by Tina Rose
Ella lost her breath. Her emotions were all over the place. This man did this to her, every single time he was in her vicinity. She loved to hate him, and hated to love him, all at the same time. Putting the word love in the same sentence as Carter’s name played tricks on her mind as well.
“Carter,” she panted.
“Yes?” Carter asked.
“Why are you doing this? I can’t keep fighting, and I’m not sure I want to anymore.”
“Then don’t,” Carter said, scooping her up in his arms and carrying her to his front door. “Last chance to change your mind, kitten. Once we’re on the other side of this door, there’s no turning back.”
“You haven’t exactly given me a choice, now have you?” Ella smiled, rubbing his jaw with her hand.
“Nope. One night, six years ago was not enough. I’ve wanted more ever since. And Ella,” he said, squeezing her tightly and kissing her seductively. “This time, I’ll make sure you don’t run in the morning.”
Turning the door knob, Carter let them into the dark house. Ella’s heartbeat was erratic, her body shivered in anticipation of what she knew was to come. Their one night of passion had played on constant rewind in her mind for six years now. She had memorized every single touch, kiss and orgasm she experienced that night, and now here she was about to experience it again. Taking shallow breaths, she ran her hands over his broad shoulders as he set her on her feet. Carter’s distinct scent of spice and leather consumed her thoughts as he pulled her through the door of the cabin. It was dark in the foyer, but she needed no light, she could follow the heat emanating from his body and his scent wafting through the darkness.
Ella could feel Carter’s predator-like stare, even in the dark. “God-damn, woman. I’ve wanted this for so long.” Thrusting his tongue in her mouth, he grabbed both sides of her head, as they crashed against the front door with a thud, slamming it shut.
“I want to fuck you everywhere in this house, on every piece of furniture,” Carter rasped in her ear through heavy breaths.
Yes, oh yes! She thought, feeling his warm, tight body pressed against her. Ella bit down on his bottom lip, and sucked it into her mouth, drawing a low growl from deep within Carter’s chest.
“You’re mine tonight.” Picking her up by her bottom, Ella wrapped her legs around his midsection, while he carried her through the living room and entered his bedroom. Ella slid down the front of Carter’s body, feeling his hard erection rub against her as she went. Heat coiled in her stomach and pure desire traveled through her body.
“I can’t wait to bury myself deep inside you,” Carter said, turning her around. “I’m gonna make you come and come again, until there’s nothing left for you to do but surrender yourself to me.”
Ella moaned loudly as he nipped and sucked her neck. Forgetting everything she had ever convinced herself she hated about him, all she could think about at this moment was the pleasure he had brought her in the past. She wanted this more than anything she’d ever wanted before.
A large four post king-sized bed sat in the middle of the room. Each post was attached to a long row of vertical iron bars, creating a box shaped bed, with iron circles in each of the top corners of the bed. The head board was solid wood, with the same kind of iron bars running through the center of it. It was made up with a crimson colored satin comforter and black and crimson pillows. Night stands sat on either side of the bed, with low lit lamps sitting on them, giving the room a very ominous look and feel.
Very slowly, Carter began stripping off her clothes, piece by piece, kissing and licking her bared skin as he uncovered her body. Uncontrollable shivering wracked her body as she stood there in anticipation. Six years ago, Carter had been the best lover she had ever been with, now he said he’d only gotten better. How was that even possible?
Chapter Six
Convincing himself that all he needed was to fuck her to forget her, he laid Ella down in the bed and crawled on top of her, straddling her waist as he peered down into her shocking green eyes. Wrapping his large hands around her neck, Carter felt Ella’s pulse beating rapidly beneath his fingers. He loved the way her body reacted to his touch.
“You’re excited, aren’t you kitten?” he smiled cynically. “Raise your head,” he demanded, as he tied a silk scarf around her green eyes that illuminated with passion in the dim light.
