“My father’s going to kill you,” she said, tears falling out of her eyes. “Because I love you too.”
My heart stuttered to a stop, then sped back up to light speed. Beam me up, f**king Scotty. She loved me. “You do?”
“I do.” She kissed me gently, then shoved me back again. “But if you ever even think about lying to me again, I’ll cut off your balls and shove them so far up your butt you won’t even know they’re missing. Got it?”
I laughed. “Got it.”
My phone buzzed in my pocket, and she raised a brow. “Who is that?”
“Your father, no doubt.” I twisted around to yank it out, holding it down so she could see. No more secrets. Got the problem taken care of. Where is she now? “Hm. I can’t lie, so…” I picked her up and carried her to my bed, falling down on top of her. Then I texted, She’s still in bed.
Carrie laughed when I showed her what I wrote. “Tell him I’m with three different men, but not to worry. They’re all Ivy League.”
I growled and nibbled at her throat. “No way. You’re all mine.”
“No arguments here. Not anymore.” She clung to my shoulders and arched her throat to give me better access. “But he doesn’t know it, and he can’t.”
I lifted my head. “Why don’t you want to tell him? Is it because you don’t want anyone to know about me? About us?”
“What? No. No!” She smoothed my hair off my face. “I don’t want your father to lose his pension. He’s always been kind to me, and I need to return the favor. After this year is over, and after your father is done, we’ll tell my father together. Until then, we’ll wait.”
The fact that she cared enough about Dad’s well-being to lie to her own father only made me fall for her even more. “Are you sure?”
“Positive as a proton.”
I laughed and kissed her. My phone buzzed again, and I held it up so she could read. You’ll be returning home with her for winter break. Your father has requested you visit, so I arranged it all.
Yes, sir.
I chucked the phone aside and settled in between her legs. “Looks like we’ll be spending Christmas together, Ginger.”
“Good.” She trailed her fingers down my spine, then over my ass. “I can’t go too long without this.”
“You’re going to have to if you want us to be a secret.” I lowered my body, nibbling at her shoulder now. “Because when I make you come, you scream, babe.”
“I do not,” she said haughtily. “I never scream.”
“Oh yeah?”
I ran my hand down her stomach, tracing the waistband of her shorts. “I just might have to prove you wrong…”
I closed my mouth over hers, and she slipped her tongue inside my mouth. I groaned in satisfaction, savoring her taste. Her smell. The way she moved underneath of me, undulating her body and asking for more. More that I’d readily give her. Anything she wanted. The moon. The stars. It would be hers.
She gripped my ass, yanking me against her. “God, I need you.”
“Not nearly as much as I need you.”
I kissed her gently before I took off her sweatshirt. I made quick work of her bra, and then closed my fingers around her bare br**sts. When I kneaded them and bit down on her shoulder, she cried out and dug her nails into my back. I hissed, half in pain and half in pleasure, and captured her mouth once more.
I rolled her ni**les between my thumbs and fingers, tugging with just enough pressure to make her squirm. When she trembled and moaned into my mouth, I lowered my hands to her waist and yanked her shorts off. Once she was blessedly naked, I made quick work of my own shorts, then grabbed a condom and tossed it on the bed. I laid down on the bed and rolled her on top until she straddled my hips.
The sight of her perfect br**sts hanging above me was almost too much to take in. I lifted my head and urged her down, closing my mouth around her nipple while gripping her hips with my hands. She let out a surprised cry and speared me with her nails, leaving little half-moon marks on my pecs.
She shoved my shoulders back and took a shaky breath. “That’s enough of that. I want to explore this new position.”
Her long hair cascaded around her br**sts and her back, making her look wanton. Sexy. “You look so hot right now.”
She looked down at me with smoky eyes and crawled down my body. When she nibbled on my abs, I flinched and buried my hands in her hair. Without hesitation, she closed her lips around me, sucking me in deep. I groaned and closed my eyes, letting her mouth move over me. Torture me. When she rolled her tongue over the head, I bit my tongue to keep from crying out. From begging her to stop…or to never stop.
I didn’t know which need would win.
Reaching down, I picked her up and set her aside. After grabbing the foil and putting on a condom, I lowered her to my cock, spreading her legs wide. “I need you now.”
She gripped my shaft and lowered herself onto me, inch by torturous inch. My balls tightened, and I practically came right there. I’d never been one to get carried away by passion, but with my Carrie…I didn’t have a choice. She touched me, and I was gone.
I reached up and cupped her face, bringing her down for a slow, passionate kiss. She whimpered into my mouth and moved faster on me, trying to find a rhythm that would give her what she needed. What I needed too.
I ended the kiss. “Let me try something I think you’ll enjoy.” I tucked her legs behind her body, lifted her up, and then rocked my hips into hers. She shrieked, her nails digging into my skin. “You like that?”
“Again,” she rasped, her perfect lips parted. “Do it again.”
I lifted her up a little bit, then lowered her body as I lifted my own, and she cried out. I grinned. “See? Told you you were too loud.”
“Just shut up and do it again,” she said, ending on a plea.
I did it again. And again. By the time I reached the third thrust, we were both too lost to talk anymore, let alone think. When her tight muscles clenched down on my cock, warning me of her impending orgasm, my own pleasure grew to a pinnacle. With one last thrust, we both exploded and sank into the mattress, her sweaty body resting against my equally damp one.
I ran my fingers over her back and smoothed her hair over her face. She cuddled in closer, letting out a contented sigh. “Yeah, I can’t live without that.”
I chuckled. “I don’t think I can either. We’ll find a way to keep you quiet.”