Page 35 of Carver's Obsession

He was done with his body within a minute, turned off the water, and reached for another towel to wrap around his waist.

He lifted her onto the counter and dried her body before squeezing the water out of her hair. From then, he sprayed the conditioner in her hair the way she liked and combed through it. He blow-dried her hair until it was damp because he could tell her energy was at its end, and she was starting to droop.

“Let’s get our teeth brushed and then into bed.”

He held her steady while she brushed her teeth and lifted her again. He set her on the mattress and covered her with the blanket.

“I’ll be right back.”

He brushed his teeth, turned off the light, and stripped out of the towel before lying beside her. He tucked her back against his chest and wrapped an arm around her waist. He couldn’t believe how much fun she was and there was never a dull moment. He thought the normal women would be more timid and steady, but instead, they were wild, and the guys had to keep their eyes on them constantly. Instead of resenting it, he looked forward to seeing what they would do next.

He wouldn’t have believed it if someone had asked him a year ago if he’d have an old lady and would be back home with the only family he’d ever known. He never thought he’d feel so content and happy, and he knew much of it had to do with the woman in his arms. He couldn’t see his life without her.

Carver pressed a kiss to the back of her head. “I love you, Little Worm.”

“I love you, too,” she whispered.

He had thought she had fallen asleep.

“I hope you learned your lesson tonight,” he said.

He heard her snort.

“I hope you learned yours, too.”

His brows rose in surprise. “Oh, what’s my lesson?”

“That I’m not going to stop trying to make you crazy. It’s too much fun.”

“Even when I punish you?” he asked.

She giggled. “If tonight was punishment, expect me to get in trouble every day.”

He rolled his eyes. Jesus. He wouldn’t be able to handle that shit.

“I’ll just have to change how I deal with you.”

She rubbed her ass against his cock, which never seemed to deflate since he had been with her.

“You can try.”

He grunted. He should feel some apprehension, but all he felt was anticipation. Fuck, he knew he was in for it, but he wouldn’t have changed a thing.

“Go to sleep, Little Worm.”

She growled but then settled down.

She was his forever, and he was never letting her go.

The End

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