He nodded in approval. “Do you need me—”
I tightened my grip on his ass and spun around before taking purposeful strides to the cabin door. Thank Christ, I’d left the thing open.
“I’ll take that as a no then.” Amusement lifted his voice and he leaned in, resting his head on my shoulder, his face turned toward my neck so his warm breath hit my skin. His breathing was erratic, fast and irregular, pretty much mirroring my own.
Once inside, I pushed the door closed with my foot, and then took a step to the couch. I paused when Carter shook his head. “Bed?” I asked.
“Shower,” he whispered.
Shower it was.
We made it to the en suite already buck naked and impressively injury free. No easy feat since the journey had taken us a good ten minutes of stumbling into walls, tripping over jeans, and me finding the willpower to wrench Carter’s mouth off my erection.
We washed each other thoroughly, then I pressed Carter against the shower wall, still covered in soap suds, my mouth connected to his as our tongues swept against each other’s. He hissed when I gripped him and stroked lazily. I wanted to take this slow, despite throbbing with the need to be deep inside him.
Hot, smooth, and wet, he was perfect in my palm. With a quick sweep of my thumb over his tip, his hiss turned into a groan. I swallowed the sound at the same time as my fingers traveled to his balls. I cupped them, giving him a gentle squeeze, then brushed back toward his ass, sweeping my finger against his puckered hole. Carter wrenched his mouth from mine.
“Fuck me, Tanner.”
I laughed, my heart filling with emotion. Grinning, I leaned in and said against his neck, “You know I love it when you lose control enough to swear, baby.” My lips against his flesh, I pressed against him once more before I pushed my finger into him. “Say it again.”
This man of mine had the sweetest of mouths. Not only did he taste delicious and gave me the best head of my life, but the only time he ever swore was when he was seriously pissed off, or so needy for me that he couldn’t keep his words straight. Pushing him to the edge and making his dirty mouth come to life was one of my favorite things. This time, he didn’t disappoint.
“Tanner. Fuck. I need you.”
I licked a path from his ear to his collarbone, then kissed and nipped my way to his chest. “What do you need?”
A gasp-groan escaped him and drew my gaze to his face. His neck was angled back, and his eyes were shut, his top teeth bit down on his bottom lip. I pressed my finger deeper inside him, watching his face closely. His eyes snapped open, and he peered down at me. Dragging my finger out slowly, I lowered to my knees with my gaze locked on his.
“What do you need?” I repeated.
“Everything.” He groaned when I rewarded him by pushing back inside him and rubbed my chin against his bobbing shaft. “Just fuck me so fucking hard that I… I…” My tongue on his crown was a distraction, sure, but two uses of fuck in a sentence deserved a reward. “…I only feel you, only want you. I want your tongue…” He gasped when said tongue wrapped around his head before lapping lightly at his slit. “…I want your tongue, your fingers, your cock, I want them everywhere.” Carter’s breath came out in heavy pants by the time he stopped speaking, and mine wasn’t much better.
His words spurred me on. I wanted everything he said too. I wanted to bury myself inside him so deeply that he’d feel me when he dreamed, when he bathed, when he fucking brushed his goddamn teeth. I wanted to be the only one who would ever touch him again. Fuck it. I would be the only lucky bastard who would lay hands on him. There was no other possibility and no other explanation other than I loved this man with my whole heart and fucking soul.
Fuck.
I sprang up, taking both hands with me, and held his face between my palms. Two bright brown eyes peered back at me in surprise. My mouth slammed against his as I poured every ounce of feeling I had for this man into that one kiss, needing him to understand I was there. I wanted it all too.
“I love you,” I finally said as I eased back from his mouth, my heart beating fiercely against my chest as my eyes met his.
The surprise had gone, lost in the heavy kiss we’d shared. But on my words, his eyes once more widened before softening, a smile lifting his cheeks. “I love you, too.”
No hesitation. No stumble. Just four perfect words that undid me.
I grinned, my lips connecting with his briefly before I demanded, “Turn around, baby, let me show you how fucking much I love you.”
His eyes all but rolled back in his head at my tone and instruction. Carter turned for me, his palms pressing against the shower wall. Short, heavy breaths mingled with the sound of the water splashing against our bodies and the floor.
After redirecting the spray a little so I wouldn’t end up drowning, I sank to my knees and looked up. “Baby.” He angled his head to look down at me. “This ass is mine.” Even in the steam of the shower I watched in satisfaction as the heat of a blush rose on his cheeks.
I bit his ass lightly, causing a needy gasp from Carter. Then I opened him to me. Without me asking, he readjusted his feet and legs and bent just enough to give me access. Fuck me. His puckered hole was perfect.
I’d had too many fantasies of tasting him in the best of ways, knowing above all else, my tongue would make him so goddamn hard, he’d be likely to come before I’d gotten my real fill of him. Leaning closer, I pressed my tongue gently against his opening, earning me an immediate groan of bliss. I lapped at him, all the time focusing on his response, wanting to know what would push him over the edge and give him the greatest pleasure.
Sex with Carter was easily the best I’d ever had. He was giving and eager to try new things as well as voicing his desire to satisfy me. That and knowing he loved me…. I eased my tongue into his channel, keeping the muscle stiff. God, I wanted this, wanted him, needed him every way I could get him.
Tight and perfect, he welcomed me into his body as he groaned and whimpered, sporadic “fucks” easing past his lips. When I pressed a hand against his lower back, encouraging him to bend even lower, he did so immediately. We moaned in unison as I penetrated deeper and felt him pulse around me.
