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Turning, he grabbed the chair and wheeled it over, sitting right in front of me. He kicked the stool out of the way, holding me steady as he moved closer. Carefully, he positioned one of my legs over his shoulder, the pressure on my wrists loosening some. He held my ass tight, keeping me still. His fire-filled eyes never left mine as his warm breath ghosted over my inner thigh. Then he pulled me closer and devoured me.
I fought to keep my eyes open as his tongue flicked out, teasing my clit. I groaned, my hips shifting in search of more contact.
Carter was a man of relatively few words, but his actions spoke volumes. And right then, I could hear his desire in the way he looked at me, in the way he touched me and tasted my skin. It was as if his entire world revolved around me, and neither one of us could get enough of it.
“Please! Please!” I begged. My eyes welled up. “Please.”
The most beautiful words flowed from his mouth. “Come for me, Buttercup,” he said as he brought his tongue back to my swollen pussy.
And I did and did and did, screaming his name like a curse.
It was possible I had blacked out because the next thing I knew; he was standing, his dick sinking into me. My legs were wrapped around his waist as he rutted into me.
I was still shaking from my first orgasm and the second was already building as he continued to pound into me. He had my hips in a bruising grip. My body felt like putty in his hands as hefucked me senseless while I still hung there. I was moaning incoherently, repeating his name like a prayer.
And then I was coming again.
I could feel his muscles tighten before he growled out, “Fuck,” following me over that edge. Carter stilled, emptying himself deep inside me. My hands were numb by this point, my arms shaking more. But I didn’t care. The world could be on fire, and I was content with it.
Eventually, he pulled out, leaving me empty and needing to be filled again. His cum dripped down my thighs as he gently lifted me off the hook.
Carter placed a kiss on my forehead as he held me. “There you go,” he whispered against my skin, his voice hoarse. “I got you.” He carried us to the couch in the other room and untied me, looking me over before pulling us to lie down.
I had never felt so loved in all my life.
58. LOVE IS A REMEDY
December 16
Day One-Hundred-and-Eleven
Isurveyed the surrounding room, a nod of approval at my handiwork. The office looked like a completely different space and I couldn’t wait to show Carter. I’d been working on it for weeks.
First, I finished organizing the supply closet. It had been a little delayed getting done because I had to wait for the storage bins I’d ordered to come in. When I asked Carter about getting them, he gave me his card and said to order whatever I thought the office and reception area needed. He wanted it to look good, to hopefully attract more customers, too.
Then I had turned to the reception desk itself, seeing there were more papers and outdated catalogs that needed tossed. I created a more efficient area in case Carter decided to hire a receptionist. Maybe I would move myself out there to help until he did. I rearranged the seating area, too. It helped with the flow.
Of course I bought some decorations as well. I ordered a privacy window cling that looked like diamonds when the sun hit it. The first place I had put it up was the door and windows to the garage. I didn’t put the clings fully on these places, just inthe middle parts. I told Carter he wasn’t allowed to come in until it was all finished and even recruited Cassie to help for a few days. I had already put on a fresh coat of paint a few days prior in both the office and reception area.
I had just put the last throw pillow down and sighed with relief that it was all done. I headed over to the office desk, watching Carter work from the camera. I reached over and pressed the intercom button.
“Mmm. That ass sure does look spankable,” I purred. Carter jolted upright, first looking at the phone on the counter, then up at the camera. “I see you, sexy. You wanna earn a raise? Why don’t you show me the goods?” I teased.
Grinning wide, he set the torque wrench down and walked over to the phone.
“The intercom is not a toy,” he said, his voice coming through the speaker in front of me.
“Anything’s a toy if you use it right,” I countered. He shook his head and walked back to the engine he was working on. “Aw, c’mon now. Show me that dick,” I said, barely able to hold in my laughter.
Carter paused, eyes looking up at the camera again. Then he pulled the zipper of his jumpsuit down, every movement slow and deliberate. He shimmied out of one arm and the other, flexing both. I was shocked. My mouth parted some at the unexpected show I was getting.
When he tied the arms around his waist and gave me the finger, I laughed and laughed.
“Tease. No raise for you,” I chided. He shrugged. “When you get a chance, I’ve finished up.” He nodded his acknowledgement, going back to work on the vehicle.
I pulled out my phone, and doom scrolled for a little.
The office door opened not long after—at least, I thought. I wasn’t sure how long I’d been on my phone. He strode in, eyes moving around the space. He whistled.