Ella felt butterflies fluttering in the pit of her stomach when she felt his thickness press against her while he bent over her to tie the scarf. All her senses were hyper aware of him at this point. Hearing his breathing, smelling his scent, feeling his callused hands gently stroke her breast caused her clit to throb erratically with every heartbeat. She wanted to feel him inside her, right now. She was tired of waiting. Carter had played long enough over the past forty eight hours. Her body was strung out to the max with wanting, and he was going to do something about it.
“You look so damned hot, blindfolded in my bed like this. I’m not sure I’ve ever seen anything as beautiful.” Carter felt his dick twitch in his pants. Ella wasn’t the first woman he had blindfolded, and more, in his bed like this, but this was the first one he had ever wanted to stay there for eternity. Her dark mahogany hair flowed over his crimson colored sheets, as her breasts rose and fell with each uneven breath she took. Feeling his own heart thud against his ribcage, Carter knew he was moving into an uncharted territory for himself.
“Carter, I need you now,” she begged.
“In time, kitten. I want to play with you first.”
Raising her hands over her head, he wrapped her fingers around the metal bars of the headboard. “Don’t let go of these, understand?” he asked.
“Yes,” she whispered, licking her parched lips.
Ella felt Carter rise from the bed, and seconds later, dark erotic music filled the room and she felt something light and soft trail over her body, leaving chills to cover her skin.
“Are you okay?” Carter’s heated breath caressed her skin, as he whispered close to her ear.
“Yes,” she moaned, her breath erratic. The blindfold added such dimension, giving her an element of suspense. She wondered what he was going to do next.
“Good.” Carter watched her chest moving up and down as her breathing became faster. He wanted to build the anticipation, but she was driving him mad. All he could think about was driving into her, hard and fast.
Making his way down her body with the feather-like object, Carter swirled around and circled her nipples, trailing down her abdomen, to her belly button where he twirled the object some more. Ella arched off the bed, tightening her grip on the metal bars. Quivers ran through the pit of her stomach, as she writhed beneath the feel of the feathery item. Her body felt as though it was on fire, ready to spontaneously combust.
As the song ended, so did the dance of the feather. Ella felt the bed dip and the warmth of Carter’s body rub against her over-sensitized skin as another mysteriously erotic song started to play. Feeling Carter lean across her body, her breathing became uneven.
“Do you want more, El?” he breathed in her ear, inhaling the scent of her hair. There were so many things Carter wanted to do to her, but the pain in his groin was increasing to the point of unbearable. He needed to bury himself deep inside her moist, pink entrance, and soon.
“God, yes, please, I need to come.” Ella’s body was thrumming to the beat of the music. “It’s been so long since I’ve felt you, Carter, please.”
“You want to come, kitten? Let me help you.” Carter rose from the bed and walked to the end, seeing her wetness glistening in the low light. “Beautiful,” he sighed.
Crawling between her legs, he pushed them apart and kissed and licked her inner thighs as he made his way to her wanton pussy. The sensual scent of her body ignited something within him. He needed to feel her on his tongue, taste the juices flowing from her body.
Burying his hands under her backside, he raised her hips off the bed and dove his face into her clean shaven valley.
Ella squirmed beneath him as he lapped and licked at her center. Moans came from her sweet mouth, spurring him on. He nipped at her clit and pushed two fingers into her, feeling her walls clenching around his digits. Tremors wracked her body as he pushed deeper and deeper, her body rising from the bed as his name left her lips on a scream. Satisfaction settled over him as Ella lay there, gasping for air.
“Feel better?” he asked, kissing her inner thigh.
“I can’t think,” she stammered.
Carter chuckled to himself, delighted in her pleasure. Carter jerked off his pants, and Ella heard the crinkle of a condom package being opened, before he climbed back on the bed, and crept back up her body.
