Текст книги "The Billionaire Single Dad"

Автор книги: Mandy Baxter

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Seven

Carter felt as though he was having an out-of-body experience. Without any control over his actions, he had no choice but to watch. By giving him permission to simply feel without the crippling emotional connection, Tess had opened the floodgates of a year’s worth of pent-up sexual energy.

He’d missed this so much. The passion, the feeling of naked skin against his own. The mindless frenzy that wouldn’t cease until they both came.

Carter’s sac tightened. His cock throbbed in time with his pulse. The salty-sweet taste of Tess’s skin was heaven. He wanted to devour her. To taste every inch of her. To leave her weak and shaking and sated and at the same time wanting more.

Tess gripped his hair in her fist and the almost-pain caused Carter’s cock to pulse hot and hard. The memory of her grip on his shaft sent a shudder through him and he rocked his hips against her as though he were pumping inside of her.

“Tess, you feel so good.” Carter spoke against her heated skin, unwilling to break the contact for even a moment. She let out a low whimper as he circled her clit with the pad of his finger, and the sound raced down his spine in a pleasant shiver. He wanted more of those sounds, more of her panting breaths. More of her.

Carter came up on his knees and settled between her legs. Tess’s gaze met his, the blue of her eyes seemed to deepen to a dark navy with her passion. Her tongue flicked out at her luscious, dark pink lips and Carter’s cock twitched as he imagined it flicked out at his engorged head. Her pert breasts quivered with each shuddering draw of breath and Carter took in the sight of her, laid out before him like a meal he couldn’t wait to devour.

He gripped the waistband of her yoga pants and jerked them down off of her thighs. She brought her legs up and he whisked them off of her. He eased her feet back down to the floor and her knees fell open. Carter’s gaze settled to the glistening pink flesh of her pussy, and his mouth went dry. Her pussy was already wet and swollen. Her arousal had begun to spread over her inner thighs.

Lord, she was beautiful. For a moment he simply stared. Took in the sight of her naked and totally unashamed. The passion that sparked in her gaze set him on fire and a smile flirted with her lush mouth.

“What?” The word left her lips in a breathy rush that tightened Carter’s gut.

“You’re beautiful, Tess.”

Her smile grew and emotion shone in her eyes. How could he possibly think being with her would be some detached physical moment and nothing more? Especially when she looked at him like that.

Carter stripped his T-shirt off and settled between her thighs. He looked up the length of Tess’s body, fascinated by the flat plane of her stomach and the way the muscles twitched in anticipation of his touch. He reached out and feathered his finger over her clit. Her muscles contracted as her head rolled back on her shoulders. He increased the pressure and her back arched off the floor as a low moan filled the silence. Carter dipped a finger lower and teased the sensitive skin of her opening. Tess’s panting breaths caused his sac to tingle with anticipation. Every muscle in his body had grown taut with the intensity of his want of her.

The moment he sealed his mouth over her clit, Tess cried out. Her legs drew up as her body curled in on itself. Carter placed his palms on either thigh and urged her to open for him. He eased her into the intensity of sensation with slow, gentle passes, using the flat of his tongue. He couldn’t get enough of her taste, her scent. The way she writhed and her hips undulated in an attempt to increase the pressure of his mouth. Carter didn’t want to rush, though. This might be the only day he had with her and he wanted to make every single minute count.

He cupped the round curves of her ass in his palms and angled her hips up to his mouth. He feasted on her pussy, long slow passes that he followed up with gentle flicks. He took her clit into his mouth and sucked. Tess cried out, and the sound hitched on a whimper that made Carter’s cock so damned tight he thought he might come before he even got inside of her. He drew her labia into his mouth, scraped his teeth along the sensitized flesh. He thrust his tongue in her opening before slowly dragging up the length of her glistening pussy back to her protruding clit where he started all over again.

Tess’s impassioned sobs echoed in the otherwise quiet room. Carter let one hand wander over her hip, up the flat of her stomach to her breast. He kneaded the swell, squeezed, before taking her nipple between his thumb and finger. He worked the tight bead with gentle pressure at first and then pinched. Tess’s thighs twitched and tightened around his cheeks and her back arched up from the floor as she came. Carter pressed his tongue against her clit. It throbbed against him in time with every impassioned cry from Tess’s lips. He continued to lap at her lazily, bringing her down from the high while he relished the taste of her passion.

