stare at your butt. It's hot. You're hot."

I never knew Carter lacked self-confidence about his body. It didn't make sense. The man was the definition of utter control and cool last night as he stood naked doing what he wanted to me. A shudder ran down my spine as I remembered how his fingers dug into my flesh.

Carter's eyes slid to mine as his lips wobbled. "To make up for it, you need to show me both your breasts."

"You big faker. That was your plan all along."

He shrugged his shoulder. "You're right. One butt cheek isn't as hot as one breast, but if it got you to show me both of yours, then what is the harm."

"You would guilt me into showing you my boobs? What sort of monster are you?"

"A horny one."

I should be pissed but heat flooded between my thighs instead. The man still wanted me—he wasn't using me for my name or my money. I turned him on, and he felt comfortable enough around me to joke about his body.

"Fine. I'll remove the blanket. You win this time, farmer."

His eyes were glued to my chest as I let the blanket slip from my shoulders and pool around my waist.

"God, you are gorgeous. Can I kiss them?"

After last night, he could do anything he wanted to them.

"Yes."

He turned and took the tray of food and placed it on the floor.

"Kitty's going to get my breakfast."

I may be horny too, but I was also hungry.

"Let her. I'll make you all the bacon and eggs you want after I finish with you." The same darkness from last night fell over his gaze as he stared at me.

It was as if a switch was flipped and Carter turned on the beast. I groaned and my thighs became slippery with need.

I didn't wait for him to instruct me; I knew what the man wanted. Throwing back the covers, I turned to face him and opened my legs.

His molten stare slid down my body and I trailed my fingers after it. My hand cupped my core.

"Don't hide from me, Olivia."

"Then don't hide from me," I said as I stared pointedly at his shirt and pj's.

He quirked his lips and slid off his top. His erection was bowing the front of his pj's and when he pulled them down, his cock sprung to life. The man looked like a wet dream, especially when his hand gripped his hard dick and began to stroke.

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