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Dinner isn’t how I pictured it would be with her family. Leandra’s family talks about their day. They laugh and overall enjoy each other's time together. We finish our food and start on dessert.

Her sisters ask me questions about what I do, where I live, and how we met. I answer all of them. After that, they tell me some of Leandra’s embarrassing childhood moments. I help clean the table and wash the dishes.

Leandra showed me to the guest room because according to her, there was no way in hell we were having sex with her parents just down the hall. I chuckle at her response, knowing damn well one of us will eventually make our way over, and my bet’s on her.

Chapter nineteen

Leandra

Returning to Australia has never been better. I moved in with Carter, so I’m no longer staying in a suite but in his penthouse. I have never been happier than I am today. Living with Carter isn’t anything as I imagined. We go to bed together and wake up together. I enjoy our dinners together, the alone times where we do nothing but spend time with each other. I enjoy waking up with him between my thighs and the morning sex sessions.

Today we are meeting Liam and Isabella for dinner with little Eva. I feel it has something to do with the conversation I had with Isabella when I was in New York. Isabella and Liam wanted to ask me something along with Carter, and I can’t help but wonder what it could be. The dinner will be at the hotel restaurant, which brings back fond memories.

As we walk into the restaurant, hand in hand, we make our way towards them. Sitting down, we order wine, appetizers, and our main entrée.

I have little Eva sitting on my lap as I give her some food. We’re talking and having a good time when Liam suddenly clears his throat, grabbing our attention. “I wanted to thank you both for joining us for dinner. Carter, man, you know you’re more than my best friend. You’re my brother. Leandra, I have known you for over six months. You’re an amazing woman and friend. I’ll let Isabella take over now.” He chuckles.

“Leandra, you have become a very good friend of mine, you’re like the sister I never had, and I see how you adore Eva. Eva loves you. It’s crazy how sometimes all she does is chant your name. Liam and I have been thinking, and we wanted to ask you and Carter,” she pauses as she looks at Liam. “We would like you two to be Eva’s Godparents.” They both speak at the same time.

I’m speechless, absolutely speechless, but honored that she would consider me for this. Carter and I look at each other, and I can see the emotions in his eyes. He grabs my thigh, squeezing it, and I can’t help but get a little emotional. I feel like they see me as part of their family in the long run. Regardless of what happens between Carter and me, I will always be here for that little girl.

Carter drove us back to the house after dinner with Liam and Isabella. We celebrated our acceptance to be Eva’s godparents.

I'm truly honored.

The ceremony will be taking place in two weeks. I had successfully drunk four and a half glasses of sangria. I was tipsy, not drunk, but I was so fucking horny. Alcohol does crazy things to people and for me, it gave me the confidence to do something about my current situation.

Carter was focusing on the road as the music played. He talked about what we should get little Eva, but my mind was interested in something else. My hand glides across his thigh gently, the fabric of his trousers against my skin. Carter’s eyes immediately follow my next move as I move my hand closer to where his cock sits.

“Leandra,” he says in a tone that tells me I should probably stop, but I don’t care. His attention returns to the road as his fingers tightly grip the steering wheel. Resting my hand on his hard cock, I can feel Carter stiffen. I brush my palm over his dick, and fuck does that bring a smile to my face. He’s hard, rock hard, and I’m about to rock his world. I palm him again and watch as Carter’s lips part, and he exhales a jagged breath, his knuckles turning white as he grips the steering wheel tighter.

“Peach, I’m driving,” he lets out as I continue to palm and tease him. I lean closer to his ear and whisper, “Pull over,” as I bite his lobe and suck on his neck. Taking a handful of his cock he groans softly. Then he does what I have been waiting for: he pulls the car over. He unbuckles his seat belt and grabs my face with his hands, claiming my lips. The kiss was desperate. I needed Carter like I needed oxygen. We pull away, and our breathing fills the car. “Fuck, Peach, you will be the death of me.”

