He eased inside her just an inch.
“Look at me, beautiful.”
Carolyn met his gaze and everything inside her went soft with the perfect and loving way this sexy man gazed at her in this moment.
“Ready?”
“Yes.”
He slowly pushed inside her, keeping their eyes locked. They were so close they shared the same breath.
“You okay,” he whispered against her lips.
“Very okay.”
“You feel so damn good, Caro.”
She slid her hands over his shoulders and his muscular back, loving the sensation of skin on skin. “So do you.”
When he stopped she knew why he’d gone slowly; he filled her completely.
“Wrap your legs around me.”
As soon as she shifted, her body seemed to open and he pushed in deeper. “Oh.” Her hands found purchase on his butt cheeks. Whenever he angled his pelvis those powerful muscles flexed beneath her hands.
Carson kissed her, bringing her focus to the soft stroke of his tongue against hers.
During the kiss, she felt him start to move, pulling back and pushing forward. Her inner tissues were gripping him so tightly, trying to keep him buried inside.
His lips followed the line of her jaw to whisper, “You with me if I pick up the pace?”
“Yes.”
Then Carson’s mouth seemed to be everywhere, nuzzling her throat, leaving sucking kisses on the inner curve of her shoulder, his uneven breath in her ear proved he was as affected by this as she was.
He pushed his body up higher, but his gaze was glued to her face. “Look at you. I’ve imagined bein’ with you like this, but my imagination didn’t do it justice.”
She opened her mouth, but closed it.
Carson stopped moving. “What?”
“We did this last night.”
“Not like this, we didn’t.” He slid his lips back and forth over hers. “Last night was hard and fast and hot as fuckin’ fire, but this? This is me makin’ love to you, sugar.”
And it felt like love; very overwhelming. The rough friction of his chest hair on her nipples, the weight of his body. The hot and sweet kisses that were perfectly matched to his steady surge and retreat rhythm.
She kissed his neck, loving the salty taste of his skin and the musk that smelled too good to come from a bottle.
His strokes became faster and he broke the kiss to stare into her eyes. “I can’t hold back. Are you close?”
Carolyn wasn’t sure; it all felt so good that she just nodded.
His thrusts came hard and fast. Then he threw his head back and groaned.
She watched him shamelessly; his eyes squeezed shut, his mouth slack.
He was even more powerful and stunning lost in passion.
Then he opened those amazing blue eyes—eyes still clouded with pleasure—and teased her with the languorous kisses of a satisfied man.
“What’s the smirk for?” he asked.
“Are you happy now that we did this in a proper bed?”
“Very happy. I could get used to doin’ that,” Carson murmured against her throat. “A lot.”
A dreamy smile creased her face as she trailed her fingers down his spine. “Me too. Though last night in the rain was fun.”
“Mmm.” Carson pushed up and watched her eyes as he pulled out slowly. “Sore?”
“A little.”
“Maybe I’ll have to kiss it and make it better later.”
Her belly flipped. “Okay.”
Carson grinned. “Liked that, didja?”
Even though she was naked just talking about that made her blush and she wanted to turn her head away to hide how much she’d loved that. Or if—when—he’d want her to do the same thing to him. Her gaze slid to his groin. He was still sort of hard. Which made her curious as to what it looked like when it wasn’t hard.
His fingers slipped under her chin, forcing her attention on him. “Got a mighty interesting look on that beautiful face. Whatcha thinkin’ about?”
She squirmed beneath his scrutiny.
“Tell me.”
“Do you want me to do that to you?” she blurted out.
Carson’s eyes widened and then turned fiery hot. “You tryin’ to kill me, woman?”
“N-no, but I thought—”
“Yes, I can’t wait to see these lips around my cock. But I ain’t gonna push you. So how about you let me know when you’re ready to try it.”
“Okay.”
“Get dressed before I crawl back in there with you.”
Carolyn couldn’t take her eyes off Carson as he put his clothes back on. It was just as intimate getting dressed together as it’d been getting undressed together.
As soon as they were fully clothed, Carson pulled her into his arms and just held her. No ravenous kisses, no roaming hands. His need for such simple contact with her sent her spiraling to the point of no return.