He sets me down, ripping his shirt over his head in one swift movement. The muscles I knew were hiding beneath that shirt comes out to play. My lady parts sigh in content. God, this man is gorgeous.
I mirror his actions, throwing my sundress up and over my head.
“You seriously had to go with white?” he asks, roaming his hands all over me like I’m a statue of a Greek goddess.
“I like the purity of it. Black is sexy, but white is dangerous.”
He drops his mouth to my breast, biting my nipple through the sheer lace of my bra. The delicious sensations of both teeth and material make me arch my back. I grab his hair, pulling him closer to me.
I want to feel like this every day.
“I’m going to need you on the bed now. I can’t wait any longer. What you did in the car, the way your tongue ran up and down my shaft, is driving me wild just thinking about it. I want to taste you, suck on your clit, and make you moan my name.”
Our tongues clash as he picks me up again and throws me onto the bed. I bounce on the fluff of the blankets, but before I can adjust myself, he’s on me, pulling my legs down and open. An order I’m more than happy to cooperate with.
“Are you ready?” He trails kisses up my legs and pulls my panties down. My thighs begin to quiver with anticipation. His left hand flattens on my stomach, holding me down, and then his mouth is on me. He’s not gentle.
He sucks my clit into his mouth, flicking his tongue over the sensitive nub. Ribbons of pleasure course through me. I buck, trying to get him to give me more, but all he does is laugh and press down on my stomach.
“No moving or I stop.”
His command thrills me, and I think of all the things he could make me do.
“I want more. You’re taking too long.” I pout, trying to break his control.
“You want it fast, then? Hard? Want me to suck your clit until you see stars and then fuck you until you come undone?”
“Yes . . . to all of that.”
He doesn’t waste another word. Instead, he dips his head, closing his lips around my clit and sucking. An orgasm rips through me, making the room spin. I’ve never come so quickly before.
Chest heaving, I grip the blanket as I try to come back down from the high, but Carson doesn’t let me. I wriggle in his hands as I hear the tear of a condom wrapper. I can’t wait much longer.
I’ve barely taken a breath, then his cock is at my entrance and he slams into me. I call out, balling the sheets in my fists. My body stretches to accommodate him, but it’s still sore and tight.
“Holy shit, Bliss. You’re . . . I have to move. Hold on, okay?”
I can only shake my head, because if I open my mouth, I won’t be able to stop myself from screaming his name all night long.
His hips begin a slow, pained rhythm, and my body responds, coating him with my slick wetness until he’s able to go all the way inside me. He groans when he’s fully seated.
“Fuck me,” I whisper, clutching his face in my hands. He kisses me long and hard, then pulls up. My legs twist into the crevice of his arms, and he pulls me closer.
My ass lifts off the bed as he slams into me again. The angle and the swiftness of his movements have me reaching for something—anything—to hold onto. The sensations are too much. He’s too much.
“Bliss,” he hisses out my name, teeth clenched and sweat dampening his skin.
“Oh, god. Carson. Don’t stop. Fuck!”
My pleas urge him on, and his thrusts are punishing as he pounds into me. Flesh smacks on flesh. I’m so close now.
He twists my legs to the side, and the sudden change in movement brings me to the edge. An inferno builds inside me, then the waves come crashing down as my pleasure releases.
I scream out, unable to keep anything in. Bracing my legs to his chest, he gives one final pump and releases inside me.
“That was unbelievable,” he murmurs as he collapses on top of me.
“I’d go with otherworldly. I think I lost a part of my soul there for a moment.”
He laughs and flips onto his back, pulling me against him. “Let’s stay like this for a few minutes. Then I’ll show you the best way to have shower sex. It’s going be your new favorite thing to do.”
“Very confident in yourself, I see.”
“You have no idea.” He tangles my mouth in a kiss, and I think the darkness inside me lightens a little.
CHAPTER ELEVEN
BLISS
I stand at the window of the restaurant, looking out across the water. The waves crash onto the sand and the lights of the town look like stars on the shoreline. The party is in full swing behind me, but I can’t take my mind off last night.
Carson’s touch and the way he held me after. I’ve never felt a connection like that before. He made me feel like I was everything. Our pulses were intertwined with each other, dedicated to the act of giving each other pleasure.
A shiver runs down my spine, and I lean my head against the cool window. He was gone before I woke up, and I don’t know what this means for us. This is a happenstance love. It wasn’t supposed to happen here, on vacation, all these miles away from home.
“Here you go, love.” Ashton’s voice startles me out of my daydream.
Taking the glass of champagne from his hand, I offer up a small smile. I want so badly to move forward, but I’m not sure where this will lead. I’m too damaged and broken.
“Don’t think too hard. You’ll get wrinkles.” He scrunches up his nose in mock disgust.
“Hilarious. I was just .
