Page 47 of A Kiss for Carter (The Laws of Love 3)

Chapter 12

Judith’s head fell back against the cushions as sensations washed through her in delicious waves.

She wanted to get closer, to push her thigh between his and crazily rip off both their clothes simultaneously, but she seemed transfixed by his mouth teasing her nipple.As for words, all that came out was a sigh of “ah—ohhh” as an insistent throb started up in a place much lower down.The more Carts sucked and licked her nipple the more her power of speech deserted her.She tried to communicate with her body, pressing herself against him, but it seemed every time she did he pulled away a fraction.

A tiny seed of doubt penetrated her euphoria.

But then he said in a low, husky tone, “Tell me what you want,” and that cracked her wide open.

“Down—lower—please,” she gasped.

He glanced up from the swell of her exposed breast, his eyes glinting behind a devilish lock of hair.“How much lower?”

“Um—a bit.”

“Show me.”He slid his hand down the front of her dress until he got to the fake buttons, which made her moan with frustration.She flapped her hand wildly in the direction of her legs.

“I could always take a different approach,” he suggested huskily.“Like come from below, maybe.”

“I think—yes, maybe that would be best.”

“I’ll do anything you want.”Throatier, with emphasis.“I mean,anything.”

Oh heavens.He was offering her a feast of pleasure.Could she?Ask for theonething Mark had never been that into, the only thing that could guarantee her release.And oh, shewanted that.

White-hot lust surged through her body.

“This…” With feverish fingers, she ruched up her skirt and let her thighs fall open.He made a sound of assent, a deep grunt she could somehow tell was full of awe and appreciation.Suddenly confident, she clasped his shoulders and guided his body down hers until he was kneeling between her thighs.

Gentle kisses ranged along her inner thigh, one by one, circling higher and higher.“Am I getting warm?”

“Uh-huh.”

“Warmer?”

“Mmmmmm!”

The sudden gentle pressure on her clitoris made her practically levitate out of her body.All he’d done, she realised, was press the pad of his tongue on her over her panties.She groaned her encouragement.

He sucked her over the top of her panties, and it had to be the most erotic sensation she’d ever experienced.Rainbows of colour gathered behind her eyelids.She needed more and it couldn’t wait.Barely able to think, she took his hand and guided it under the gusset of her panties.He kissed her fingers and everything was hot and steamy and musky scented as she felt the tug when he moved the little morsel of fabric aside.

And then, oh, oh, oh… the lap of his tongue between her folds, rhythmic, firm, and so utterly perfect until she was writhing with delight.She had to pull a cushion onto her chest and hug it tight because she didn’t have him to hug tight, because, well…obviously, he was down there working…wonders.

Then he slipped a finger inside her.

“Oh—OH—HOT!”She hadn’t realised she’d said it out loud until she felt the vibration of his laugh against her labia and then… he blew on her, right there, where the sensation was most intense.

God help her…

And now he was sucking again, alternating with that shaft of warmth as he blew…

back and forth until—

Hips rocking, Judith bit down on that darn cushion so hard as her orgasm gathered force.But when she came, there was no way to stop the words spilling out of her mouth in a garble of “oh my God”, and “Cart-errrrr!!!”

For a while, she could only lie limp and panting, staring at the decorative plaster rose in the centre of the ceiling and wondering why she’d never noticed how beautiful it was before.

But then he was removing the cushion from her hands and kissing her gently on the lips.

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