Page 37 of Smartasses
“So we’re even.” Leaning forward, he kissed her again, teasing open her mouth with his tongue and then backing off. “A fresh start.”
That was exactly it for both of them. A new beginning with new dreams and hopes. It wasn’t what she’d been expecting to find when she’d walked onto that cruise ship, but wasn’t that how life worked out sometimes. The unexpected twists and turns led a person to where they were supposed to be all along.
She kissed her way along his freshly shaven jaw. “How do you celebrate a new beginning?”
“I hear it’s very similar to making up after a fight.”
“Oh,” she said, desire making her shiver in his arms. “I’m all for that.”
For a moment, he didn’t move, then his hands seemed to be everywhere at once. Their clothes were gone in a whirlwind of touching and kissing. His head dropped to her breasts and licked a line of fire across their top curves. Using his hands to mold them, he pushed them upward and sucked one nipple into his hot mouth.
The moment his teeth grazed the hard nubs, Aubrey’s legs gave out on her, and she collapsed against the door. Tension built inside her as his hand snaked down her flat belly. His hungry mouth released her breast and traveled back up to her mouth.
One hand slid lower, sneaking under the elastic of her lace panties, and a single finger sank between her wet lips. Her back arched in reaction to his touch, so pleasurable it nearly broke her. Eyes clenched shut, ribbons of color danced across her mind’s eye, their hues becoming more vibrant as he stroked her clit and dipped first one, then two, then three fingers inside her sensitive pussy.
Trying to anchor herself to reality, she reached for him. Her fingers dug into his shoulders, but instead of bringing her back to the real world, the feel of his skin increased her need. It pushed her forward and brightened the colors behind her eyelids until they were nearly neon in intensity. The vibration built deep inside her, ratcheting up with each stroke of his fingers in and out. His fingers twisted within her slick folds, pushing her closer to release until the colors exploded and her orgasm overtook her.
Panting, Aubrey rested her head against his shoulder. She should be sated, but instead, a fresh energy buzzed through her, and she hungered for more of Carter inside her than just his fingers.
Grabbing a condom from his wallet before he stripped off his jeans, he rolled it on while Aubrey watched, her hooded gaze following his every more. And when he was done, he slid his rock-hard cock inside her wetness, driving deep into her pussy. She embraced his dick, massaging it with every stroke, and within moments, he was on the edge of coming. Long, lean legs wrapped around his waist, and her round ass filled his hands as he urged her body to slow down so they could make it last. The tips of her nipples rubbed against his chest. Her luscious lips on his throat made him want to forget his attempts to draw out the pleasure.
Her heels dug into the small of his back as she arched back, grinding her pussy against his cock. He slid his hands up from her waist, inching them across her skin and up to her tits. High and round, they filled his palms as if his hands were made for holding them.
Rolling her nipples between his fingers elicited a low moan from her parted lips. Encouraged, he tugged them gently and dipped his head down to circle one nipple with his tongue before sucking it into his mouth. He’d never heard sweeter music than her groan.
Wanting to touch her everywhere at once, he forced himself away from her nipples. His tongue glided downward, stopping an inch higher than the start of her trim bush. She shivered under his hands when he kissed her there, his hands skimming across her hips, pulling her lower body closer to his needy mouth.
Bringing his thumbs to her wet lips, he spread them wide, exposing her clit. He flicked it with his tongue, tasting her, memorizing the moment. Using his last vestige of patience, he savored her essence, not wanting this to end, but knowing he wouldn’t make it much longer before he had to bury himself within her welcoming pussy once more.
As if she understood his quandary, Audrey pushed his head away and pulled him upward until they were face-to-face. “Fuck me now, Carter. I need to feel you inside me.”
She claimed his mouth, her tongue wanting entrance and her body demanding so much more.
He picked her up, raising her high enough to straddle him. Flipping around so it was his back against the door, he leaned against the wood. Hands gripping her hips, he moved her up and down on his standing cock. So good. She felt so good against him and around him.
Audrey braced herself on his shoulders and undulated. He couldn’t wait; he already had played on the edge for too long. Already his balls were tight, ready to spill.
The slap of their bodies meeting filled his ears, and a musky scent surrounded them. Her body, so warm and smooth underneath his palms, pushed him to go faster, but he wanted to draw it out a little bit longer, just a little bit longer. He could make it last. Hold her longer. Bring her closer. Make her his. But then her body stiffened, and her wetness squeezed his cock as she came. Her orgasm milked his cock, and he gave in.
“I was serious, you know,” he said as he carried her down the hallway to her room, where he laid her down on the bed and lay beside her. “You’re stuck with me now and tomorrow. I can be based anywhere, and Salvation seems like a good little town.”
She chuckled, snuggling up against him, her head on his shoulder. ”You don’t mind everyone and their dog knowing exactly what’s going on in your life at any moment?”
“Well, maybe the dog is a step too far.”
“I’m serious.” She sat up, her body tense and a protective glint in her eyes. “The paparazzi have nothing on Ruby Sue. She’ll know everything about you by sunset.”
How in the hell had he ever doubted Aubrey? The sun shining in through the window made her hair glow as if she had a halo, but he knew she was no angel. She was impulsive, a pants thief, and had an ornery sense of humor—and he loved all of it. He loved her. And that was what made the plans he’d put in motion for his career even better.
“Then I might as well let her know now that I’m signed on to star in that indie movie,” he said, toying with the soft strands of her hair. “Plus, Byron worked out a deal where I’ll play The Admiral one more time in a summer blockbuster. Spoiler alert: there will be a twist in that movie where The Admiral is knocked into a parallel universe during a battle. After I die in an epic battle, a younger, different version of The Admiral returns to earth to save it and carry on the franchise for another generation of fans. Yours truly will be returning to direct the first installment featuring the new admiral.”
“Is that what you want? I thought you were trying to get away from The Admiral?”
“Turns out that I can be a real idiot about some things.” Lots of things really—especially the ones that mattered. “Sort of like how I was wrong with you.”
Aubrey’s nose wrinkled with worry, and she let out a small sigh. “I should have told you.”
“I should have been willing to listen. I won’t make that mistake again. And if I do, you can always steal my pants.”
“You know,” she said, moving so she straddled him with a wicked grin on her face, “that totally gives me ideas.”
And before she could have any more, he pulled her down and kissed her for now, for tomorrow, for the future.