She was perfect.

Carter kissed the inside of her thigh, around the curve of her hip, and over her belly. The muscles contracted with the light touch and he smiled against her skin as he worked his way up her ribcage. He grazed his teeth against the underside of one breast and Tess shivered. He rounded the swell with open-mouthed kisses, making his way to the dusky nipple that he sucked into his mouth.

When her cries became desperate again, he switched to the other breast, working her slowly back to that point of mindless want. Her breaths hitched in her chest and she gripped his shoulders, her nails digging in until Carter felt the slightest bite. He kissed a path along her collarbone, up the delicate column of her throat to her jaw. A light bite was followed by a gentle kiss and then another. His lips found the corner of hers and then moved fully over her mouth.

Tess’s hands wandered from his shoulders down his back and along his ribs. Her touch was like silk as her palms glided over him. Was it because it had been so long since a woman had touched him that the slightest contact caused Carter to tremble or was it because it was Tess who touched him? It was Tess. Carter had never been so sure about anything. She gripped the waistband of his jeans and came up from the floor as she pushed them down over his ass along with his boxer briefs.

He knew he’d come the second he buried himself inside of her.

“Carter,” Tess murmured against his mouth. “I want you. I need you inside of me.”

“No.” She stilled and he kissed her. Soft and slow. “I need it to last. I don’t want it to be over yet.”

Tess’s throaty chuckle heated his blood to the boiling point. “When is your brother bringing the girls home?”

“Tomorrow.”

“Then trust me, we won’t be done until they walk through that door in the morning.”

Carter groaned into her mouth as he kissed her again. Twenty-four hours with Tess. For the first time in what felt like forever, something in his life had gone right.

*   *   *

The rightness of being with Carter shook Tess to her marrow. She couldn’t remember the last time a man had made her feel so good. Focused solely on her pleasure and acted as though he enjoyed it. He was unlike any man she’d ever known, and even though she’d assured him that they could be together—no strings attached—Tess worried that after today he’d worm his way permanently into her heart.

She was willing to risk a broken heart, though. For this one day with him, she would’ve risked anything.

Carter rolled away from her long enough to kick off his shoes, socks, and jeans. He dug into the back pocket and fished out his wallet. He pulled out the condom package and gave a rueful laugh. “Travis insisted I carry a few in my wallet. Something about not being able to get back on the horse if I didn’t have a saddle. I gave him shit for pushing me but I guess I owe him.”

Tess giggled. “Oh, I’m definitely sending him a fruit basket.”

Carter laughed in earnest and the sound warmed her. “I was thinking of something more along the lines of a new car.”

“Definitely.” The levity of the moment gave way to the distraction of Carter’s naked body. Tess’s stomach did a back flip and landed hard as she committed every detail to memory. She’d never dated a guy like Carter before, let alone seen one without any clothes.

A spark of heat lit Carter’s hazel gaze and a lazy smile spread across his lips. “I forgot how good it feels to have someone look at me like that.”

Tess swallowed down a groan. Why did he have to continue to say things like that? Each time it cracked her heart and a little piece of Carter moved in to fill in the fissure. “I can’t imagine that you don’t get looks like this on a regular basis.” The man was built like he’d been chiseled by a master sculptor.

“This might surprise you, but aside from the guys in the locker room, you’re the only person who’s seen me naked in long time.”

Those lucky bastards. Tess tried not to think about the fact that today might be all she’d ever have with Carter. She had to live in the now, enjoy the present moment and not worry about the future.

“Just so you know,” Tess said. “You’re the only person who’s seen me naked in a long time, too.”

What could have been an awkward transition seemed so comfortable with Carter. Hell, he’d just given her the sort of orgasm that should have blown her head right off her shoulders. But the change in pace and ease of conversation seemed so natural. As though they’d known each other for years and had found a natural, easy rhythm.

“I like that I’m the only one who’s seen you naked in a while,” Carter drawled. A finger of heat stroked down her spine and caused Tess’s lower abdomen to tighten.

