Bastard(60)

“About what?”

“You do want me.” He is so fucking smug sometimes, but he’s right. I do. I’m not even going to justify that with an answer. There’s no way I’m going to give him the satisfaction of being right.

“You’re so full of yourself,” I say nudging him with my shoulder.

“You’ll be full of me in a minute,” he chuckles, reaching for my hand as he goes to stand. I pull him back down.

“Can we stay down here? I’m not ready to go back up there yet.”

“You want me to fuck you down here? In the open?” he asks with surprise in his voice.

“It’s dark. No one will see us.”

“If you’re sure,” he says with a smile. “I never would’ve picked you to be so adventurous.”

“Well there’s a lot you don’t know about me.” That’s such a crock of shit. He’s right. I’m not the adventurous type at all, but he brings something out in me: A desire to let loose. To live a little.

“I’m gonna have to run back to the house and get a condom.” Leaning forward he brushes his lips against mine. “I’ll be back in a minute.”

“Okay,” I reply as he stands. You’d think I’d be nervous that I’m about to have sex for the first time, and in the open of all places, but I’m not. Not with Carter. I’m actually looking forward to it.

He returns a few minutes later with a huge grin on his face and a blanket and pillow in his hand. “Can’t have you getting splinters in your back, ruining that beautiful skin of yours,” he says as he spreads it out on the dock. When he’s not being an arse and giving me a hard time, he says the sweetest things. “You sure you want to do this?”

“Positive,” I answer as I reach for his outstretched hand. He pulls me to my feet and straight into his hard chest. He wraps his big strong arms around my waist, looking down at me.

“No regrets?” he asks.

I shake my head gently. “No regrets.” His lips meet mine. His kiss is soft and sweet, making my toes curl. I slide my arms around his neck when he scoops me up. Falling down to his knees, he gently lays me on the blanket, placing my head on the pillow. He lays down beside me, pulling me into his arms.

“You sure you don’t want to go back to my room?” he asks. God. Enough with all the questions.

“Just fuck me already,” I blurt out. I’m not even shocked by my words. I want this to happen. Like yesterday. I appreciate that he’s trying to do the right thing, but I’m not changing my mind no matter how hard he tries to talk me out of it.

“Jesus, those words coming out of your sweet mouth are hot,” he says. He sits me up and removes my top. I reach for the hem of his T-shirt, lifting it to reveal his heavenly abs and mouth-watering chest. He grabs hold of his shirt behind the neck and pulls it over his head. His hands then reach behind me, unclasping my bra. After I slide it down my arms and discard it, he gently lays me back down.

Moving his face forward, he draws one of my nipples into his mouth while his hands work feverishly on the button of my shorts. Leaning back on his haunches, he slides my shorts and panties down my legs. I watch his smile grow in the moonlight as he looks down at me.

I hear a growl come from deep in his throat as his lips trail a path down my abdomen. I push my head back into the pillow and moan when his face settles between my thighs. He grips the back of my legs and pushes my knees towards my chest, spreading my legs wide.

“I need to taste you again,” he whispers against my sensitive flesh. “I haven’t been able to get your pussy out of my mind.” I find myself smiling knowing he’s been thinking about that night, about me. I’ve thought about it as well—a lot.

He groans as his tongue swirls around my aching clit. I thread my fingers into his hair holding his head in place. His mouth is magnificent. I don’t want him to ever stop.

Within minutes he has me coming undone. He slides two fingers inside me as my orgasm pulses through my body. He doesn’t stop until my trembling body stills. “You’re so wet for me,” he says as he withdraws his fingers and pops them in his mouth, licking them clean. God, I love when he does that.

He stands and pulls the condom out of his pocket and removes his jeans. As much as I love being outside under the stars with him, I wish we had some light so I could see more of him in his naked glory. His body is breathtaking.

He rips open the condom wrapper with his teeth and slides it onto his impressive length. All I can think as I watch on is, I hope that monstrosity fits inside me. I’m definitely not having second thoughts, but I’ll admit the nerves are starting to settle in.