Carter leaned forward and placed a soft kiss on her name, bringing Nathan back to the present. “Tell me, Nathan. How do I remind you of your mother?”
Nathan smiled, and kissed her forehead softly. “You’re warm like her, nurturing, funny, sweet …” He nuzzled her neck. “You think you’re the only one who knows how to cut my hair.” He kissed her neck.
Carter chuckled. “I am the only one. I used to cut my father’s, too, so I’ll just tell you what I told him. I know what’s best for you, so deal with it.” She gave him a kiss and ran her fingers through his hair. “You love it when I cut your hair.”
Nathan couldn’t lie— he did. His wife was amazing. He loved the way she massaged his scalp when she washed his hair, and he loved when her chest would brush up against his face. She always took her time and told him to relax, which was easy because her hands were so damn incredible. Plus he loved the fact that his weekly haircuts led to sex.
Nathan cuddled close to his wife. “I do love it when you cut my hair.”
Carter cupped his face and kissed him softly. “You had a wonderful mother, Nathan. I remember her.”
Nathan smiled warmly and ran his hand up and down her back. “Do you?”
Carter smiled and nodded. “The day I spent with you and your mother was one of the best of my childhood.”
Nathan kissed her hand and put it against his heart. “She told me I would find you one day.”
Carter’s eyebrows raised and her smile widened a bit. “She did?”
Nathan nodded and smiled, too. “Yes, she did. Right after I ruined her garden wishing for you to come back. She told me I would find you when you needed me, and that I would be your prince.”
Carter sat up straight and her eyes brightened. “Oh, my goodness, Nathan. Your mother was an angel. You did find me when I needed you!”
Nathan laughed softly at the stunned look on her face. “She was an angel, indeed. She told me that when I found you, I could ask you to marry me, and then you would be mine forever.” He kissed her. “Of course, I had to get a job first,” he said teasingly.
Carter laughed. “A job?”
“Yes, a job. My mother said I would need one if I expected you to say yes. So naturally, I asked my father for a job and was hired on the spot.”
Carter laughed louder. “Well, aren’t I lucky? My husband has been hard at work preparing to provide for me since the tender age of five,” she teased.
Nathan nodded. “You’re a very lucky woman indeed.”
Carter straddled his lap and put her arms around his neck. “Well, it’s going to take more than a job to keep me happy, Mr. Salerno,” Carter said playfully.
Nathan’s hands gripped her waist. “I am aware of that, Mrs. Salerno. My mother also mentioned gifts …”
Carter laughed.
“ … and hugs …and kisses.”
She leaned in closer to his lips. “Kisses, huh? And what did you say in response to that?” she asked softly against his lips.
Nathan kissed her lips, then the side of her mouth, and then made his way to her neck. “I like giving Carter kisses,” his voice rumbled against her neck.
Carter giggled. “You do like giving Carter kisses.”
“Kissing Carter is a lot more fun now.” Nathan untied her robe, pushed down her sleeves, and kissed her smooth, brown shoulder. He took another moment to admire his wife’s stunning body, then grunted while staring hungrily at her breasts. “Carterina Salerno. You are gorgeous.” He palmed her full breasts, and his thumbs grazed her hard nipples.
Carter moaned softly as she ran her hand down his chest and slipped it into his boxers. She captured his lips in a kiss.
Nathan’s low moan filled the room as she began to stroke him softly.
***
Carter loved the feel of him in her hand. Her fingers barely fit around the long, thick length of him, but she held tight and continued to stroke, deciding this was the perfect time to broach the subject he’d been purposely avoiding every time she brought it up.
New York.
Carter used her free hand to push Nathan’s boxers down enough to release his erection. She couldn’t help the feeling of anticipation when her eyes locked on his hard length.
Damn, he’s beautiful.
