Page 88 of Under Control

“Kendra.” Delta exhaled, as if he’d been gutted.

Danica and Carrick exchanged looks, a concerned expression crossing his face.

Kendra shot him a murderous glare. “We need to talk.”

Delta’s jaw flexed, and he shook his head. An icy pause followed, and Addie silently backed up the staircase.

Carrick squeezed Danica into his chest, and grumbled into her ear, “Come with me.” He pulled her through the garage door, leaving Delta alone with Kendra.

“What’s going on with those two?” Danica asked as Carrick pulled her into a shadowy part of his garage.

“He didn’t call. Just stay out of it.”

But before she could persuade him to dish out more, he leaned forward and kissed her, stealing every ounce of her attention, drawing her into him. He ran his hands up and down her back until he found her ass, squeezing and bringing her tighter against him.

Pulling back, he gave her one last kiss before reaching behind him to a black sheet that was draped over something. He tugged on it, revealing a brand-new surfboard and wetsuit hiding underneath—with price tags still on them.

“For the honeymoon.”

Her mouth dropped open as she reached out to feel the smooth surface of the gorgeous new surfboard.

“God, Carrick—you spoil me,” she gasped. “How am I ever going to repay you?”

He laughed, picking her back up in his arms. He’d healed a lot in the past few weeks, though he still winced in pain when he pushed himself too hard. She felt his throbbing erection lengthening in his slacks as he took her jaw and kissed her deeper and deeper.

“I’ll show you.” He bit her lip and hiked up her dress. “You didn’t think my generosity came for free, did you?”

She tilted her head back as he ran his teeth down her throat, licking and tasting every inch of her neck and collarbone.

His dark drawl continued, “I was never a good guy, Dani. I’m greedy. I’m jealous. I’m possessive.”

He ran his rough, calloused hands up her thighs, pushing aside her panties like they were a waste of space. He immediately found her wet, eager pussy and pressed into her opening with determination. She moaned as he rocked his hand back and forth, drawing out her wetness then pulling out his hard cock. With the reminder of what he’d done to her in the past, hot need filled her, like she couldn’t wait for the wedding night. Because she knew exactly what she was in for.

As he shot his thick fingers into her pussy, massaging her aching walls, he groaned lower, darker.

“I’m controlling,” he confessed, biting her ear, “and I’m always going to be that way. I always get what I want—but you know that.”

Lifting her farther and pressing her back against the side of his truck, he brought the head of his massive erection to her slit and thrust up into her, bringing her full body down on his length. As he slid up into her with ease, she could hear shouting coming from the entry level of their house—and remembered that his best friend was just feet away.

Excited and nervous, she took every inch of Carrick’s member, letting him pound her body up and down as he tasted her mouth. Drinking her in, he kissed her hard and fast—and fucked her harder. Her breathing grew as fast as her moaning, coming so damn close to climax. He always knew when she was close and brought his fingers to her clit to drive her over the edge.

“You’re a difficult man,” she moaned back, kissing him and biting his lip. “But you’re an amazing one.”

He smiled into their kiss, bringing her body up and down his cock—harder and harder until her head was ready to explode.

“No, I’m a lucky man.”

“I love you beyond words,” she cried out, holding onto his shoulders.

It wasn’t long before he drew out her orgasm then he came—inside her. As his hot cum mixed with hers and dripped down her thighs, she giggled as their noses touched. His dark blue eyes blinked back at her, serious and assessing, before he broke into a wide, satisfied smile. He would always be that way.

And she would always love him for it.

“I hope you didn’t make a mess on my wedding dress,” she teased.

He smirked, letting out a chuckle as he kissed her once more—long and slow, promising and caring. He held onto her like he would never let her go.

She believed him.

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