Page 95 of Beauty Beneath the Sorrow
“No, to the research.” I lower my eyes, chewing on the back of my lip.
“Lina,” he says my name like a warning. I love being his good girl, but damn, do I love being his bad girl too.
My face tenses. “I’m not going to pilot school.”
“This is something that’s important to you.” He leans against my dresser, blocking me from removing my pants from the drawer. “I’m here to help if you need anything.”
“Why is it important toyou?”
“I want you to feel like you can do anything.” He flashes me a side grin, but it’s enough to show off those perfectly white teeth behind his plump lips. “We share this passion. I can’t let it go to waste.”
“You know how sweet you are, Captain Hernandez?” I clickmy tongue a few times.
As I shut the bathroom door behind me, I caught a quick glimpse of his satisfied grin.
I slip my panties down my legs, then give this egg device a once over. Thinking about how Carter picked this up for me and how we’re going to play with it soaks my insides. I squat and easily shove it in—quicker than I thought. Wiggling my hips a few times to secure it in place, I’m surprised at how I barely feel it.
Checking out myself in the mirror, I’m suddenly hit with a buzzing bolt of electricity. Fuck. Dropping to my knees in the bathroom, I clench my legs together.Oh my god, that feels good.
I’m hanging on to the edge of the bathroom counter when I see Carter gently push the cracked door open. He’s holding his phone up with one hand while rolling up his shirt sleeves with the other.
His eyes light up when he sees me on the floor. “Hell yeah! It works.”
“Yes, it fucking works! Can you turn it down?” I shout. My eyes are watering from the intensity.
His eyes flare while a sly smile shapes his face. “That’s the lowest setting.”
“Fuck, Carter,” I purr, resting my head on the rug.
“Oh no. Not yet,” he scolds.
The vibration instantly stops. The lower half of my body is still buzzing, and my pussy continues to throb well after the toy is turned off.
Panting, I crawl over to the door. “Okay, maybe we need to discuss some rules with this thing.”
He crouches down in front of me. Placing two fingers under my chin, he tilts my head, forcing eye contact. “Every time I hear you say something negative about yourself, I’m going to turn this on high, then turn it off when you’re about to come.” He licks his lips. “Now, if you follow my rules and get on that computer to look at every single thing required for getting your pilot’s license, then I’ll reward you with my tongue and the special little friend that I’m sharing your pussy with right now.”
How can this man be so fucking sexy that when he tells me what to do, every single feminist bone in my body disappears?
Nodding, dry swallowing, I say, “Alright.”
Carter and I spend the next fifteen minutes or so discussing the process of getting my license and the steps that we need to take before we hear a knock at the front door.
“I wonder if Zoe forgot her keys again,” I murmur, walking over to answer it. “Dad!”
“Hi, sorry to stop by unannounced.” He gestures behind him at the car parked on the street. Bristol must be waiting there. He probably thought I would disagree if she came to the door with him. “Bristol and I were in the area on our way to dinner, and I thought we’d stop by to see if you wanted to join us.”
Oh my god, Carter is in the other room.My dad is going to wonder why Carter is at my house. I wish I could warn him. What am I going to say?Shit.
My heart pounds, and my palms sweat. “Um, why didn’t you call?”
“I did, but there was no answer,” he tells me.
Fuck. My phone is upstairs charging. “My phone was dead. I left it in my room so itcould charge.”
“Jag!” my dad calls out behind me.Fuck.
Carter appears at my side. “What’s up, man?” he greets my dad. “I stopped by. Lina and I were going to head out on a run.”We already ran and had sex.