She raised her body until he was positioned at her opening, and then slowly lowered herself down onto him. She bit down hard on her bottom lip. Nathan grunted, and she moaned as her walls stretched around him, and he filled. She really didn’t know how she was going to be able to focus long enough to bring this up, but she figured she’d better bring it up while he was in a good mood and barely listening. It had been four months, for God’s sake! Yes, maybe one of those months had been spent on her recovery, and another month traveling on their honeymoon. But Carter was now ready for Nathan to stop isolating her from the world. She wanted to go back to work. She wanted everything to go back to normal— back to the way it had been before Mitchell had gone bat shit crazy and tried to kill them. Carter needed her husband to stop being so damn protective and let her out of this damn house before she snapped. Not that she didn’t love her home— she did. But Carter was not a housewife, and she’d never be one, and Nathan knew that. She didn’t know why he was keeping her away from their life back in New York when she knew for a fact that he loved it, too.
She was about to find out.
Carter tightened around him and began to move. Nathan gripped her hips and pulled her down as he thrust his hips upward. A loud moan escaped Carter’s lips. Then he did it again, and again, and again, and Carter realized that she was forgetting something, but she didn’t know what. All she knew was that right now, Nathan was fucking her, holding her waist as he moved her up and down his length.
Shit! This wasn’t how this was supposed to be going!
“Nathan,” she moaned.
Dammit! That wasn’t how she was supposed to say his name! But he felt so damn good. So, so, so good. Carter knew she had to control herself, but that was easier said than done. Nathan drove her body wild. It was impossible for her not to respond to everything he did to her.
Carter took control the only way she knew how. She grabbed his face and slammed her mouth against his in a searing kiss. Nathan growled into her mouth as their kiss became ravenous, and Carter waited for what she knew was coming next. His grip on her hips loosened, and his hands began to slide up to her breasts. She seized the moment. She pushed Nathan back until he lay flat on the couch. She balanced her hands on his hard chest and rode him fast, then slow, then fast, then slow again.
“Fuck!” Nathan’s head fell back. “That’s so good, baby …”
He was so right. It was good, really good. Incredible. But Carter tried to cut through the thick cloud of lust and incredible sensations to say just one thing, hoping he was gone enough to agree.
Carter began to grind slowly on top of him.
“Mmm,” he growled. “Damn, baby.”
Carter bit back a moan. He was killing her. “Nathan, baby,” she said breathlessly. “Can I ask you something?”
“Anything you want, you can have,” he answered breathlessly. “Just don’t stop doing that.”
Carter bit back a smile. Oh, he was gone all right. She did it again.
This time he let out a deep moan. “Shit, Carter,” he said breathlessly. “Ride me, baby.”
He shifted under her, and Carter moaned. “But I need to ask you a question fir-first.”
“Go ahead, baby.”
She went in for the kill. “Well … it’s about u-us …and N-New Yor-ah!”
Carter’s surprised, high-pitched scream filled the room when Nathan abruptly changed their position. “Nathan!” Carter yelled when he flipped them over until she was on her back, and he was between her legs.
Nathan locked both of her arms above her head with one hand and pinned her body to the couch.
“Nathan,” she gasped.
“Shhh … Quiet, baby.” He kissed her softly, and then
bit her neck.
“Oww! You ass!” She moved beneath him, trying to get loose. But it was no use— the asshole was too strong for her.
“Shhh …” He kissed the spot where he bit her, then pressed his lips against her ear and began to move in and out of her body slowly. “I knew you were fighting me, naughty girl. We both know you can scream louder than that, don’t we, baby?” His deep baritone voice rumbled against her ear, sending chills down her spine. “Either I’m doing something wrong, or my wife has something else on her mind.” He was moving in and out of her in long, devastatingly slow strokes. Carter legs began to open wider on their own, giving him more access, taking him in deeper. A small whimper escaped her, and she bit down on her lip. “You’re holding back, Carterina. I know you feel it … Scream for me, baby.”
Carter didn’t scream. She didn’t care how good it felt. She was going to ask about New York, and she was going to do it now— as soon as she found her voice, that was.
