"You are so beautiful, Evangeline. You bring so much light into my life," he said as he slid the straps of my bra down my arms and pulled the cups down to reveal my breasts to him. I groaned and arched my back as he took a nipple in his mouth and sucked softly. I thrust my fingers into his hair and pushed him closer to my chest, needing more friction along every inch of my body.
"What do you want, Evangeline?" he whispered as he moved to my other nipple, while his hand pressed against my aching center from the outside of my jeans.
"Fuck me, Carter." I pulled his hair to bring his lips up to mine. I pressed a hard kiss against his soft lips and our tongues twisted together passionately.
"I'll fuck you senseless later, right now I'm going to make love to you," he whispered as he popped the button on my jeans and slid them down my thighs. He slid to his knees on the floor, removing my jeans and spreading my thighs. My breathing hitched when I realized that he was going to make love to me with his mouth.
"Carter," I moaned his name and writhed beneath his firm hands holding my thighs in place. He dipped his head and I felt his soft hair tickle the sensitive flesh between my legs.
"Keep still, baby," he said in a throaty whisper before laving his tongue up my center. My body relished the contact as I threaded my fingers through his hair and pressed him closer to me. He thrust two fingers inside as he circled his tongue along my clit.
"Carter," I gasped and bucked into him. "God… please."
"You're so fucking wet, Evangeline. I'm going to make you come so many times tonight you won't be able to walk when I'm done," he said before sucking my clit between his lips and pulling. Amidst a haze of swirling and massaging and thrusting I fell apart panting his name.
"Not even close to being done, love." I heard his zipper come down and he aligned his arousal with my center and entered me slowly. He rocked in and out, never fully entering all the way, caressing the sensitive nerves at my entrance. I groaned and threw my head back in pleasure.
"Look at me. I want to see your beautiful eyes when we make love." He continued to rock gently as my eyes fluttered open to meet his. Bright blue irises shone back at me with love and emotion. He rewarded me by thrusting deeper into me, hitting me to the hilt quickly and then dragging his length back out slowly, caressing every nerve on the way. I gasped when he thrust and shuddered each time he pulled back. My teeth locked down on my lip as I held eye contact with him. A lopsided grin crossed his face.
"Let it go, baby. Let me see the pleasure I give you." He gripped my ass in both his hands and began to pound relentlessly, lifting my hips to meet him and hitting a sinful spot deep inside that had me screaming and writhing with pleasure. My body clenched around him and I heard his own erotic groan as he hit his release. My nerve endings tingled and stars flitted in my vision as I squeezed my eyes tightly while deep breaths wracked my body.
Carter collapsed onto me and I held his body tightly to my own, caressing the firmness of his back with my fingertips. Carter carried me the rest of the way to our bedroom moments later and proceeded to fuck me senseless and make love to me the rest of the night.
Eleven
The next few weeks went by in a blissful blur. I stayed with Carter at his house; it was now our house as he reminded me at every moment. I happily signed the paperwork to make my name officially Mrs. Evangeline Morgan. My heart swelled with love that the three of us would be a united family.
I wasn't naive enough to think that all of our problems were behind us, and I would be lying if I said that once and a while I didn't fear that Carter would throw his walls up and lock me out, but he hadn't and I wanted to believe deep down in my heart that those days were behind us.
I’d also bit the bullet and called my parents and broke the news that Carter and I had gotten married. My mom was understandably devastated. I was her only child; she'd always dreamed of being at my wedding some day. She cried, I cried, but I explained that Carter and I were happy and working on our future together. Dad on the other hand wasn't so receptive, but I knew Mom would bring him around.
Carter and I had decided to wait to share the news with our families about the baby; I was so nervous that something bad could happen at any moment, I was still holding my breath every passing day until our next appointment. Carter also broke the news to his parents that we'd gotten married and they were beyond excited. Emma had in fact known that day at the barbecue and gushed on the phone that she was so excited to finally have a sister and that she'd nearly burst with wanting to spill the beans.
"Are you nervous?" Carter had taken the day off to take me to my six-week appointment. This was the big one, the one where we would hopefully hear the heartbeat.