"No. I thought we could stay in today and talk." He gave me a sarcastic grin.
"Well, I have stuff to do, I can't stay in." I sipped my coffee and peered at him over the edge of the mug. His face fell instantly.
"What do you mean you have stuff to do?" He glared.
"I have to work for a while. And I promised Cate and Sawyer lunch." I froze as soon as the name slipped past my lips. Carter's eyes narrowed and his jaw clenched.
"You're going out with Sawyer?"
"And Cate." I arched an eyebrow, daring him to say more. He watched me for a few moments before he brought the coffee mug to his lips and took another drink, never breaking eye contact with me.
"Is that a good idea?"
"Why wouldn’t it be?" I shrugged nonchalantly. I knew I was baiting him, but there was no more hiding. We'd had this discussion, and I wasn't willing to revisit.
"Just want to make sure. We have a lot of things to talk about, I don't want you to get distracted."
"I won't." I smiled at him innocently. A small huff escaped his mouth and my eyes gleamed in victory as I took another drink of my coffee.
"Make sure you wear your ring," he grunted.
"Will do, sweetheart." I gave him my best charming smile.
"Cute. You can spare a few hours for your husband, can't you?" He rose from his chair and tipped my chin up to meet his lips. He engaged me in a long and leisurely kiss. I knew it was an invitation.
"Are you trying to seduce me, Mr. Morgan?" I pulled away with a smile.
"If that's what it takes." He hauled me up out of the chair and carried me into the living room, our lips locked the entire time. He laid me down on the couch and curled up with me, one leg thrown over my own, an arm slung around my waist and his fingers dusting along the exposed skin at my hip. The small touch made my heart race and my nerves buzz. There was that electrifying charge in the air between us again.
I leaned into his body and played with the hair at the nape of his neck. I caressed his lips with mine slowly… teasingly… savoring his taste. I slid my hand along the sharp right angle of his jaw, making my heart quicken. He slid one hand into my hair and held me firmly at the nape of my neck, increased the pressure of our kiss, urgently taking me deeper.
I rolled over onto him and made contact with his body, my front lying fully against his. Our bare feet tangled together and he held my head with both of his hands, fingers entwined in my hair. I moved my body against his minutely and could feel him, hard against my center. A soft groan escaped his throat as I pushed into his body firmly.
"I missed you so much," he whispered against my lips. I moaned into his mouth as I slid my tongue against his. "I want to be inside you, Evangeline," he whispered in my ear, his breath tickling my neck and causing goosebumps to run down my body. His hands slid under my shirt to make contact with my skin. He smoothed and caressed and tickled. One hand grabbed the back of my bra and tugged roughly as he bucked his body into me. I pulled away from his lips slowly, my teeth scraping along his bottom lip, nipping just before I let go.
"You drive me wild," he exhaled in a throaty groan.
I pulled away for a moment, lifting my top over my head. His eyes shone with lust as they perused my body. I crossed my arms over my chest sliding the straps of my bra down each arm.
"Tease." He grabbed the top of each bra cup and pulled down, exposing my aching breasts to him. My nipples hardened as I felt his gaze devour me. He pinched and pulled, almost to the point of pain, while I arched my body and groaned with pleasure.
"You sound so beautiful when I touch you." He leaned up and sucked a nipple into his mouth, teasing with light flicks of his tongue then sucking hard, elongating it even further. My body arched again and I held his head tighter to my chest.
"Do you still want me, Evangeline?"
"Oh God, always." The answer escaped my lips before I even had a chance to think.
"I’ll never get enough of you." He fumbled with the button on my jeans. Once they were loose I lifted his shirt over his head then we both stood to slide our jeans down our legs. I landed back on his lap wearing only a pair of lacy underwear and my bra. I rubbed against his now naked form and he inhaled a sharp breath as the rough fabric of the panties scraped along his sensitive flesh.
"You're such a fucking tease."
"Only with you, Mr. Morgan," I groaned and rocked into him harder. He unhooked my bra and flung it on the floor, squeezing the soft flesh of my breast roughly.
"This better just be for me." He nipped at the hardened peaks and a shiver ran through my body. "Wrap your legs around me," he ordered. I did as I was told as he moved the scrap of fabric between my legs to the side and eased me onto his erection slowly. I moaned as he filled me, my body adjusting to his size and absence of more than a few days.