“Me too,” Tess said just above a whisper.

Carter clenched the packet in his fist and leaned in toward Tess. He towered over her, his hands so large he could almost palm her entire head. Ropes of muscle shaped every inch of his body and yet, Carter handled her with such gentle care that it nearly brought tears to Tess’s eyes. He brushed a lock of her hair away from her face before he kissed her. Tess could’ve kissed him for hours. He’d perfected the act until it was a work of art, every movement of his lips carefully orchestrated and executed. His attention to detail without flaw.

“If you play football like you kiss,” Tess said between panted breaths, “you must be the best in the NFL.”

Carter smiled against her mouth and for the first time ever she actually felt like swooning. This could not possibly be her life. The only explanation was that she’d possessed the body of the luckiest woman in the world.

“Wouldn’t you rather know if I fuck as well as I kiss?”

Oh dear lord. The dirty talk caught her completely off guard and Tess just about came right then and there. “I have no doubt that you do.” She barely had enough air in her lungs to get the words out.

He grinned. “I might disappoint you.”

The arrogance in that grin sent a swarm of butterflies loose in her stomach. He was a professional athlete and built like a god. She didn’t think Carter doubted his abilities very often. “Do you ever go into any situation without being ready to give a hundred ten percent?”

“No.” His expression became serious and his gaze heated.

The flutter of butterflies increased to a swirling storm and Tess’s body flushed with delicious heat. He’d brought his A game so far, and a competitive urge rose up in Tess. The short break had cooled them both off enough that their brains weren’t fogged with the frenzy of lust. She wanted to make Carter feel as good as he’d made her feel. She wanted to drive him crazy. Of course, she didn’t have his unshakable confidence, but Tess wasn’t about to chicken out. He was with her now and that’s all that mattered. She was going to make sure she made the most of their time together.

She stood and took his hand, pulling him to stand. Without saying a word she led Carter to the couch and gently urged him to sit. He stared at her, bemused, the most adorable crooked smile pulling at his full lips. Tess moved between his solid thighs and went to her knees. Carter’s hands balled into fists at his sides and the only sound in the room was the crinkle of the condom wrapper as he squeezed it in his grip.

Carter’s body was beyond impressive and even a little intimidating. Even seated, his size overwhelmed her, his strength visible in every curve of sculpted muscle. His erection stood out from his hips. There wasn’t anything about Carter Christensen that wasn’t big and imposing. Tess wet her lips and from the corner of her eye she noticed him visibly swallow before letting out a shuddering breath. His nervous anticipation wasn’t just endearing, it was downright sexy and bolstered Tess’s confidence. She wrapped her fingers around the root of his shaft as she came up on her knees. Her eyes met his. Tess brought the glossy head to her mouth and sealed her lips around it.

Carter let out a slow groan of pleasure that caused every nerve ending in Tess’s body to tingle. Her nipples puckered to diamond-hard peaks and her pussy clenched. She swirled her tongue around the crown before taking him deeper into her mouth. He sucked in a sharp breath and his thigh muscles hardened to stone as he caged her in between them.

“Tess.” Her name left his lips in a grated whisper. “God, Tess. That feels so good. Don’t stop.”

Tess took him as deeply as she could, her lips sliding over his rigid girth. Carter threaded his fingers through her hair and gathered its length into his fist as he gave shallow thrusts of his hips. His barely restrained strength sent a thrill through Tess’s bloodstream. She gripped one of his thighs with one hand, while the other remained tightly around his cock. Slowly, she pulled away to the tip and looked up to find him watching her. A deep furrow marred his brow, and while their gazes were still locked, Tess dragged the flat of her tongue up the length of his shaft before swirling it around the engorged head.

“Fuck.” The word was nothing more than a guttural bark. Tess had never heard Carter use that sort of language before. He was always good about censoring himself. That she could push him to that state filled her with a sense of power. He’d driven her to heights of mindless pleasure with his mouth. All she wanted was to return the favor.

Tess wanted this day to be burned into Carter’s memory.

Eight

Carter was surprised he hadn’t come the moment her lips made contact with the head of his cock. The wet heat of her mouth, the slide of her tongue, the way she looked at him while she licked her way up his shaft … Jesus.

