shop? That’s great! Birdie can’t come in until ten. She’s helping our friend Karma with inventory at her boutique. But don’t you have things to do? Aren’t you anxious to get back to the lab?”
“I am, but I’ll be there later with you. I’m meeting Jack at ten thirty for a quick visit, and I have a few errands to run. But I want to spend as much time with you as I can.”
“Yay for me!” She straddled him, naked, and said, “Is Jack going to fly you out on Sunday?”
“Yes, at noon, but if you don’t climb off me right now, you’re going down on your back, and I’m going to be buried eight inches deep in less than ten seconds.”
She giggled and stepped off the bed, looking mouthwateringly delicious.
He gritted his teeth. “You’d better get in the shower.”
“I’d better, huh?” She sauntered slowly and sexily toward the bedroom.
She was his goddess, his fantasy, and he wanted everything she had to give: heart, body, and soul. His love for her was so all-consuming, he wanted to shout it from the rooftops. He loved her teasing ways, her sweet and seductive smiles, and her careful new approaches. He loved watching her adventurous spirit reawaken and seeing the surprise and elation on her face as it did. And he loved the way she was taunting him at that very second.
“You’re evil,” he said, and lunged for her. She squealed, slipping through his fingers. He tried again, catching her around the waist, and tossed her onto the bed on her stomach, coming down over her. She smelled so good, like vanilla bubble bath and their lovemaking. Her laughter was as enticing as the feel of her soft body beneath him.
“You like torturing me, Carls?”
“Maybe.” She lifted her hips, rubbing against his cock. “We can be fast.”
“We don’t do fast, baby.” He eased off her back, kissing down her spine. “But maybe this morning…” He eased off the bed and caressed her ass, kissing each gorgeous globe, and said, “We could try to be quick.”
She rose on her knees, looking at him over her shoulder with a challenge in her eyes as she said, “I dare you to make me come twice in five minutes or less.”
“Fuck, babe. I want to devour you and make love to you.”
She grinned. “Okay. Six minutes.”
“You’re killing me.” He dipped lower, kissing the curve of her ass and then licking her sweetest spot. She was already wet, and she tasted like heaven. The clock was ticking. He tapped her ass and said, “Scooch forward.”
She crawled forward on hands and knees, and he lay on his back between her legs. He guided her center to his mouth and took his fill, teasing her with his hand, making her tremble and pant, taking her right up to the edge.
“There, there!” she pleaded as if he didn’t know her body better than his own.
He gave her what she needed, and she came hard, crying out as he took his fill. He changed positions, moving behind her on his knees, and drove into her with one hard thrust. She went down on her elbows with a loud mewl.
He pulled back. “Too hard?”
“No,” she panted out. “Perfect. Take me like I’m yours, Zevy.”
With those magical words, words he hoped were going to prove true, he grabbed her hips and pounded into her with everything he had.
Minutes later they collapsed to the mattress on their backs. Carly gazed dreamily at him and said, “Best six minutes of my life.”
He chuckled. “I have no self-control with you.”
“Really? I couldn’t tell,” she teased.
He leaned over her, kissing her freckled nose, and said, “Did we make you late?”
“If we did, I think my boss will be okay with it just this once.”
THE MORNING FLEW by in a whirlwind of baking and happiness. Carly had thought Zev would be a major distraction while she was trying to prepare for her day. Not that she’d mind, especially after last night when he’d proven how talented he could be in the kitchen. But he’d been an incredible help and an inspiration. Not only had they made trifle, peanut butter cups, brownies, truffles, chocolate cupcakes, and marshmallows dipped in chocolate, but they’d come up with another new creation—Treasure Hunter Fudge. They’d hidden all sorts of goodies inside pieces of fudge, like coconut, nuts, candies, and marshmallows, but the contents of each piece were a mystery.
“I can’t believe you do this every morning. It’s a lot of work,” Zev said as