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My eyes widen in betrayed disbelief, then narrow as I glare at him. “Carter…”

“Yes, princess?” he asks, as if innocent.

“Aren’t you forgetting something?”

Pretending to consider, he rubs his chin. “Hm, I don’t think so.”

If we were at home, the bullet vibrator probably wouldn’t be so potent, but the knowledge that we’re in public and his friend is standing right here, watching Carter toy with me…

Fuck, I’m going to come. I don’t want anyone to notice, but I squeeze the edge of the table and close my eyes as the pressure builds and builds, as I approach—

Just before I get there, he turns it off.

I groan and let out a breath of frustration, sinking back in my chair and glaring at Carter.

His hand comes out of his pocket and he smirks at me across the table. “Something wrong, baby?”

I could growl, I’m so irritated. Uncaring of how it looks, I push back my chair, storm over to Carter’s side of the table, and grab him by the arm. He doesn’t stop me as I literally drag him out of his chair, in front of his friend, and toward the bathroom.

“Don’t you want to grab your purse?” he asks, letting me drag him.

“Fuck my purse,” I snap, picking up the pace as my insides clench around nothing, desperate to be filled.

We barely make it inside the bathroom. It doesn’t even offer the privacy of a single stall restroom, it’s a whole row of stalls that anyone could be inside or come in to use, but I don’t care. I close my eyes as he takes control, roughly grabbing my arms and backing me up against the wall. Fire ignites low in my belly at the familiar signal that it’s go-time.

“Kiss me,” I say breathlessly, half demand, half plea.

He leans in close, pressing his body against mine, making me feel the enticing heat rolling off his well-sculpted body. “Now, princess, is that how you ask?”

I’m too turned on to play resistance games, so I don’t. “Please.”

Just like that, his mouth is covering mine, my body weakening as my mind is assaulted by an explosion of pleasure. Our tongues tangle for a few seconds, then he wrestles mine into submission, bringing a hand up to palm my breast through the fabric. I gasp into his mouth, my body so sensitive already from the pleasure he ignited inside me back at the table.

“Please, Carter, I need you,” I tell him, digging my fingers into his back, trying to pull him closer.

Carter bends his head to kiss my neck, sending yet another frenzy of pleasure coursing through me. As he works magic on my neck, he reaches between my legs, slides a finger inside me, and removes the bullet, catching my moans against his mouth.

He slips the small toy into the pocket of his slacks, then goes to drag my panties down. I free up a hand and reach down to help, to try to push the damn things off faster, causing Carter to chuckle.

“Someone’s eager.”

“You’re so mean,” I tell him. “Do you know how close I was?”

Grinning evilly as he gets my panties off, he says, “Yes.”

He shoves my panties into the same pocket. I get the feeling he’s not going to give them back, but I don’t care. I have no need for panties, only for him. I look down, as eager as he accused me of being, as he unbuttons his pants and frees his cock from the dastardly constraints of his clothing.

Yes, yes, yes, that’s what I want.

Carter’s hand slides down my side, then he braces both hands under my butt and lifts me. I wrap my legs around him and don’t even attempt to hold back a moan, throwing my head back as he swiftly pushes himself inside me. Knowing I’m already warmed up, he only gives me a few seconds to adjust to the invasion, then he picks up a steady pace, withdrawing and thrusting mercilessly, just the way we both like.

“Look at me,” he demands, since my head is still tipped back, my eyes closed.

I hold onto his broad shoulders for strength and coax my eyes open, bringing my gaze back to his. His brown eyes are so beautiful, so intense as he pulls back then thrusts forward, angling his hips and forcing his cock even deeper inside me. I moan again, my head falling back. It’s too hard to keep it upright, but I try. I bring my gaze back to him and hold it there, hissing through my teeth as he pounds me again and again and again.

“Tell me you love me,” he demands.

That’s a no-brainer. I can barely open my mouth fast enough for the words to tumble out. “I love you. I love you so much.”

Even though he knows that already, I can see that my vehemence satisfies him. To reward me, he crushes his lips against mine, tangling one hand in my hair and cradling my head in his large hand. His kiss is as unrelenting as his thrusts and every bit as mind-melting. My brain ceases to function as he fucks me against this wall, my senses of right and wrong, of modesty, of basic human decency falling away like unnecessary baggage. The door could fly open right now and I would still beg him to keep going.


Tags: Sam Mariano Untouchables, Dark