His thighs trembled and Carter locked his nerves down lest his feet bounce right off the damned floor. He might as well be some inexperienced virgin getting a blow job for the first time. Tess made him feel like an unsure kid again, and the pleasure of the wet heat of her tongue meeting his cock over and again drove him to the point that it took every ounce of self-control he had not to go off right then and there.

Her lips were petal soft against his shaft and his hips bucked as she took him fully into her mouth once again. Carter’s breath came in shallow pants and his fist contracted and relaxed over the tangle of hair he held in his grip. He wanted to go deeper, as far as she could take him but he held back the urge to thrust hard and deep. His head lolled back to rest on the couch and he let out a shuddering breath as she once again pulled away until only the head was sucked into her mouth. She nibbled the sensitive flesh with her teeth and Carter let out an almost violent chuff of air.

“Did I hurt you?”

The concern in her voice caused his gut to knot up. “No,” he said on a laugh. He brought his head up to look at her. Her wide blue eyes were guileless and a furrow marred her smooth brow. “It felt so good I damned near left my body.”

A brilliant smile curved her lips. They were blushed and swollen and so goddamned inviting that he nearly yanked her up just so he could kiss her until they were even more flushed. Her expression turned coy as she sealed her mouth over him and bit again with just enough pressure to send a jolt down his shaft. His sac tightened and tingled and his thighs shook. He was already so close to the edge, it wouldn’t take much for her to push him completely over it.

No longer teasing, Tess squeezed the base of his cock as she sucked him deep and hard. She worked her mouth over his shaft as though she was just as hungry for this as he was. The condom package fell from his grasp as his other hand came up to wind into her hair.

“Don’t stop, Tess.” Her cheeks hollowed as she took him deep and Carter moaned. “That’s it. Just like that. I’m close.”

His words seemed to fuel her as Tess continued to take him deep into her mouth. The glide of her lips, the light scrape of her teeth, the wet heat, tight suction, it was almost more than he could take. His grip tightened in her hair and Tess let out a slow moan that vibrated against his shaft. Carter’s gut clenched and every muscle in his body went rigid.

“I’m there, Tess.” He could barely breathe through the intense pleasure, let alone speak, but he wanted to give her fair warning. Instead of pulling away like he assumed she would, Tess took him deeper. The head of his cock met the back of her throat and Carter shuddered as the orgasm hit him hard and fast. Wave after wave of pleasure crested over him, each pulse more powerful than the last. His moans were ragged, raw in his throat as he pumped his hips and thrust between Tess’s soft lips. Emotion swelled within him, and Carter pushed it away, forbidding himself from forming any sort of connection through this moment. To her.

But lord, she was amazing. He suspected that however hard he tried to keep his emotions disconnected from this moment—this day spent with her—that Tess would find a way to worm into his heart anyway. He had nothing to compare this moment to and it was as freeing as it was terrifying. Carter didn’t think he could experience anything with another woman that he wouldn’t somehow try to compare to Steph. But like Steph, Tess was one of a kind. Incomparable.

Carter settled back into the couch. Tiny spasms rocked his too-tight muscles and his cock still throbbed from the orgasm. Tess leaned back, a dreamy smile playing on her lips. Her eyes were still dark with passion and her nipples were tight little beads atop the generous swell of her breasts. Her strawberry-blonde hair was tossed and wild from his grip. She was sex personified. Beautiful. Sensual. Carter was still hard as stone. He might’ve just come, but his body was ready to go again.

For a long moment they stared at each other. Carter’s breath heaved in his chest. He smiled as he noted the dried sage green pain on her face and arms. He devoured Tess with his gaze and he committed to memory the delicate column of her throat, the roundness of her breasts, the flush on her skin, and the way her waist curved into the flare of her hips and the roundness of her ass. Her knees slowly parted and Carter swallowed against the dryness in his throat as she revealed the short nest of curls and the glistening pink flesh of her pussy to him, totally unabashed.

“Holy shit, Tess,” he said on a breath. He scrubbed a hand over his mouth before pushing off of the couch and going to his knees before her.

