And she did, curling forward with her pussy spasming around his fingers and her clit pulsing on his tongue. She cried out, the sound floating up to the stars.
He stayed with her as her release extended. He was so turned on, high on hearing her high. Her pleasure was the most important thing in the world.
And he was the only man to get his head between her legs for a long time, which made it all the sweeter.
Chapter Ten
Leah battled to catch her breath. The orgasm Carter had just given her was so intense and so deep. Hot bliss raged over her nerves as she gripped his hair, the thick strands weaved through her fingers.
“Oh, God, please.” She gasped, squirming and not knowing if she wanted more or if it had become too much.
He kept his fingers high inside her but lifted from her clit. His mouth and chin were shiny with her arousal.
She stared at his sparkling eyes and relaxed some of the tension on his hair. “That was…”
“Good?” He half grinned.
“More than good.” She was panting. “And it has…”
“Been a while huh?” He shook his head. “Someone should get a beating for that. This sweet pussy deserves to be adored all day, every day.” He wriggled his fingers.
She groaned and dropped her head back. She was so wet and puffy and sensitive.
He kind of chuckled, then withdrew his fingers and loomed up and over her.
“We shouldn’t have… I mean out here. Anyone could have seen.”
“And they’d have gotten a damn good show.” He wiped his palm over his mouth then set a kiss on her lips.
She tasted herself and relished the feel of his softly bristled chin on hers.
“I’m gonna take a shower, too,” he said in a low husky voice. “Be in the bedroom, naked, when I get out. I’m not finished with you yet, Leah White.”
A new tremble of desire went through her. Everything about Carter Harris turned her on, even things that shouldn’t, like his damn bossiness.
He straightened, then shoved his hand down the front of his pants and appeared to adjust himself. A wince crossed his face.
She pulled her robe back into position. He was hard, and knowing he’d be claiming his own orgasm, from her, soon, sent a new wave of lust through her.
He scooped up his cola then walked a little stiffly to the door.
Once he’d gone through it, she stood. Her legs were shaky and her skin was flushed.
She rested her warm forearms on the salt-caked wooden railing and stared out to sea. White spray caught on the wind as the now dark blue rollers headed to shore. There was no one around. The sea grass on the dunes rippled like a pale scarf, and overhead, stars shone as pinpricks in a blanket of navy velvet.
As she squeezed her damp thighs together, another trembling aftershock gripped her pussy. She moaned softly and wondered how she would ever go back to a normal life after living one with Carter in it.
To begin with, she’d thought he was everything she didn’t want in a man, but that had changed. How could it not when she felt safe, adored, satisfied, and happy when she was with him?
A light went on in the upstairs of the beach house, the amber glow spilling onto the winding sandy path that led through the dunes.
“Be in the bedroom, naked, when I get out. I’m not finished with you yet, Leah White.”
His words came back to her, and she straightened, pulled in a deep breath, then turned to the house with a sense of excitement and anticipation warming her from the inside out. A sensation she’d never felt before. No one had ever spoken those words to her, and with such conviction, such surety that the order would be followed through.
It thrilled her utterly. Carter thrilled her utterly.
She went into the house and locked the door.