Page 74 of No More Secrets
He kicked a chair out from the table and as he sank down onto it, he sank into her. She gasped against his throat.
“God, I love how you fit me,” he whispered, lips skimming her throat.
Summer’s legs hung over the sides of the chair, toes skimming the floor. Carter adjusted, shoving his jeans down further so he could open his legs.
She moaned at the friction it caused inside her.
“So perfect. So beautiful. Hold still a minute, baby.” He held her hips in place when she started to move. “I just want to feel this. Feel you surrounding me, belonging to me.” His fingers dug into her hips with the effort to stay still.
Summer shivered. She was so full.
“Let’s take this nice and slow.”
Carter untied the knot in her denim shirt and slid it from her shoulders. He dipped his thumbs under the thin spaghetti straps of her white dress.
“Did I mention that I’m not wearing a bra, either?” she murmured, pressing kisses to his face.
His hands stilled on her waist.
“I’m glad you didn’t tell me until now, otherwise I wouldn’t have lasted through dinner,” he said, trailing his mouth over her collarbones.
He slid the straps from her shoulders and Summer held her breath as the material clung to her breasts for a moment before slipping down her body.
The candlelight flickered from behind her, casting shadows everywhere. But she could still see Carter’s eyes. The hard glint of need when he leaned in to softly nuzzle at her breast.
Summer sighed and ever so slowly rocked her hips forward and then back. Carter moved inside her, with her. He ran his tongue over one sensitive tip and then the other. His strong hands lifted her so he could move with her.
“Slow, Summer. Slow,” he whispered, his breath hot against her skin.
She rode him slowly in the candlelight until the wave of pleasure took them both to the peak before sending them drifting, spiraling down to earth.
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The morning arrived too quickly for Summer’s taste. One minute she was wrapped in Carter’s arms, and the next she was opening her car door, saying good-bye.
“Text me when you get home, okay?” Carter reminded her for the third time.
“I will. And we can talk tonight?”
“Nine o’clock,” Carter nodded.
Summer swung her bag into the passenger seat and turned around to face him. She wrapped her arms around Carter’s waist one last time.
“I don’t know what to say. How to tell you ...” she pressed her face into his chest.
His arms enfolded her again and he brought his chin to the top of her head. “Just say ‘I’ll see you soon.’” He was right. She fit him just right.
Summer nodded and sighed. “Okay, one more kiss.”
Carter obliged and gave her a kiss that scorched her to her toes.
“See you soon, honey,” he said, kissing the tip of her nose and her forehead.
“See you soon, Carter.” Biting her lip, Summer pulled back and slid behind the wheel.
Summer slipped on her sunglasses, and blowing him a kiss, pulled away.
CHAPTER NINETEEN
