She shakes her head in confusion. “What are you talking about?”
I know it’s not making much sense, so I try again. “Basically I signed a clause stating that if I remained a virgin for five full years, I would get a bonus of two billion dollars at the end of the five years. Well, guess what—that five years is up in eight weeks. At the close of this season, I stand to make more money at one time than anyone in television history. Unless I have sex before then.”
She gasps, her hand flying to her mouth. She had no idea about the incentive, just as I thought. Of course Lola wouldn’t have told her that when she hired her to seduce me. Why would she give anyone more information than she absolutely had to?
“Yeah,” I say with an irritated smile, “tell me about it. Apparently no one thought I would make it through one year, much less five. And now they’re freaking out because they’re eight weeks away from the biggest payout ever, and they don’t have it.”
“Oh my God. Carter, that’s insane.” She shakes her head. “I mean, I always thought you had some kind of superhuman strength or some crazy strong iron will. But this makes sense. No wonder you’ve been content to just sit around and remain a virgin all this time.”
I reach up and caress her cheek. “Have been,” I say. “Past tense.”
She searches my face, her gaze questioning. “Past?”
I nod and press a soft kiss to her lips. “Yeah. Ashley, these last two weeks have been incredible. I never thought I’d meet a woman like you. Hell, I’ve spent five years dating all the ‘most eligible’ women in the country and I haven’t found a single one that compares to you. I’ve fallen in love with you.”
She's stunned into silence, her mouth falling open, her beautiful blue eyes wide with shock. After a minute she stammers, “You—you have?”
My mouth quirks up at the corners. “Yeah. I have. And now that two billion dollars doesn’t mean a damn thing to me. I couldn’t care less. I know you may not feel the same way, and maybe it’s a mistake to just blurt it out like this, but I want you to know the truth. I love you. And if you want, I’m more than willing to throw all that money away right this minute and have sex with you—to show you just how much I love you. The money means nothing to me compared to you.”
Ashley reaches up and laces her fingers around my neck, and I lower my mouth to hers in a kiss that shows her how everything I just said was completely true. I pour out all my feelings into the kiss, worshipping her, showing her how special she is. Hoping that she feels even a little bit the same way.
When I pull back, tears are streaming down her gorgeous face, and she’s laughing in disbelief. A happy laugh. An ecstatic laugh. Like everything she could've wanted has just been spread out before her.
“Carter,” she says softly, reaching up to run her palm over my jaw, tracing the line of it and brushing across my lips. I kiss her fingertips, causing her to smile again. She shakes her head as if she’s trying to clear it.
Then she gives me the most brilliant smile and says the four words that totally rock my world.
“I love you, too.”
Ashley
I can’t believe he said those three special words to me, but what’s even more shocking is that I feel the same way for him. I guess I admitted it to myself on the way here, but now it’s real because I know he feels the same. This is more than a theory or idea now. I don’t have to guess how he feels, and that feels even better.
Oh my, Carter Blaine just told me he’s falling in love with me. How did this even happen? Thinking back to first seeing him in that strip club, I feel all of the emotions rush through me, and I’m overwhelmed with a sense of desire to please him.
Our eyes are locked in an intimate stare, and although I want to beg him to take me in that moment, I also don’t want to end this special moment. My heart is full as I look deeply into his blue eyes, a warmth growing deep in my belly, as my pussy clenches with a lustful hunger that seems endless.
We’ve just finished and I already want more of him. I’m growing addicted to him and I actually like the feeling. I enjoy the nonstop yearning, my incredible insatiability always wanting more of him. And it’s not a simple hunger, it’s a famine, deep down in my soul. I crave him.
Standing before him, I already miss him, desperately wanting him closer, deeper, stronger, and more intertwined with me. I’m so wrapped up in everything about him, it’s difficult to even breathe due to the sensations running throughout my body. My skin feels electric, and when Carter reaches over to touch my cheek with the backs of his fingers, I feel a surge rush through me.
He's so handsome, so sexy it’s almost too much to bear. His structured jaw and beautifully blue eyes are the most intoxicating I’ve ever seen. I can’t imagine how he feels about me, but I'm over the moon in love with him, and admitting it just makes me feel free, and strangely wanton.
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nbsp; Pressing my lips to his, I tell him how much I love him with my tongue, as it dances alongside his. We are exchanging our passion, expressing our love without saying a word. There’s so much emotion between us, it feels like we’re in our own world, and I just need to feel him release. I need to push him to his limit.
Pulling away, I trail kisses across his jaw before grazing him with my teeth. I can tell from the audible breath escaping him that he likes it. Moving my mouth down his neck, I kiss and tease him with my tongue, sprinkling juicy marks as I trail further.
Unbuttoning his shirt, I kiss his bare chest, leading to his small nipples, and down past his navel until I’m at his waistband.
“What are you doing?” he quizzes, although he surely knows the answer as I lower to my knees.
“You know what I’m doing, Carter,” I smirk at him.
“Well, take that off,” he says before biting his bottom lip in the way that drives me crazy.
“Why?” I shoot back, confused by his request.