Page 5 of Carter

He keeps his eyes firmly on mine. Thankfully the waiter begins to place our dessert on the table. I smile and thank him very enthusiastically because I have been craving chocolate. We all sit and eat in comfortable silence. Once the table has cleared, we continue our working conversation before both Isabella and Liam excuse themselves as their daughter is ready to sleep. Leaving Carter and me alone at the table.

We don’t say anything to each other as we make our way to the lobby, probably because there isn’t anything to say. I felt my palms begin to sweat. I hated feeling nervous around him. As I am about to leave and make my way toward the elevators, Carter’s hand slightly grabs my wrist. “You look beautiful,” he says, stepping closer so that our chest touches. I look up at him and force an awkward smile. “I had fun last night,” he says quietly.

My lips part slightly, and I realize he hadn’t let go of my wrist and continues to hold it while his thumb drew small circles across my skin. “Me too,” I say, eventually watching him smile at my words. He drops my wrist and walks towards the elevators. “Oh, by the way,” he says as he enters the elevator. His eyes rest on mine. “You have a sexy ass moan. I can’t wait to have you screaming my name again.”

My cheeks are completely on fire. Carter lets out a laugh as he watches my reaction. I couldn’t help but stare back at him because I had no clue if I should lie or respond with the truth. He continues to speak. “Especially when you’re moaning my name,” his eyes dropped to my lips, smirking at my reaction. “That was a one-time thing not happening again,” I mumble. He grins, getting the reaction he wanted out of me. “Wanna bet, baby?” he says, and the elevator doors close.

Chapter five

Leandra

It’s officially been about two weeks since the lobby incident, and Carter has been on his best behavior. Getting ready to start my day, I step into the shower and scrub my entire body from head to toe. I still can’t get over how big this shower is. Today’s outfit will be my favorite, an Ivory tweed frayed contrast trim jacket and a mini skirt two-piece set paired with my black Christian Louboutin. Stepping out of the elevator, I see Liam and Isabella. She happens to be carrying her daughter Eva. I can’t help but think that will be me one day once I go through the insemination process.

“That’ll be us one day,” hearing Carter’s deep voice, I nearly jump into the air. “Holy shit, you scared me,” I press my hand firmly to my chest and turn to see Carter standing towards the elevators, looking amused. Attempting to calm my breathing and mind, I compose myself because I hated how nervous I got around him. Carter chuckles at how startled I am.

“Don’t you ever creep up on me ever again, Carter? I mean it!” I say, instantly pointing my finger at him. He walks towards me and cracks a smile that makes me feel weak in the knees. “Did you hear what I said?” he asked me. I roll my eyes at his comment. “No, I’m not too sure I heard you. What did you say?” I say, looking amused.

His lips twitch into a smirk. Looking at Isabella and Liam, he turns to me and says, “That’ll be us one day.” I shake my head at him, confused. Is he referring to the family part, a baby with him, or the couple part? “What will?”

“Going on a date!” I hold his stare for a few seconds, noticing his eyes gleaming with confidence as he can almost see it coming true. I let out a laugh. Honestly, it’s not that I wouldn't want to go on a date, especially with Carter. It's just I have never been on one before. Always making excuses as to why I couldn’t accept. Always keeping myself busy with schooling and work, I haven’t had much time to consider dating.

“What’s so funny, Peach?” he says, narrowing his eyes at me. “Nothing, except for the fact that I don’t date.” I quickly clarify as we make our way toward the hotel exit. He nods. I try to walk fast so that I can get ahead of him, but he grabs my wrist. I stop as our skin touches, sending sparks throughout my body. “This isn’t a joke, Leandra. I want to go on a date with you,” he says so seriously that in that second, I believe him.

My face falls into an expression of confusion as I have never had a man pursue me like Carter. I pull away from his grip, trying to get to where the SUVs are waiting. Attempting to move again, he stands in front of me, pushing me against the wall, leaving no space between us. I can feel his breath on me as his lips reach my ears, and he whispers, “Why not?”

“Excuse me?” I state as I stare into his eyes. “Why don’t you date?” he challenges. I swallow, not knowing how I can explain to the sexiest man that I have ever seen that I have never been on a date. Before this, I was a goddamn virgin. I’m scared to put myself out there because what if I get attached, fall in love, and then he leaves? “I just don’t okay. Now can we please go? I don't want to be late for our location viewing.” He narrows his eyes at me suspiciously. “There’s a reason for your distrust, but don’t worry, Peach, I won’t give up.” I let out a quiet scoff. “Well, see about that,” I say, walking past him and getting into the SUV.

