Page 93 of From London, With Love

“Take down the judgement a notch, Miss Matthews,” he tuts, withdrawing himself from my body and reaching over to a small gift bag on the floor I’d failed to notice. “I purchased it yesterday after asking you to come over.”

“Well, that’s awfully sweet, but my birthday isn’t for several months.”

Grabbing my chin between his thumb and forefinger, he tilts my head in his direction once more, and I love the way he eyes me hungrily. “Oh, how I’d like to put that bratty mouth to better use again,” he murmurs, running the pad of his thumb across my bottom lip. “But that will have to wait.”

He releases his hold, but my gaze remains on him, watching intently. The vibrator packaging is discarded with expert speed, leading Carter to return to his place behind me within seconds.

I’m still watching our reflection when Carter’s hand snakes under me, coming to rest on my clit. I jerk forward at the sudden cold sensation as the unmoving vibrator touches my skin.

“Same rules as before,” Carter says, tapping his thigh with his free hand.

“Noted.” I don’t make the mistake of nodding this time.

Carter gives me a pleased look in the mirror. “You’re learning.”

Without breaking eye contact through our reflection, Carter spits on his dick, coating his length until it’s gleaming. He winks. “Don’t want to hurt you, love.” Without another word, he glides inside me until his hips are flush with my arse. The click of a button sounds, but it isn’t warning enough for the jolt of arousal that pulses through my clit as the vibrator comes to life.?

“Fuck,” is all I can manage with a soft moan, overwhelmed by the sensations.?

“How does that feel?” Carter’s voice is huskier than usual and somehow even hotter. Another moan escapes me when he kicks the vibrator up a speed, causing my hips to buck into him as he drives into me. If I thought I was overwhelmed before, this shit is next level now.?

My arms wobble, and then I collapse onto the sheets from the weight of the pleasure. I manage a few deep breaths before an arm wraps around my midsection, hauling me up and pinning my back against his bare chest.?

“Keep your eyes on me, baby.” The hand wrapped around my stomach slides its way up my body, pinching and twisting each nipple as it climbs.?

That familiar warmth begins creeping up my spine, radiating from the apex of my thighs. With my face turned to the mirror, my head falls against Carter’s pecs. Our gazes neverstray, the fire within each of our eyes fighting for dominance over the other. My hot breath caresses the underside of his jaw with each sigh. Knees buckling beneath me, Carter’s body becomes the only thing keeping me upright.

The inner walls of my pussy tighten around Carter. Any doubt around whether he felt it is ripped to shreds when he increases the setting on the vibrator once more. My entire body lights up, pure ecstasy flowing through my veins.?

“That’s it baby,” Carter croons. With one hand between my legs working the vibrator with expert synchronicity to his thrusts and the other caressing my small breasts with a bruising touch, Carter paints the filthiest picture in our reflection.?

If the general public could see him now, there’d be no reason to question whether men can multitask.?

The feeling of my impending orgasm returns with a vengeance, but I’m adamant I won’t go down without a fight. I’ve always been a little on the competitive side, but never in my wildest dreams did I think I’d be fighting not to come first. I’m running out of time and options, so I resort to playing dirty. I’ve witnessed firsthand the effects my moans and sighs have on Carter, so it’s time to kick them up a notch.

On his next deep thrust, I let out my sexiest moan, complete with a high-pitched ‘ah’ as I snake a hand around to the nape of Carter’s neck. I tangle my fingers into his short hair, tugging. Another exaggerated moan leaves my mouth, and my free hand reaches up to pinch my sensitive nipple.?

“Oh, fuck Carter, right there.” I don’t even recognise my voice; it’s far more sultry than ever before. It seems to hit the spot though, because Carter goes harder and deeper more rapidly than ever. The movement of our bodies has the headboard slamming up against the wall, but we don’t care.

Instead, his eyes close, and his head drops back. Satisfaction rolls through me like a wave breaking on the shore as hegives one final deep thrust, letting out a strangled moan. When I feel Carter fill the condom, imagining how it would feel to have him fill me instead, I come undone.?

All coherent thoughts slip my mind, one word remaining in their wake—Carter. He continues to surprise me in the most unexpected of ways. Although on second thought, this orgasm isn’t unexpected at all. I’m well versed in his oral skills, so it would be remiss of me to assume any less of his other skills. Andfuck, is he skilled.

Every inch of my skin tingles with adrenaline. Every nerve ending continues firing on all cylinders. Every brain cell is fighting with another; half are trying to piece together how to repeat that orgasm pronto, while the other half are rebuilding the walls that came crumbling down the moment he held the door open for me.

We collapse onto the bed in a pile of entangled limbs and sweat-matted hair, but neither of us care. We’re too busy trying to catch our breaths and lower our heart rates. I’m genuinely surprised my watch didn’t start some medical alert with the way my heart was racing, practically trying to beat its way through my sternum.?

Unsurprisingly, the runner among us regains his breath first.

“Fuck, Lara. You are exquisite.”

A delirious laugh echoes from my throat. Meeting his eyes, I see a glint in them I haven’t noticed before. The effort I’d put into lowering my heart rate only moments ago is thrown out the window, the hussy ramping it right up after seeing that look.

“You’re not too bad yourself.” The words come out muffled as I stifle a yawn.

“Someone’s worn out.” Carter pokes my side. I try to slap him away before he realises I’m ticklish, but he moves his hand before I get the chance. “Should I rule out round two?”

Rolling my eyes, I fail to hide the smile that breaks through. “I should probably get going unfortunately, it’s quite late.” Before I can roll away, an arm loops around my midsection, tethering me to his side.

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