Whiskey and Lace(5)

"You've got the best view in the building." I smiled.

"I should, considering I own the place." His arms tightened around my waist.

"You own The Hancock?" I turned to glance at him over my shoulder.

"Yes." He skimmed his hands along my rib cage and grazed his fingers under my breasts.

"It's breathtaking." I gazed out at Boston laid before us.

"You're breathtaking." He lifted my shirt over my head. I stood looking out over the city in my jeans and bra as Carter's fingers trailed down the curve of my spine. He quickly unhooked the button of my jeans and slid the denim over my hips.

"I love you in lace." Carter fingered the delicate fabric of my panties. I turned in his arms and began to loosen his tie and undo the buttons of his dress shirt. My eyes darted to his office door and I worried my bottom lip between my teeth.

"Soundproof walls, Evangeline. You can scream as loud as you want." A sexy lopsided smile played across his lips.

Carter traced circles on my shoulder as his eyes blazed into mine. Butterflies jumped in my stomach when his shirt hung open and his toned chest was revealed. I traced my fingers along the edge of his pants before I unhooked the button and slid the fabric over his narrow hips. They dropped to his ankles and I discovered that he once again wasn't wearing anything underneath. What was it with this man? He stood before me in a loose tie with his dress shirt hanging open and nothing else. I dusted my fingers along his hardened length and his hips jerked and he sucked in a quick breath. I dropped to my knees in front of the floor to ceiling windows and traced his length with my tongue.

"Evangeline." His fingers slid into my hair and tightened. I looked up at him through my eyelashes as I worked his arousal. His eyes were trained on me as he panted and moved his hips slowly with my rhythm.

"You're so fucking beautiful." He took his tie off and let his shirt pool on the floor and then he hauled me up his body. My nipples hardened instantly at the contact. He unhooked my bra in an instant and let the fabric slide down my arms. He wrapped one hand around my neck and pulled my lips to his.

"I need to be inside you." He gripped the edge of my panties and ripped, then slammed me against the cold glass of the windows and hoisted my legs around his waist. His fingers dug into my bottom and the pain and pleasure of it had my core throbbing with need. He slammed into me in one hard jerk and pounded me against the windows overlooking the city.

My fingernails dug into his back and he groaned and pounded into me with quick, measured strokes. I threw my head back and Carter attacked my neck, scraping the flesh with his teeth. One hand was planted firmly on the glass beside my head to support us and his other gripped the nape of my neck. He was pounding into me relentlessly and the heat from his body on my front and the cold panes of glass against my back was intensifying my arousal and causing my nerve endings to hum.

"It's just you and me," Carter ground through his teeth. I felt a quickening in the pit of my stomach and I knew I was close. "Say it." He moved his hand to my hip and held on to me tightly.

"You and me," I panted and I felt my core begin to clench.

"Hold it, Evangeline. Wait for me." Carter pounded harder. My fingernails dug into his flesh and ran down his back.

"I can't." I panted and thrust my hips into him harder.

"Now, Evangeline." My orgasm ripped through me and I landed my teeth into his shoulder, blinded with the overwhelming sensation. Carter's hand dug into the flesh of my hip as he ground out the last few strokes of his orgasm. His head landed on my shoulder and I clung to his sweat-slicked skin waiting for my breathing to recover. We'd steamed up the windows and my body slid against the cool panes of glass. Carter stepped back, still inside me, and sat in his office chair with me straddling him. My heartbeat began to calm and I wiggled in his lap to reposition myself.

"Do much of that and I'll take you again over my desk, Evangeline."

My eyebrows arched in surprise and the corner of Carter's mouth lifted in a sexy smirk. I slowly stood up and found my jeans to get dressed. Carter slid his pants over his hips and pulled his shirt on and buttoned it. He reached for my bra and passed it to me and pocketed the tattered lace that was formerly my panties. I arched an eyebrow at him.

"I won't have any panties left if you continue at this rate." I slid my bra over my arms and fastened it.

"I'll buy you more." He grinned and sat down in his chair, adjusting his tie.

I sat down on the desk in front of him and placed my feet on either side of his hips. He slid himself between my legs and ran his warm hands up my jean-clad thighs.