Whiskey and Lace(6)

"I like you like this." His fingertips played with the skin just above the waist of my jeans. I ran my fingers through his hair and pulled teasingly.

"And I like you like this." Carter may be controlling in all aspects of his life, but at this moment I felt like I was in control. I sat perched above him and his eyes twinkled up at me through dark lashes. My heart thudded in my chest as the energy buzzed between us. He pulled me tighter into him and I dropped my head to press my lips to his. I was falling for Carter Morgan and I had a sinking feeling he would trample all over my heart.

"Join me for dinner tonight." Carter wrapped an arm around my waist and kissed the top of my head a few minutes later as I was leaving his office.

"What's on the menu?" I smiled up at him.

"I'll make something." Carter's arms wrapped around me.

"You're cooking?"

"Of course, why the surprise, Miss Austin?" A crooked grin spread across his face.

"Well, after breakfast…" I shuddered.

"Breakfast doesn't happen to be my forte." He gave my bottom a playful squeeze.

"So what is your forte, chef?"

"Just be at my house at seven." He smacked my bottom as I stepped into the elevator. I turned and smiled at the sexy grin that was spread across his face. The elevator doors closed and I sighed happily. This man drove me insane with both anger and pleasure but I knew I didn't have a chance of walking away from him.





Three





"Mmm, smells delicious." I inhaled as Carter greeted me at his front door. He wore an apron over blue jeans that hung loose on his hips. I handed him the bottle of Merlot I'd brought and he he kissed me fully on the lips in greeting. I deepened the kiss and grabbed his ass and squeezed. "I can't wait for dinner," I said in a throaty whisper.

"You are terrible, Evangeline."

I winked and skirted by him into the foyer.

"Spaghetti?" I headed for his kitchen where the delicious aroma was coming from.

"Best in Boston." Carter opened the wine as I grabbed two wine glasses.

"We'll see about that hotshot." I teased him. I dipped a wooden spoon into the bubbling tomato sauce and tasted it. "Oh, Carter," I moaned in pleasure.

He arched one eyebrow at me and a flash of heat crossed his eyes.

"You are a distraction, Evangeline. Dining room, go." He guided me out of the kitchen. I grinned and sashayed my hips, knowing his eyes were on me.

I sat down at the table and a minute later Carter sauntered out of the kitchen with two plates of spaghetti and garlic bread. He topped off our wine glasses and we dug into the pasta.

Eating spaghetti was an embarrassing experience in the best of times, but my nerves were on overdrive trying to eat with some elegance in front of Carter.

"You've got sauce." His eyes gleamed in amusement as he gestured to the corner of my mouth. I blushed in embarrassment and slid my tongue along my bottom lip to catch the sauce. Carter's eyes widened for a moment and then he leaned in with a dangerous gleam in his eye. He touched the corner of my lip gently with the pad of his thumb and then slid it between his lips and sucked it off. My heart thudded in my ears.

"You plus my tomato sauce tastes delicious." He grinned. I rolled my eyes at him. I twirled more pasta around my fork and took a bite, slurping the last errant noodles between my lips with a smile.

"So ladylike." Carter grinned. My tongue darted out along my lips to clean up the sauce. Carter's eyes zoomed to my lips and watched with a lusty grin.

"Done?" Carter raised an eyebrow.

"Not yet." I set my fork down and reached for my wine glass, sipping the red liquid and letting it swirl around over my taste buds. I closed my eyes and moaned softly at the rich liquid sliding down my throat. I heard Carter groan and my eyes flashed open just as Carter reached me and swung me into his arms.

"Where are we going?" My brows knit together in confusion.

"My bed," he mumbled through clenched teeth. Carter hauled me up the stairs to the top floor and leaned me back on his bed. He crawled over me, hiking my dress up along the way. He laved along my neck with his tongue and then pinched my flesh between his teeth. I pressed my hips into his hardness and tangled my fingers in his silky, toffee hair.

"Oh God, Carter. Please." I panted.

"Please, what?" He kneaded the flesh of my breasts through my dress.

"Undress me." I arched my body into his. He hauled me forward and pulled the fabric over my head then teased the strap of my bra with his teeth before pulling it off of my shoulder.

"So beautiful." he pulled the cups down, forcing the flesh up over the fabric. He pinched one nipple between his fingers and sucked the other into his mouth. A rush of heat drove straight to my center. Carter had the ability to drive me to the brink of orgasm with just a few simple touches.