Page 11 of Just One Promise (The Carter Brothers 3)
Yet, I can already envision our child having his dimples, and sandy blonde hair. If it were a boy or a girl, I know Heath would have them on a surfboard before they could walk. I’d be cheering them on the whole way too.
The man himself that I can’t keep my thoughts away from comes up beside me, almost scaring me when he puts his arm around my waist.
“Hey, you,” I turn to look into his eyes.
“You okay?” he questions.
“I couldn’t be more perfect,” I return, his body surrounding mine.
We all shoot the shit, Rome, Mason, and Heath talk about work and what’s going on for the upcoming week.
“I’m out this week, I’ll work from home, but Audrey’s on vacation, and I’m spending as much time as possible with her,” Heath confronts them.
I’m kind of shocked he’s telling them what he’s doing, I know they own their real estate business with one another. When he told me, he went to school for finance and economics, it didn’t even surprise me. The layers that are Heath Carter seem to unfold the more I know about him.
“I’m good with that, as long as you don’t have any meetings at the office. But even then, you can have Mary reschedule them for you,” Rome states.
“Really glad we gave Mary that bonus. Between the three of us, I don’t think we’re all there at the same time these days,” Mason chimes in.
“Fuck, we’re getting old,” Heath grunts.
I laugh, because these men, they’re all in their thirties. Summer and Quinn laugh right along with me.
We sit around, eat, hang out, and enjoy the kids playing around us until the sun starts setting.
This is the life, a life that I want with Heath.
17
Heath
I couldn’t keep my hands off of Audrey the whole way home, my hand on her bare thigh, sliding up till it hit the juncture of her thigh. Her legs fell open so I could tease and play with her, never giving just what she wanted or needed.
Last night she was still tender from our night before. Sleeping naked beside her and not touching her was an act of sheer good will. I wanted my hands, mouth, and dick inside her. But I knew if I started, we wouldn’t stop and the way she was walking yesterday, it told me just how sore she was.
Now though, all bets are off. We walk into the house, she drapes her purse over the kitchen chair, and I growl out, “Audrey.”
She turns around, I come up to her without a word and lean down and plant her over my shoulder. This fucking dress she has on, it’s been teasing me all day. My hand glides up the back of her thigh until my palm finds her ass, squeezing it, the flesh pliable under my hand.
“Heath,” she moans out, it brings up every memory we made that first night.
“I’m taking you tonight, Audrey. It’s been too damn long, and this time it’s going to be with my bare dick, gliding inside of you inch by inch.” When Audrey told me we could lose the condoms because she was on birth control to help regulate her cycle, I was beyond humbled. She trusted me, and I wasn’t taking that for granted, ever.
Taking the stairs two at a time while holding her takes all of my concentration, especially when I feel two small hands on my own ass, she’s grabbing as much as she can.
When we make it to the bedroom, I don’t even bother with turning on the light. Lifting her off my shoulder, I slowly bring her down the length of my body. She can feel every inch of me, including my hard as nails cock.
“Oh god, I can’t wait to feel you inside me, Heath,” she breathes out, Audrey’s hand goes down to the hem of her dress and she lifts it up.
“Fuck,” I grumble, her clothes are off. Audrey’s body is soft in all the right places, lush thighs, slim waist, and breasts that are more than a handful. When she unclasps her bra, her nipples are tight, and mine for the taking.
My hand dives into her hair, our mouths collide, and my tongue takes everything she has to give. I should have taken my shirt off, to feel her breasts against my chest as I kiss her, but instead my other hand finds her nipple, pinching and pulling at it until her mouth is ripped away from mine. When her head tips back and she moans, I lick a path down her neck until I find her nipple, taking one in my mouth. I bite down, while I pinch the other.
Audrey’s hands find my hair, she’s holding on for dear life, and I want to feast on the rest of her body.
“Need you on the bed, now,” pulling away, I take my shirt off, followed by my shorts. The only thing keeping me from sinking inside her body right now is a tiny pair of underwear.
