Page 46 of Carter's #Undoing

Seventeen

SERENITY

“How are you?” I asked after Carter’s family left.

“Surprisingly, I feel good since I got to see them all,” he said.

I smiled. “Trust me, this made their year.”

Seeing Carter with all his family made me realize how incomplete the Maddens were while he’d been away. He was the missing link to their strong Madden chain, and I loved seeing Carter with them even if he was nervous and unsure of what to say.

“How do you feel after tonight?” he asked.

Walking over to where he was standing, I wrapped my arms around his waist. “I felt proud at the way you were handling their questions and accepting that they were hurt.”

“Oh yeah?”

I nodded. “Yep.”

His hands dropped down to my ass. “Do I get rewarded for being such a good boy tonight?”

“Oh my God, you’ve been around Colt too long,” I said with a laugh. “I guess that depends on what kind of reward you have in mind.”

“The naked kind,” he murmured, kissing my neck. “Did you see how big that shower is?”

“Forget the size,” I teased. “Did you see the long bench?”

Carter pulled back. “Bench? Well, damn, Serenity. Why are we still talking if Crayson got us staying in a hotel room with a bench in the bathroom? I almost want to call his gloating ass now and tell him thanks for all the fucking we’re about to do.”

I was laughing so hard, I couldn’t think of a good comeback before Carter had picked me up and thrown me over his shoulders.

“I swear, put a black man on a mountain and he won’t let you walk anywhere without throwing you over his shoulder.”

In response to my teasing, Carter slapped my ass, the feeling shooting straight to my aching pussy. He only put me down when we reached the bathroom, both of us making quick work of our clothes.

Carter started the shower, giving me a great view of his bitable ass. I would have stared at it longer, had I not caught sight of myself in the mirror.

Wow …I didn’t know any woman who didn’t have at least one thing she wanted to change about her body and I was no exception. However, I hadn’t really paid attention to how well-sexed I looked now compared to all the years before. I’d had sex since Carter, but I’d never been with a man who made me feel as beautiful as he made me feel.

“Are you checking yourself out?” he asked.

I laughed. “Maybe.”

“Go ‘head then,” he stated, and he meant it. He stepped back, standing to the side, allowing me to finish my appraisal, but I got distracted watching Carter through the mirror. I let out a low breath that kind of came off like a cat whistle, but Carter was worth every sound. His body was gloriously flawed, yet perfect, which only made me that much wetter when I thought about how much of a beast he was in the bedroom.

Walking behind me, he started tweaking my nipples and rubbing his hands over my thighs, both of us watching the interaction through the mirror. I didn’t think I could ever prepare for the feeling I had when he slipped his fingers inside of me like he was now.

I cried out, the feeling too good to hold it in. Carter kissed and nipped at my neck, dragging his tongue along my collarbone before turning me around and erotically dipping his tongue into my mouth.

We backed toward the shower and stumbled past the glass, the hot water only intensifying the electrifying heat I was already feeling all over. I backed Carter into the bench until he sat down, straddling him before he was even able to get comfortable. Slightly lifting my body, I eased him into me, my pussy throbbing with every delicious inch.

“Fuck,” he growled, grabbing my ass and making sure he didn’t slip out as I rode his dick in a way I’d been wanting to do since we’d been in the cabin.

The water was hitting my back and we hadn’t even bothered to lather up with any soap, yet, everything about the moment felt like exactly what it should be. I kissed his earlobe, running it through my teeth a few times, rewarded by his deep rumblings of passion. My orgasm was close, but I wanted to bring him deeper and the stone bench was unforgiving.

“What do you need?” he asked, sensing my hastiness.

“I need you deeper,” I told him.

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