Nathan let out a soft, deep chuckle and raised an eyebrow. “Okay,” he shrugged. “You’ve left me no choice. Let’s just see if I can find the off button for those thoughts,” he said as his free hand traveled down her body.
Carter frowned. What the hell did he mean that— whoa! She gasped loudly. “Nathan!”
He smiled slyly. “There it is.”
He found it! She couldn’t believe the jerk found it. And he was right— all thoughts of anything, except what Nathan’s thumb was doing to the “off button” between her legs, vanished, leaving Carter lost in a heated frenzy.
“Oh, Na- Nathan! Pl-please don’t stop!”
“Don’t worry, baby, I won’t. I’m just … Well, I’m just looking for the other one …Give me a second.” Nathan pulled back then drove into her.
“Oh, God, right there! Right there, Nathan, please!” she cried.
Nathan let out a low grunt. “Damn … There we go, baby.”
That was all he said before he began to pound into her.
Carter. Was. Lost. Nathan released her hands, and she gripped his ass as she eagerly met each of his thrusts. Her loud cries of pleasure filled the entire house. There was no way she could hold back right now. Screw New York, screw work, and screw everything else that had nothing to do with the amazing sensations coursing through her body at this moment. Something powerful was building deep within her, and she was about to erupt any second. Heat spread throughout her entire body, and her thighs shook uncontrollably. She had never felt anything like it in her entire life. Carter didn’t think she’d survive this one— it just kept building, and building, and building until …
It hit.
“Oh, my God, Nathan! Yes, yes, yes, yes!” she cried over and over as tears sprung to her eyes and ran down her face. She panted loudly as Nathan continued his pleasurable torture.
Carter could barely hear, and she was pretty sure she lost her vision for a moment. Her hand traveled above her head, and she gripped the arm of the plush sofa as heat began to spread throughout her body once again “Oh, oh God,” she said in a hoarse whisper, “I’m gonna come again. Baby, please don’t stop, don’t stop.”
He didn’t stop. Nathan brought her leg higher around his waist as he began to pick up the pace. Carter bucked her hips beneath him, meeting each of his frantic thrusts. She knew he was close, and so was she. She locked eyes with him, and the fire in those stormy, gray eyes was nearly enough to push her over the edge again. Carter raked her nails down his back, knowing he would love the pain mixed with the pleasure.
“Fuck … Carter!”
“Harder, Nathan!”
Nathan pulled back and thrust into her hard. That did it.
Carter cried out his name and wrapped her arms tightly around him, holding him flush against her as her body shook with another earth-shattering orgasm.
Nathan yelled out something in Russian that she didn’t understand, then bit down on her shoulder and exploded inside her, firmly gripping her waist.
The silence filled with her and Nathan’s heavy breathing. Her body was still shaking from the two orgasms she had just experienced. She was tired as hell … and speechless. A satisfied smile spread across her face. Oh, hell yes! If this was any indication of her married sex life, then she was definitely going to be a good wife to this man.
Nathan peppered soft kisses on her neck and collar bone while he told her how amazing she was. Carter continued to hold him close to her body, running her fingers through his silky hair. After few minutes of lying in her arms, Nathan moved behind her and pulled her back against his chest, holding her close. They lay curled together for a few more minutes before Nathan spoke.
“We should shower and get dressed, baby.” He kissed the top of her head. “The staff will be here soon to clean, and the gardeners are coming today to tend to the garden. We could go to town, have lunch, and I can show you around the community. Maybe meet some of the neighbors in Pleasant View. It’s a long drive, but worth it, I promise. What do you think?”
“I need to shop,” Carter replied, still a little breathless.
Nathan chuckled and held her tighter. “More clothes, Carter? If you get any more, I’m going to have to build you another closet, baby.” He buried his face in her neck and sighed.
“Not clothes, Nathan. Food. You know, at a market?”
“Why? We have plenty …”
“Not what I need for tonight.”