He took her face in his hands and kissed her hard. His tongue pushed against the seam of her lips and Tess’s mouth opened as she tilted her head to allow him to deepen the kiss. Swept up in a frenzy of passion, their kisses grew desperate. Tongues thrust, teeth nipped. Carter took Tess’s full bottom lip into his mouth and sucked. In a tangle of limbs, he took her down to the floor and settled between her thighs. His shaft slid along her hot, slick pussy and he groaned.

“You’re so wet, Tess,” he murmured against her mouth.

“I want you,” she said. “I want you so badly I can’t wait another second for you to fuck me.”

Her desperate words caused his cock to throb hot and hard as though he hadn’t come just seconds before. Carter reached up and groped along the cushions of the couch for the condom packets. He ripped one from the string of three and tore it open while he continued to kiss Tess. He tasted himself on her lips and the memory of what she’d done, how’d she’d taken him deeper into her mouth when he came, only made him want her more.

“Give it to me,” Tess said between panted breaths. She kissed him again, and he handed over the packet before he cupped the back of her neck with one palm.

Carter braced himself up with his other hand as she gripped him and rolled the condom over his erection. He swallowed down a moan as a shiver raced down his spine.

“Now, Carter.” The words were a desperate plea. “I need you.”

It had been so long since anyone had needed him in this way. It felt damned good. Carter shook with barely leashed restraint. He leaned down and kissed Tess again. This time, slowly. He played with her mouth, savored it. Explored her full lips, her tongue. He was going to fuck her like he kissed her. Slowly. Thoroughly. Until they were both so completely sated that they could barely move. He wanted Tess to know through his actions that these moments between them weren’t something he took lightly.

He kissed her until she was breathless. Her chest rose and fell with quick pants and ended on tight little moans that vibrated over his skin. He released his grip on the back of her neck and smoothed her hair away from her face. “You’re so beautiful, Tess.”

Her eyes shone with tender emotion that speared Carter’s chest. As much as he’d tried to convince himself that he could be with Tess—remain emotionally detached—he knew that he’d be changed after today. Whether that was a good thing or a bad thing was yet to be seen, but there was no turning back.

He wanted her, consequences be damned.

*   *   *

Tess was wound as tight as a spring. She’d never found going down on a guy particularly sexy. More times than not, it had always felt like a chore. But Carter’s response, the way his body trembled, the guttural sounds he made, the way his thighs caged her in, was unlike anything Tess had ever experienced. And then, his gentle warning that gave her the opportunity to stop if she’d wanted, had only sent her into a tailspin of want and desire that burned like a solar flare inside of her. She’d taken him as deeply into her mouth as she could, and when he’d come—dear lord—the sensation of each powerful jet hitting the back of her throat was the most erotic thing Tess had ever experienced in her entire life.

“You’re so beautiful, Tess.”

His softly spoken words caused her chest to swell with emotion. She came up on her elbows and kissed him. She could kiss him for days.

Carter reached between them and guided his erection between her legs. Tess opened for him as anticipation coiled in her stomach. She waited for the sudden thrust, but instead, Carter eased inside of her, an act that seemed to cause him as much pleasure as it did pain. Tess knew exactly how he felt. The luxurious glide of his cock as he entered her stretched her inner walls until she felt the slightest pinch. She drew in a gasp of breath and Carter soothed her with gentle kisses as he pulled out slowly and slid back in.

Carter settled more fully on top of her, careful to keep the bulk of his weight supported on his propped arm beside her. Tess looked up to find his gaze locked with hers and the familiar swarm of butterflies took flight once again. Broad daylight, in the middle of the living room, and she was experiencing one of the most erotic and intimate moments of her life with a man who was little more than a stranger.

He didn’t fuck her like they were strangers, though.

The slow precision of his thrusts was an erotic torture. He pulled out and drove home as though he wanted her to feel every long, hard inch of him. She tried to thrust up to meet him, to somehow increase his pace, but Carter wouldn’t let her. His free hand went around her hip to still her.

