Page 79 of Fall to Me
I nod into his chest, knowing his words are sincere. The one thing my dad has never done is lie to me.
“Love you, bug.”
“I love you too, Daddy.”
Carter walks into the stable, and Dad releases me, wiping his eyes and placing his cowboy hat back on his head. He approaches Carter and holds out his hand for a handshake, then pulls him in for a hug. They slap each other on the back, and as Dad walks out, Carter steps in front of me, wrapping his arms around me.
“Good talk?”
Nodding, I look up at him. “Yeah. Really good talk.”
Pushing to my toes, I bring his head down to kiss me. When Ricochet whinnies, Carter pulls back and looks over my shoulder, and his eyes dance with mischief as one side of his mouth lifts into a devious smirk.
“Go shut the stable door, Kitten.”
My boots click along the concrete floor. Doing as he instructs; I pull the door closed. His bare, tattooed back is facing me when I turn around. A riding crop rests in one hand, and he reaches up, pulling reins off a hook with the other. He turns around, his camo pants hanging low on his hips and his piercing eyes locked on mine.
“Strip,” he commands.
I look around nervously, scared someone might barge in.
“Don’t make me repeat myself, Kitten.”
Holy shit. The authority his voice holds causes a throb between my legs. Doing as he says, I take off my clothes, starting with my shirt and bra. The cold air hits my nipples and causes them to harden. Carter adjusts himself and walks towards the middle of the stable.
“You know someone could come out here.”
“Does this look like the face of a man who cares? I was well-behaved last night, but right now, I need my wife.”
I kick off my boots and pull off my socks. The cement feels like ice beneath my feet, but I keep moving forward, anticipation building in my core as I saunter over to Carter until I’m standing right in front of him.
“Jeans off. Now.”
I strip off my jeans, leaving my panties in place.
“Oh, now you’re just being a brat.”
He reaches to one side, ripping the lace, then does the same with the other side. As my panties hit the ground, his mouth finds my nipple. He swirls his tongue around the peak, and his teeth nip and tug. The sting shocks me. I jerk back, but he pulls me in closer. He licks the valley in between my breasts, then moves to the other nipple. As he raises to his full height, I see nothing but heat in his eyes. Grabbing my wrist, he leads me to an empty stall and opens the door. The leather strap rounds my wrist, and he secures it with the clip.
Carter tosses the strap over the bar that crosses the top of the stall doorway and pulls, hoisting my right arm, leaving it suspended in the air. After placing a kiss to my left wrist, he then secures the leather strap around it. My arms are pulled tight above my head, and the clips dig into my wrists as I stand there, facing the wall, naked and waiting, my body trembling. Not fromfear. I know Carter won't hurt me or go too far, and I need this from him. Anticipation has me trembling.
He leans down and speaks low into my ear. “I may be a nice guy, Kitten. But there’s nothing nice about the things I want to do to you right now.”
The riding crop comes down on my ass. The sting spreads right over my tattoo where I branded his name.
“Mmm,” I moan, as my core throbs.
Looking over my shoulder, I watch as he lightly drags the crop down my spine and across my lower back, the leather feeling cool against my skin. Another snap echoes around us as the crop comes down again. Carter reaches around me and slides his fingers along my pussy.
“So wet for me already. Such a greedy little thing, aren’t you, pet?”
Holy shit.
My hips buck against his hand as he pushes two fingers in.
“Oh, fuck,” I moan.
He wraps my long hair tight around his fist, my head jerks back, and his lips crash to mine as he fucks me with his fingers.
