Rapture and Lace(17)

"I need you." Tears pooled in my eyes at the overwhelming emotion I was feeling for him. Carter slid his open palms down my exposed back and held me for a few moments. He nuzzled his nose into my hair and inhaled deeply.

"I love you so much. I’ll never be able to say no to you. I don't ever want to." He slowly dragged the fabric of my perfect white dress the rest of the way down my shoulders and over my arms. He slid the fabric past my hips and I stood before him in a pair of lace cheeky panties he had purchased from La Perla. A purple pair nonetheless, that so perfectly matched the calla lilies he had picked for today. Little did he know that I had chosen these panties because they too reminded me of the flowers he'd given me.

His fingers hooked into the lace of my panties and fingered the fabric as he kissed along the curve of my neck and whispered his love for me in my ear. I moaned and writhed in his grip, my body aching for him. He slowly dropped to his knees on the floor before me and slid his hands down my legs. He lifted one leg out of the pool of lace on the floor and slipped one satin heel from my foot, then placed it back on the floor. He did the same with my other foot then slid his warm palms back up my legs, over the curve of my bottom, landing them locked at my waist.

I kissed him fully on his soft lips and my fingers fumbled with the buttons of his jacket. I shrugged the tan fabric off of his shoulders, and then pulled the white shirt from his pants. I continued to kiss him and his fingers ran into my hair as mine worked on each button of his shirt. He released his hands from my hair and I pushed the crisp fabric off his lean shoulders. My fingertips lingered and dusted along the hard lines of his body; around the muscles of his shoulders and collarbone, up the curve of his neck, snagging his ear lobes and giving them a playful tug, before twisting in his tousled hair. I pulled his lips to mine and pressed my body to his. He grabbed my hip with one hand and held me tightly, smoothing his other hand up my thigh to reach the lace of my panties. He played with the delicate fabric, his fingers tracing around the edges and dusting just beneath the panty line, in and out softly, driving me wild. I moaned into his mouth and ground my center into him to show him I was more than ready. A smile played across his lips as he softened our kiss and placed small nips on my bottom lip. He backed me against the bed until my legs hit the mattress.

He placed both hands on my bottom and bounced me up to sit on his waist, my legs wrapped around his body. My arms wrapped around his neck as I threaded my fingers in his hair and kissed him hard and fierce; I was so ready for him.

"I want you. I want my husband." My heart skipped a few beats at the words. His eyes shot open to gaze into mine, a love and passion mix burned in their blue depths. Carter forced my body back onto the bed with my legs still wrapped around his waist, fisting my hair in one hand, while the other was stretched out to support his body, hovering over mine. I kissed, nipped, and ground my body into his. My hands fumbled to release the button of his pants, working the zipper to pull it down over his narrow hips. I was pleased to find that Carter, my sexy husband, was without undergarments again. I was beginning to think he didn't own any. I pushed his pants as far down his thighs as I could before he pulled away from me and pushed the fabric the rest of the way. He kicked off each shoe and slung his pants to the side with one foot and then crawled back on top of me with a hungry look in his eyes.

I scooted my bottom up the bed to allow us more room. Carter's smooth, muscled body hovered over me, his mouth planting soft kisses up my stomach, between my breasts, swirling in the hollow of my throat, around the curve, and finally arriving at the skin beneath my ear. His breath came out in ragged pants as his teeth skimmed the shell of my ear. I writhed against his body, grabbing his hips and pulling him down on me. Carter sucked in a sharp breath through his teeth when his arousal made contact with my lace panties.

"I want you so much." Carter rubbed his length along the fabric lightly and his eyes remained closed and his jaw tight as he tried to restrain himself. I crushed my center harder into him, attempting to relieve some pressure from my need for him.

"I’m ready, I’m so ready, please."

"Please what, tell me," he whispered with his eyes still shut.

"Please make love to me, Carter. I love you so much. Please make love to me," I breathed as my hands ran up his lean torso.

"I love when you say that. I love when you say that you love me. You make me so happy, Evangeline. Everyday." He hooked a finger around the waistband of my panties and then slowly slid the fabric down my legs. The lace gliding roughly over my hypersensitive flesh caused my heart rate to spike and my arousal for him to grow. He leaned back on his thighs and slipped the lace the rest of the way down my legs and tossed them to the floor, looking back at me with a crooked grin.