Page 17 of Phase Two

“I’m sleepy as hell, but I drove all the way back here to see why you weren’t answering the phone. That shit is not cool,” he chastised me. “I didn’t have sex with her. In fact, she’s mad that I came back to Diamond Cove. It must be, be mad at Carter day.”

I just stared at him. If Carter drove back from Golden Waters just to appease me, that was going to make me fold faster than a lawn chair. Yes, I had been jealous. That was too hard to admit out loud.

“And why isn’t your smoke alarm chirping?” he asked while his facial expression remained stoic.

My heart fell into my ass. Why I was afraid to tell him that Trey stopped by was a mystery. Words became tangled in my throat. I didn’t want to be lied to so me lying to him wasn’t cool.

Clearing my throat, I shifted my weight from one side to the other. I didn’t want to come off as a liar because I was anything but that. “Trey stopped by and changed the batteries for me.”

Carter didn’t respond. Instead, we had a brief stare off before he finally chuckled. “The man you been ducking for two months? You get mad at me and finally give him some pussy?” the rage in Carter’s orbs turned me on and scared me at the same time.

Reeling back, I frowned. “Pussy? I said he came by and changed the batteries. How did you get sex from that?”

“We’re too grown for the dumb shit. So, he just came by, changed the batteries, and left?”

“He did,” I snaked my neck. “Just like you forgot about a wedding that you agreed to and went there, and you didn’t have sex. See how that works?”

We were both standing there looking pissed and irritated. The harder he glared at me the tighter my stomach clenched. How he had turned it around and was angry at me was baffling, but he was so fine when he was pissed I wanted to apologize with my vagina.

“Let me get a blanket man. I’m tired,” he grumbled. “I’ll sleep on the couch.”

My jaw slacked as Carter advanced toward my couch. He was really angry with me. When he made it to the couch, Carter stepped out of his shoes, unbuttoned his pants, took them off, then proceeded to unbutton his shirt. When he lifted his head and noticed me staring, he had a nerve to frown. “The blanket?”

Oh, he was on one, and I was starting to get mad again. Inhaling deeply through my nose, I went to the linen closet to get him a blanket. I wanted him in my bed, but if he didn’t want to be there, he could sleep on the couch with his big ass. I passed Carter the blanket I was holding, and he didn’t even say thank you.

Back in my bedroom, I got into bed. He was strict, but I liked it. When I caught myself smiling, I rolled my eyes and stared up at the ceiling. I didn’t want to like Carter as much as I did. Being an adult and expressing myself, communicating, giving him a chance, was all fine and good until I ended up hating him and heartbroken. When I got married, I thought it was for forever. When it ended, I reminded myself that everything ends eventually some things just sooner than others. Even with my parents, their union ended because my father died. There was always an end no matter how it occurred, and that was the hard part. Sometimes, I felt I’d rather be alone than to grow old with someone and have to possibly lose them if they died before me.

I became lost in my thoughts. Before Carter arrived, I had been in a deep sleep, but my mind was racing and knowing he was in the other room, had me wired. I had just turned on my side to try and force myself to sleep when he entered my room. My heart lurched a bit as he ambled toward the bed. When he eased onto the mattress, my pussy ached. Carter looked over at me and shook his head.

“I don’t know what I’m going to do with you.”

I was scared to speak because if I did, I might sound like a horny, teenager. I had never yearned for a man the way I wanted Carter. He eased over and placed his body on top of mine. “What you got to say for yourself?”

My chest swelled. My breath hitched in my throat, and I almost moaned. What the fuck was wrong with me?!

“I’m sorry,” my voice came out in a whisper. “I was jealous, and I didn’t want to talk to you.” The confession had barely rolled off my lips good before Carter was snaking his tongue into my mouth. Feeling his hard member stabbing my thigh as he kissed me passionately had me ready to explode.

“Where am I at?” he broke the kiss and moved his mouth over to my ear.

“Here,” I breathed out closing my eyes.

Carter French kissed my earlobe, and the way my body jerked was embarrassing. He lowered his body until his face was between my thighs. He pulled my panties to the side and placed the softest kiss on my mound. My back arched, and Carter sucked me into his mouth and moaned.

“Oh my God,” my chest heaved up and down as I placed both hands on the back of his head and tried to bury his face in my pussy. That only made him go harder. Sucking, slurping, circling his tongue over my clit, sliding his tongue down the crack of my ass. I didn’t know if I wanted to run or fuck his face.

“Carter,” my voice was raspy, and I felt like I was about to lose my mind.

His only response was to hum, and the vibration that his mouth caused made the dam break. I moaned embarrassingly loud. The only way to describe the words coming out of my mouth was gibberish. The way I exploded shocked even me. Carter moved his mouth over to my thigh, and he gently bit my flesh then sucked it. He wasn’t playing fair at all.

When he came up for air, his face hovered over mine, and he had a smirk on his face that subtly warned me not to fuck with him. I caught his bottom lip between my teeth and held on lightly while we stared at one another. When I released his lip, he damn near shoved his tongue down my throat. I was so caught up in the kiss that when he pushed his thick, meaty dick inside me my eyes popped open. He filled me up so perfectly, you couldn’t tell me his dick wasn’t made for me. That man was the devil. The harder he kissed me the deeper and more intense his strokes became.

My clit swelled, and I felt like I was on the brink again. “Carter!” I half moaned half screamed while locking my legs around his waist.

“This what you wanted right?” he breathed into my ear.

“Yes, baby. Oh my God, yes.”

The moment it felt like my world was about to explode, Carter snatched himself out of me. I damn near growled because what the fuck was he doing. “Next time I tell you I’m going to do something you better not ever ask the next man to come do that shit. You got it?”