Whiskey and Lace(21)

"Quite the collector. Isn't that charming." I rolled my eyes.

"I need something to jog my memory of your hot body when you're not here." His warm hand slid underneath my shirt and caressed my breast. My breathing hitched and I kissed him deeply.

"Come on, up you go. You've got to get ready for dinner." He lifted me off his lap and slapped my bottom. "Use my shower if you want, there's something in there for you to wear."

"Ok." I skipped into the bathroom in his office and peeled out of my jeans and shirt. "Want to join me?" I threw my bra out into his office with a smile. His eyes widened for a minute and then he stalked after me like a cat stalking its prey. I giggled and ducked into the shower, turning on the water so he wouldn’t follow me. He held my eyes with an intense gaze and loosened his tie and slipped it over his head, then shrugged the suit jacket off of his shoulders. My heart began to pound when I realized I would have company in the shower after all. He undid the buttons of his shirt one by one, his eyes never leaving mine, and then yanked his shirt out of his pants.

My heart hammered and my nipples hardened and ached in anticipation of his touch. I held eye contact with him while I slid my hand down my slippery body. My fingers found my aching bundle of nerves and began to massage in slow circles. His eyes widened at me and I could see his breathing pick up. I took a deep breath and leaned back against the tile wall of the shower, letting the water cascade down my body. My head tipped back and I began to massage harder, while my other hand slid up to my breast to play with my nipple.

I bit my lip and a moan rolled out of my throat. Carter licked his lips and then popped the button and dropped his trousers to the floor in one swift move. He stepped into the shower with me and placed his hand over mine to feel me touching myself. He took my nipple in his mouth and tugged with his teeth. My back arched into him as he pressed my hand harder into myself. A feral growl escaped his throat and then he dropped to the floor on his knees and held my thighs open with his strong hands as he attacked me with his mouth. I moaned loudly and ran my fingers through his hair. I pulled him tighter to me and he tugged gently on my sensitive bud with his teeth. I groaned in pleasure; the hot water cascading down my body coupled with Carter's mouth making love to me was overwhelming and it didn't take long for my body to buck and tremble with my orgasm. My legs were weak and my fingers tightened and pulled his long, wet hair. Carter held me up with his firm hands to prevent me from crumpling onto the shower floor. He slid up my body and I felt his hard length pressed against my soft belly.

My brain buzzed with the post-orgasm high, but it didn't dampen my desire for him. He bounced me up on his hips and I wrapped my legs and arms around his body. I dove into his neck and nibbled and licked along the wet flesh underneath his ear. Carter held onto my bottom with both hands and pulled my body away from his just enough to angle his length into me. When he was sheathed inside me he thrust his hips up into me and pinned me against the wall.

Carter filling me to my very core was some sort of sweet ecstasy and in that moment there was nothing else I craved more than him. He grunted and thrust into my body as we slid and smacked together under the hot spray of the shower. I held one arm out, flat-palmed against one wall of the shower to help support me as I rode him. He held me firm in his hands and pounded over and over frantically, as if he couldn’t get enough of me. From this angle he wasn't hitting me deep, but the closeness of our bodies was providing shallow stimulation that drove me wild. I knew I would come any second. My other hand tightened in the back of his hair and I groaned and panted in pleasure.

Carter's thrusting became deeper and more frenzied before his teeth sunk into my neck. I came instantly at the pain and pleasure combination and Carter gave one long, shuddering groan and came inside me as my body pulsed around him. His body heaved in exertion and I clung to him, afraid to trust my legs to hold me as his long wet hair tickled my neck. Our breathing slowed down and Carter lifted his head.

"Christ, I’m so sorry, Eva." He kissed the crevice of my neck tenderly where he'd bitten me. "That will probably leave a mark." He pulled back and looked me in the eye apologetic.

"It's ok." I touched my fingers to the tender skin. "It was kind of hot." I pressed his lips to mine firmly, and then bit down on his bottom lip without apology. Carter kissed me back and gave a deep chuckle when he pulled away.

"You are insatiable, Miss Austin." He set me down on the floor and smacked my ass playfully.

"Only with you." I spun under the stream of water to grab for his shampoo. Carter took the bottle from my hands and washed my hair and body, caressing me slowly and seductively. Carter's big hands all over my wet body threw my system into overdrive. After he was done I took the bottle of shampoo from him and washed his hair lovingly. Running my fingers through his silky, toffee-colored strands and massaging his scalp slowly brought me so much pleasure. I loved Carter's hair. A CEO of a billion-dollar company shouldn't have long, unruly hair, but Carter did and it worked so well on him. His eyes closed and a soft moan escaped his lips as I massaged. Then I ran my hands up and down his body with soap; slowly around his defined arms, across the planes of his toned chest, down to his narrow waist and his strong thighs. Carter's body was the stuff of Greek legend. When Michelangelo sculpted David, he must have had Carter in mind.