Tess’s breath came in sharp gasps as he continued with his unhurried pace. He rode her like waves lapping at the shore, pressing as far as he could go before a lazy retreat. Sensation fired along Tess’s nerve endings. Her inner walls clenched around him and her nipples pearled as his chest brushed the sensitive peaks. She wrapped one leg around his thigh to angle her hip slightly up. Tess drew in a sharp breath as he hit some sensitive spot deep inside of her and her back arched up from the floor.

“Does that feel good?” The husky timbre of Carter’s voice sent a zing through Tess’s blood stream.

“It does,” she said, a little too breathy. “I can’t believe how good it feels.” Carter’s arrogant smile proved that he was pleased with her response. “It would feel even better if you went a little faster,” she added.

His smile widened. “Nice try.” He thrust as deep as he could go and stilled. Tess’s pussy clenched around him and she let out a low moan. After a moment he pulled out slowly to the tip and stilled. “Do you still think fast is better?” One wicked brow arched over his gorgeous eyes.

“No,” she replied on a breath. “Do that again.”

He obliged, inch by torturous inch until Tess was practically panting. He drove hard and deep at the end and stilled once again. The slow precision with which he fucked her was maddening. Delicious and oh-so-good, but the slow build was almost more than her body could handle. When she finally came, she was certain it would completely shatter her.

“You’re driving me crazy, Carter.” Tess didn’t know how much more she could take. She gripped his shoulders and arched up to meet him. With her heel against the back of his thigh, she urged him down and angled her hips to allow him to penetrate her deeper.

“Good.” He was all too pleased with himself, too in control.

Tess could barely restrain herself. The need for release built with every slow thrust until her body pulsed with a deep, searing heat. “I need to come,” she panted.

“Not yet.” Carter’s voice strained with the command. At least she wasn’t the only one who needed an orgasm more than air.

If she thought she could get away with it, Tess would have rolled him over and gone to town. The way he fucked her gave her new insight into Carter’s personality, though. He was a man who performed best when a situation was completely within his control. She wasn’t about to complain. Carter Christensen was the best she’d ever had.

Tess hooked her other knee around his opposite thigh and opened herself fully to him. Carter shifted his weight in a way that angled her hips even higher and he drove deep.

“Ooohhh.” Her nails dug into his shoulders as she moaned long and loud. The sound echoed off the half-painted walls. She shifted her grip higher up on Carter’s shoulders as her back came up off the floor. She needed to come. Was desperate for it. And yet, he continued to fuck her as though he could go at this pace for hours. His will was iron, and hers was nothing more than tissue paper.

“You’re so tight, Tess. Hot and dripping wet. It feels so good.”

He thrust a little harder, a little faster. Tess sensed that with each powerful roll of his hips, a thread on the rope of Carter’s control frayed and snapped. She teetered on the edge. Pressure built within her, coiling and winding in on itself until Tess felt as though she’d shrunk down to the size of a tiny particle of dust. The world melted away until there was nothing but Carter’s eyes on her, the long, thick length of his cock pumping inside of her, and her own blinding pleasure that built within her to the point that her brain went fuzzy and her heart threatened to beat right out of her chest.

“I’m close,” she gasped. Tess threw her head back and closed her eyes.

“Look at me.” She didn’t want to. Didn’t know if she could take the intimacy. “Tess, look at me.” He gave her no option but to do as he said. Carter had her completely under his spell. She brought her head up and locked her gaze with his. “I want to see you, feel you, hear you. I want it all, Tess.”

She’d give him anything he wanted as long as he kept fucking her like this. He buried himself to the root and pressed his hips into hers again and again. It put the perfect amount of pressure on her clit and intensified the sensation as his shaft passed along her inner walls. The orgasm built within her in the same way he fucked her—a slow, intense crest that nearly paralyzed her with pleasure. Tess’s back arched and she cried out, long sobs that echoed off the walls and filled the quiet space. She kept her eyes locked on Carter and it only intensified the orgasm. She shattered into myriad pieces. Shrapnel from the explosion.

“Carter! Oh my god, Carter!”

Tess’s stomach muscles twitched, her thighs quivered. Her pussy clenched and released in powerful waves that matched the beat of her heart. Her throat grew raw from her sobs, and all the while, Carter kept his measured pace.

Dear god. How could she even think about another man after having him? In one afternoon, Carter Christensen had effectively ruined her.