“You taste amazing. I want to taste every inch of your sweat covered body.” Carter kissed and nipped on her skin. She couldn’t think straight, over-stimulated by his touch, the loud music and the blindfold. The excitement of what was going to happen next overwhelmed her. That was the most amazing orgasm she had experienced in her life, and that was just using his mouth. She wasn’t sure she could handle anymore, but she was sure about to try.
“I need to fuck you now, hard and fast,” Carter growled low and deep.
Ella felt his long, thick shaft rub against her slickness before he slammed into her hard, knocking the breath from her. He stopped as a moan escaped his lips. “I never thought I’d feel you like this again. I didn’t know how much I missed it,” he breathed into her neck. “You missed me too, didn’t you kitten?”
Ella nodded, right as he slammed back into her. Relentlessly, he pounded into her body. Sweat dripped off Carter’s forehead, landing on her neck and rolling off the back. Each stroke went deeper and harder, making her see stars as her gasps turned into screams.
“Come Ella, now!” he roared.
Ella came on demand, as the shock of her orgasm rushed through her body. She was spent. Her body was jello and her mind was mush. So much so, she didn’t even notice Carter had pulled her hands from the bars and flipped her on her stomach. Before she could find her bearings to protest, Carter plunged back into her, not slowing as his hips pivoted into her. Feeling his sac slap against her backside with each pulsating stroke had her ready to explode again in mere seconds. Was it even possible to have this many orgasms together? Carter reached around to find her clit, rubbing it as he continued to hammer into her. This time, Carter’s body stiffened as his grip on her hip tightened and she felt the warmth of his semen fill the condom he was wearing.
Calling out her name, Carter felt her muscles spasm against his cock. Ella’s sweat soaked body slumped beneath him, as he pulled from her body. He discarded the condom in the trash can by his bed before pulling her into his arms. Ella’s soft body curled into his as she slept peacefully in his arms. A strange feeling crept through his body as he drifted off to sleep.
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Overcome by soreness throughout her body, Ella reluctantly rolled over and groaned as the morning sun attacked her sensitive eyes. Memories from the night before slammed into her mind as she slowly took in the muscled body lying next to her. Holy mother of hell, what had she done? A naked Carter Dawson lay peacefully by her. His tousled hair made him look even younger than he actually was. Ella couldn’t help think about the age difference, and knew she and Carter had nothing more in common than this infatuation. Maybe now at least they had this out of their system, and would be able to move on with life.
Moving sluggishly, she pulled the sheets back to get out of the bed, until something pulled at her midsection. Looking down, Ella saw the soft black rope tied loosely around her. Following the rope with her eyes, she found herself connected to Carter. Asshole. Frantically, she tugged at the rope to find the knot binding them together.
“Something wrong, kitten?” Carter asked in a sexy husky voice.
“Carter, this isn’t funny,” she scorned.
“Really? I find it hysterical myself. I knew you’d try to bolt this morning, so,” he tugged on the rope. “I made myself an alarm.”
“Ugh.” Ella rolled her eyes and slammed her body against the mattress, keeping her back to him. “Can you please untie me now? I really need to get going.”
“Not until we’ve had breakfast. I’m still hungry.” A shameless grin spread across Carter’s tanned young face as he slid his large hand up the inside of her thigh, sending goose bumps over her entire body. At that moment, Ella knew exactly how much trouble she was really in. His adorable smile tugged at her, and there was no way she could deny him. She had craved him for six long years, and even after last night’s tryst, she still wanted more.
Carter’s hands glided over her body, caressing her nipples. “Mmm I love to feel your soft skin, the weight of your tits in my hands.” He skimmed his hands down her body finding the folds between her legs. “God, you smell good,” he breathed in the scent of Ella’s hair. Two large fingers dipped between her folds from behind to find her wet center. “Are you hungry too, sweetness?” he seductively whispered.
“Yes,” she moaned, as his fingers entered her slow and purposefully.
“Tell me what you want kitten?”