I can’t help the devilish grin on my face after hearing Carter say that. I undo his shirt buttons as I plaster soft kisses down his neck. A throaty groan leaves his lips. “Get in the back,” I say as I undo the last button from his shirt. “I want to ride your cock.” I say in between sweet sensual kisses. Leaning back so the Carter can slide to the back, and fuck does that move alone make me want to come. I could not be any faster. As soon as he sits, I instantly climb on top of him. My legs are on either side as Carter's eyes watch me intently as I sit down on his hard-on. My hands roam his toned chest and abs. I start my trail of kisses, starting with his lips and down his neck, where I lick, suck, and bite the skin. I move to his shoulders and collarbone.

Damn, I enjoy biting his collarbone.

Carter’s hands glide up the back of my dress and slip inside as he grips my ass. My hands make work of his belt, and I slowly begin to undo it. Carter groans, and I know he’s desperate to be touched.

Fuck, I enjoy having this power way too much.

Slipping my hand into his boxers, I grip his cock, and he grunts. I kiss him, taking his bottom lip between my teeth, and suck gently as I stroke him up and down. He grew in my hand, which I didn’t think was possible as he was already hard. I knew he was big and thick, but somehow, he was bigger. One of his hands comes up to grasp the back of my head. His fingers fist my hair. He moans against my lips and kisses me hard.

My lips find their way back to his collarbone as I slowly drag them across his skin and lick my earlier bite mark. Carter groans again as I grip him harder, keeping my pace. “You like that?” I question seductively as I move my face so that we are facing each other. His eyes are full of lust, admiration, and love. He pulls my head to rest it down on his forehead. I flick my finger over his tip, spreading his precum all over the head. His eyes clamp shut. “Ugh, fuck Peach,” he says quietly. His head rolls back, giving me more access to his neck which my lips happily occupy.

I grip harder, pumping him faster as I mumble into his skin, “I asked you a question?” Carter moves my head back up to his lips and kisses me. “Yes,” he mumbles against me. Tonight is all about him and his pleasure. “Fu — Fuck Peach, I’m going to come.” Suddenly, Carter throws me down onto the seat with force and towers over me. My skin slaps the leather seats.

His hands reach under my hips, and he pulls my dress off swiftly, leaving me completely bare. A sexually frustrated sigh leaves his mouth as he looks down at my body. “Fuck Peach, you’re not wearing panties?” Carter questions, his voice deep and husky. A devilish grin covers my lips. “I guess not,” I whisper. Carter shakes his head at me like I’m some crazed animal, and I love it. He removes his trousers and leans down to kiss up my stomach. As I look towards his car ceiling, my lips part, and my hands fist his hair. His lips are on mine. The kiss is soft and slow.

“Damn, Peach, you have no idea how much I have been dying to get you bare,” he says against my lips. I close my eyes in satisfaction. “Then fuck me, Carter,” I swear I heard a growl leave his lips. I open my eyes to see him remove his boxers as his dick springs free hard, thick, and leaking pre cum. Carter lines himself at my entrance as he teases me before thrusting his cock inside me to the hilt. We both gasp as he enters me.

Fuck, he feels good!

He hoists my left leg over his shoulder and pins my right down by the kneecap. He thrust inside me before I could grapple with the fact that he was bare, the reality of what he was doing not registering, at least not at this moment. It felt incredible. His impressive cock filled me with no barrier, nothing keeping us apart; that mixed with this dominant feral side of him, and I was over the fuckin' edge. I moaned into his neck.

Fuck, he was going so deep, hitting the spot, that makes me go crazy. I moan out, my eyes rolling into the back of my head. “Carter. Carter. Carter. Please, harder. Fuck me!” I scream out breathlessly. My nails dig into his back, digging deeper as he thrusts harder and harder, going deeper each time. I wrap my legs around his waist, and he goes straight too fast and hard and misses out on going slow. He leans down to my face to look at me, and his eyes show lust and love. He claims my lips. Sucking on my tongue and taking my bottom lips between his teeth.

Holy shit, did I love kissing him during sex.

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