Nathan sighed and shook his head. “Carter, no. I agreed to you doing work this morning, and now you want to cook, too? You should be relaxing. I should have just taken you away for the weekend.”
Carter shook her head. “This is what I want. I wanted to work this morning. We were behind on the things your father sent, plus you know how much I love to work— and cook. I want to cook for everyone tonight. We haven’t seen them since our wedding day. Kyle and the guys are back from wherever you and your father sent them, and the Originals are back from Italy. I know you miss them, too.”
“But that doesn’t mean—”
“Yes, it does, Bubby. It’s my birthday today, and I get to choose how we spend it. That’s what we agreed on, remember?” Carter shifted a bit. “It doesn’t really matter anyway. I haven’t celebrated my birthday since my father died. Jen doesn’t even know when my birthday is. I really don’t care about it.”
“Don’t say that, мое красивое Роуз.” He kissed her cheek softly “It’s the day you were born. Of course, we’re going to celebrate it— any way you want. But we don’t have to go to the market, baby. We have people to do that for us.”
Carter turned her body to face him and smiled. “We don’t need anyone to do it for us today, Nathan. We can go ourselves. We’ll get out of the house for a little while, and you can show me around.”
She slowly ran her fingers over Nathan’s tattoo, and leaned forward, kissing the spot where her name was written. God, she loved his tattoo. It was so sexy. Classic bad boy’s tribute to his girl. So hot…
Nathan kissed her forehead. “Anything you want, beautiful,” he said softly against her skin. He leaned back so he could see her face, “But I must warn you. I don’t really know my way around a market. I’ve never really been— well, not since I was a little kid.”
“You’re not serious.”
Nathan sighed. “Unfortunately, yes, I’m serious.”
Carter laughed softly and kissed his chest. Poor little rich boy.
“Did you talk to your mother?” Nathan asked as he began running his fingers through her hair.
Carter nodded. “She said she’d be here today.”
Anastacia had left the country three weeks ago to handle “important affairs”. She had apologized profusely, but Carter told her she understood. Plus she didn’t want the woman to tire of her. She had been there through her entire recovery and then visited again after Carter and Nathan had returned from their honeymoon. In just the little time since she had bulldozed her way into Carter’s life, she had gotten a place nearby, and s
he and Carter had found their rhythm and built a relationship. It scared Carter that she was looking forward to seeing her mother. But what scared her even more was the stupid voice in the back of her head telling her that she would never see her again, that Anastacia would abandon her again. If that ever happened, Carter was sure it would shatter her.
“Hey, hey. What was that?” Nathan asked.
Carter saw concern in his eyes, and she frowned. “What was what?”
“You believe your mother, don’t you? You believe she’ll be here for your birthday, right?” he asked.
Carter lowered her eyes, unable to answer the question. She really didn’t know what she believed.
Nathan lifted her chin until their eyes met. “Do you trust me, Carter?”
She nodded sadly. “Yes.”
“Then listen to me. You made the right decision letting your mother into your life. I’ve seen you two together, and even if you haven’t said it to her yet, I know you love her, and you want to see her. She loves you too, honey, and if she said she’d be here, then she will be,” Nathan assured her.
Carter believed him. She curled up against his chest. His arms wrapped around her protectively. “I do love her. I just don’t know how to say it yet. I don’t think I’m ready,” Carter whispered.
“You don’t have to rush things, baby. She’ll be patient with you.” He tilted her face to his. “This is your chance to have a relationship with your mother. You need her, and she needs you.”
Carter smiled. God she loved him. He always knew how to make everything okay, make her feel safe and loved. Carter couldn’t have asked for a better husband. She kissed him on his full, soft lips. “I don’t really want to say this because you have a big enough ego …”
A sly smile appeared on Nathan’s face. “Go ahead and say it, Carter. We both know it’s true …”
Carter laughed and hit his chest. “See! That’s why I don’t want to say it …”
“Say it, baby.”
“You have an ego bigger than this house!”
“Don’t fight it. It should feel natural by now.”
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