Heat crept over her skin at embarrassment. She couldn’t tell him she wanted him to take her hard and rough. That she enjoyed being tied up, and that the spanking he gave her in the barn had started an explosion of desire deep within her she never even knew existed. Although Ella liked control in her world, she lacked experience telling a man what she desired in the bed.
The rhythmic pulsing of his fingers inside her turned her mind to mush. All Ella knew was that she wanted him inside her, and fast. “Oh god, Carter,” she moaned. “Make me come.”
“Your wish is my command kitten.”
Still pumping inside her with his fingers, Carter rose to his knees, and rolled on a condom, before kneeling behind her butt, leaning slightly over her, as he straddled Ella’s leg in a scissor like manner. Wrapping the other over his thigh, he pushed one knee between her legs, positioning his body so he could penetrate her. Ella gasped as he pulled his fingers from her center, swiftly replacing them with his rock hard shaft, placing one hand on her back as he plunged. In one quick motion he buried himself inside her, penetrating deeply while stimulating her clit with his fingers. The side-by-side position created an incredible friction with their thighs so close together and having her thigh twisted at that angle gave him deeper access, while he teased her G-spot.
“You want me to make you come, El? Is that what you want?” he asked on a ragged breath.
“Yes, God yes, Carter,” she begged.
Withdrawing from her, he rubbed the head of his dick against her hard nub, bringing her to the brink of orgasm, before plunging back inside. With their eyes locked on one another, Ella felt him deep inside her body, feeling her orgasm overtake her, all the way down to her toes. Hearing Carter grunt, she felt his release crash into her, causing chills to cover her sweat slicked body. What had she been thinking? One night would be enough to put out a six year long fire that had been burning through her soul? Yeah, right. All she managed to do was add gasoline to the fire.
“Damn woman, I think you might be my kryptonite,” Carter panted as he plopped down on the mattress next to her, pulling Ella close to him. His own words rang through his ears. Usually, this was the awkward moment when he was trying to figure out a polite way to tell a woman, “I’m finished, get your shit and get out”. Yeah, he was a douche like that, but with Ella, Carter wasn’t ready to let go. Was he losing his touch?
“You want some breakfast?” Carter asked, kissing her on the cheek.
Carefully considering her next answer, Ella decided to cut her losses now, and walk away. No use in delaying the inevitable, right? She knew Carter was not the type of man to entertain guests pas
t the sunrise, so why was he trying to play the good host to her?
“Carter, I appreciate that, but it’s really not necessary. You and I both know what last night was. Let’s leave it at that.”
“I’ll tell you what last night was, it was amazing. It was nice not having you cuss or run from me,” he chuckled, rolling her over so he could see her beautiful, mesmerizing green eyes. He felt his heart pick up the pace as she touched the side of his face. His mind was screaming, she’s giving you an out dumbass, let her go! Deciding to listen to his voice of reason, he gently kissed her, releasing her from his embrace to untie the soft rope binding them together.
“Maybe some other time then,” he mumbled. What in the hell was wrong with him? Ella was right. They both knew this was just meant to get one another out of their systems, but instead of having a feeling of contentment, he felt needy, and that just wouldn’t do. Carter Dawson was going to Nashville to be a big star. He certainly wasn’t going to be held back by some chick because his dick liked, no loved, the way her wet pussy felt wrapped around it.
Carter rose from the bed and Ella sucked in a breath as she saw him in all his naked glory. He was a picture of perfection, with toned muscles from head to toe and a gluteus maximus to die for. What in the hell was he doing chasing after a woman five years his senior? Ella knew young beautiful women threw themselves at him daily, so why exactly was he wasting his time on her?
She was snapped from her thoughts as Carter tossed her clothes at her and mumbled something about meeting her in the kitchen in a few minutes. Yep, there was the Carter she had come to know and hate. The douchebag was back. Thankfully, now she could go on with her life and not look back, right? Although, deep down, she felt nothing would ever be normal again.