her without warning and swung her up onto the bed in a quick, skillful move that made her squeal.
In just a few seconds, she was sprawled out with her head almost on the pillow. Carter climbed on top of her, holding himself up above her with straightened arms.
She let her fingers trail up and down the length of one strong bare arm. “Okay. That was a good move. I’ll give you that much.”
He leaned closer. “You’re going to give me more than that.”
She wasn’t sure how he did it, but that gravelly texture in his voice was as sexy as a physical touch. “Talk, talk, talk. So far, all you’ve done is talk and put me on this bed. You’re going to have to do a lot more than that if you really want to imp—”
Her teasing words were cut off again. This time by Carter kissing her hard.
It was a really good kiss. Slow and demanding and hungry. Her body melted beneath his as she wrapped her arms around his neck and gave herself over to the rush of intense feelings.
He wasn’t a boring kisser. That much was clear. His kept varying his techniques, sometimes stroking the inside of her mouth with his tongue, sometimes nipping at her bottom lip, sometimes leaving her mouth entirely for quick, tantalizing detours to her throat or ear. It didn’t take long before her body throbbed with building arousal. Her cheeks burned. Her ears buzzed. Her hips couldn’t stay still. She kept running her fingernails down the tight bare skin of his back and clutching at fistfuls of his hair as she tried to contain the sensations.
When he finally broke the kiss, raising his head so he could smile down at her smugly, she curled her lip. “Not bad,” she managed to say primly.
“Not bad? If that’s all it was, then why are you so turned on right now?”
“Who said I was—”
“This says it.” He ducked his head down to tweak one of her nipples, which were so tight they were poking out shamelessly through the thin fabric of her tank top.
She whimpered and arched up helplessly at the little move.
“I believe I’ve proved my point,” he drawled, his smile softening as he stroked some of her messy hair back from her face.
“You haven’t proved anything. You just surprised me. That’s why I reacted.”
He chuckled. “Yeah?”
“Yeah.” She was enjoying the banter as much as his kisses. It was a strange experience.
“All right. Well, this time you won’t be surprised. I’m going to do it again. Right... now.” As good as his word, he ducked his head again and gave her other nipple a little flick with his lips.
Despite her best efforts to control any reaction, she gasped in pleasure and arched up again.
“Don’t say it,” she gritted out when she saw his grin.
“I’m not saying a word.” He grabbed the bottom of her tank top and pulled it off over her head. She had a curvy figure for being as short and small boned as she was, and her breasts jiggled from the motion.
Carter made a throaty sound of appreciation as he stared down at them. He was just as turned on as she was. She knew this because when he shifted above her, she could feel the hard shape of his erection, barely contained in his loose pants.
“Well, what do you think?” she demanded. A woman with any tact or discernment would probably not have asked that particular question.
His eyes moved up to her face. “Isn’t it obvious?” He rubbed his groin against her belly in a slow, feral move, making both of them groan.
“I know you’re turned on, but that could be for any number of reasons. Maybe it’s not because I’m—”
“It is because you’re gorgeous,” he murmured, his eyes raking up and down her half-naked body. “And hot and sexy and perfect.” He adjusted his position so he could take one of her nipples in his mouth and give it a hard suck. Then he murmured against her skin, “And these are the best I’ve ever seen in my life.”
She should have been too skeptical and experienced to believe that. But it sounded like he meant it. And she wanted him to mean it. So she let the pleasure from the compliment waft over her as he kissed and fondled her breasts.
He was good at that too. It didn’t take long until she was wriggling and mewing out helpless sounds that she tried to hold back by biting her lower