Arriving at the first potential location for my law firm, Carter and I made our way around the location. Looking to see if this location can be the future of R & K Law and Associates. As Carter speaks about the blueprint ideas and listens to what I envision. I can’t help but feel happy that I’m sharing this with him. He takes his role so seriously that, for some odd reason, turns me on.

As we both make our way toward the SUV, my stomach begins to growl. Looking at my watch as I sit in the passenger seat, I realize it is now 8:00 P.M. We haven’t even eaten lunch. Gosh, time went by quickly. I didn’t even realize how late it was. “Do you wanna get dinner?” Carter says as he turns quickly to face me before returning his focus. His knuckles hold the steering wheel tight, making it easier for me to see the veins that run along his hands up his arms.

Making it through six different locations took all the energy out of me. On top of all that, I am starving, and my feet are killing me. Never again will I be wearing heels when visiting potential locations in the future. Looking out the window as the music plays in the background, I can’t stop thinking about Carter’s conversation earlier.

A part of me would love to go on a date with him, but I just can’t physically bring myself to do it. I don’t want to get attached and then get heartbroken. I’m not too sure if I am even girlfriend material. For god sake, I have never been in a relationship. I don’t know if I’ll be able to trust myself not to overthink and overanalyze everything Carter says to me.

Carter seems sweet, caring, charming, and funny but also dangerous in and out of the bedroom. I can also try to pursue a friend-with-benefits relationship, but we all know that ends badly with me falling for him. He’s also not part of my plan. I was supposed to come here, get my business up and running, get inseminated, and return to New York.

I have never been good at showing or expressing my feelings and emotions. Still, my heart warms at the thought of us being something more than just sex partners. I cross my legs over each other and squeeze my thighs together as my mind plays back to the sex we had on the plane. Just thinking about it is getting me wet.

“Leandra. Do you want to get dinner with me?” Carter asks one more time. It takes me a couple of seconds to answer him as I think of an excuse to reject his offer. I shake my head no. “It’s late. Honestly, I would be bad company.” I say hoping he takes my answer.

Hearing a knock on my door, I rush towards it with only my towel wrapped around my body. Getting excited about the room service I ordered. As I open the door, I come face to face with the person who had invaded my every thought. Carter is leaning against the door frame with a smirk plastered on his face with food containers.

“Do you always open your door half naked?” he says, looking almost too amused at the situation. “No, I thought you were room service, and I happen to get excited about food,” I say with a hint of sarcasm. He watches me as I go to the bedroom to change before I waltz over to the living room, where Carter has set down our dinner.

As Carter is cleaning up, I glance over his body and face. Tension is so clearly in the air. I don’t even realize that I’ve started biting my lower lip as I glance at him. “Don’t look at me like that,” he says, making my eyes snap back at him. His expression is hard and almost unreadable. “Like what?” I say almost too casually.

As I’m standing in front of him, he leans closer as his lips graze my earlobe whispering, “Like you want me to fuck you.” Too horny to even think straight, he pulls back, making eye contact. His eyes look lustful and full of desire.

“Maybe I do,” I say quietly but loud enough for him to hear.

Before I know it, Carter crushes his lips towards mine as we fight for dominance. His tongue moves against my lower lip as he starts to suck on them. His hands trail down my body before stopping at my ass and gripping the skin, bringing me closer to him. Lifting me so I can wrap my legs around his waist, he continues kissing me as we make our way toward my bedroom.

I let out a shaky breath as he makes his way down my body pulling down my silk pajama shorts with one hand, finding my core. His fingers stroke my inner thighs as he spreads my legs wider. His fingers easily slipped into me through my slit, I was soaked.

I groan at the contact.

“Is this what you want, baby? Want me to eat that pretty little pussy of yours?” He says deeply, and I can’t form a word. All I do is nod. Pushing his fingers deeper, he settles between my legs as his head drops and runs his tongue from my opening up to my clit, sending shockwaves of pleasure throughout my body. Sucking my clit lightly, running his tongue on my swollen clit as his fingers thrust in and out, hitting my G-spot.

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