“It’s not?” she asks, confused, her eyes still dilated. She’s staring straight at my mouth. My smile broadens. I like knowing my kiss has affected her so much .
“Your birthday is tomorrow,” I tell her .
“Oh,” she whispers. “Will you kiss me for my birthday ?”
I’m pretty sure she doesn’t know what she’s asking .
“You like my kisses ?”
“So much,” she whispers. “I’ve been dreaming of them forever .”
“Do you dream of me doing more than kissing you ?”
“Carson,” she mumbles, her eyes moving to the floor, her face flushing to a deep pink. I take the small step forward, closing the distance between us, and put my finger under her chin to bring her gaze back to my face .
“Answer me, honey,” I order her gently .
“That’s not really fair, Carson .”
“What’s not fair ?”
“You asking me questions and just demanding I answer them. What about you? Do you dream of me ?”
“Every fucking night,” I answer without hesitation .
“See… What?... Oh… You do ?”
Seeing the different emotions flicker over her face is a treat I could watch for days. Yet, when my words finally register, it is the flare of desire I see that captures my attention .
“I live for the night, Jenny. Do you know why?” I ask, letting my finger move from under her chin and trail along the side of her face. I hear her drag a shuddered breath through her lungs and smile because it literally rocks through her body. She wants me, and she’s not adept enough to keep it hidden— thank God .
“Why?” she asks, biting on her lip .
“Because all day long I work like a dog so I’ll come home too tired to miss you .”
“I… You miss me ?”
“So fucking much,” I murmur. “But working my ass off never works, Jenny. So I get in the shower and wash off the dirt and grime, wishing you were with me .”
“ You do ?”
“Fuck yes. Why do you think I had the master bath redone a few years back ?”
“ I — ”
“It was so that when the time came, and I finally claimed you, our bath was ready .”
“Claimed… Our…” she repeats and I know she’s weighing each word and understanding the gravity of them. I want her to. “What would it be ready for, Carson ?”
“For the day I come in from working and you’re in that shower with me .”
“You want me to shower with you?” she asks. Shock is evident on her face, but it can’t overshadow the desire that is there too .
“I more than want it honey, I crave it. I want your hands on me after a long day in the field. I want you touching me, holding me …”
“ Carson — ”
“Most of all I want to push you against the shower wall and fuck you raw,” I tell her and the need in my voice vibrates with hunger .
“Oh, God,” she says, trembling .
I place my hand on her stomach and press it flat .
“I won’t rest until you’re carrying my baby, Jenny. I want your stomach stretched with our child, knowing that a part of each of us is growing inside of you. Am I scaring you, Jenny ?”
“No,” she whispers, surprising me. “I love everything you’re saying .”
“Tell me, Jenny,” I urge, needing her to admit to everything .
“I want all of that, Carson .”
“All—” Before I can finish and tell her exactly what I need from her, Jenny surprises me by doing exactly that .
“I want your baby, Carson,” she whispers and finally it feels like everything I’ve ever wanted is within my reach. “I want you as mine .”
Chapter 12
Virginia
B efore I know what is happening I find myself in Carson’s arms. He smells so good, feels so good pressed against me. I run my fingers through his hair, pulling at the shorter strands until he hisses, but then lets out a deep, guttural groan of pleasure. I have no idea what is coming over me, but I don’t want to stop .
I want to go as far as we can. I want to bring myself to the brink of going over the edge and not even caring if I finally fall and never reach the bottom .
“Are you sure about this, Jenny?” His mouth is by my ear, his warm breath teasing the shell. “Because once I’m deep inside your hot, wet pussy, there’s no going back. I can’t walk away from you. I won’t.” He’s staring me in the eyes; the feeling that I am so lost consumes me. “You’ve always been mine, but once I claim you all bets are off.” He goes back to kissing my neck now .
I can’t find my voice so I nod, letting him know my answer. I press my breasts hard against his chest, not even caring that I’m being so bold in my needs .