Dirty Addiction (Dirty 2)

He kisses me, and I know it’s true. I’m his. I don’t want any other man’s lips on me.

And Carter is mine. I don’t know how to tell him, but there is no way I’m going to be okay with watching him and Lily kiss again. They can pretend to date, hold hands even, but I don’t think I can handle anything more than that.

His lips move to my neck, kissing every inch of my skin, while his hand tangles in my hair, undoing all of my hard work.

I groan, loving the combination of rough and soft kisses on my neck and earlobes.

“You have to be quiet,” Carter whispers against my neck before he nibbles on my earlobe.

I feel the excitement grow deep in my belly. A feeling that there is no way of containing.

I bite my lip, trying to keep from screaming, but I can’t. I moan louder than I did the first time when his lips devour my neck again.

I feel his grin against my skin.

“You’re not very good at obeying me, are you?”

I exhale deeply. “You wouldn’t be with me if I were.”

His fingers travel down my neck and over my cleavage before he grabs my breast. I suck in a deep breath.

“You’re right. I want a strong woman who will challenge me on everything.”

His hands grab the top of my dress, and I know what’s coming.

“Don’t you dare,” I pant.

He gives me a wicked grin. And then he rips the dress apart, exposing my black lace bra and panties.

“You’re going to pay for that.”

He sits back on my lap, staring at me. “Oh, I plan on it.”

He grabs my hips, and in one motion, he flips me until I’m straddling his lap. I grab his button-down shirt and rip it apart.

He grins. “I figured you would do that. That’s why I wore one of Logan’s.”

I shake my head as I kiss his hard chest.

He groans, and his thick cock hardens beneath me with every kiss.

“This,” he says, pointing to my bra, which is extra lacy and sexy compared to my other bras, “I don’t want to destroy.”

His mouth pushes the bra down, and his lips take my nipple into his mouth.

I dig my nails into his shoulders, careful not to grip him so tightly that I cause him to bleed like before. But he makes it almost impossible for me not to with the way his tongue expertly glides over my nipple and the way his teeth bite with just the right amount of pressure.

He comes up for air, giving me a second to recover, before he kisses me, pushing his tongue deep inside my mouth.

“You can dig your nails in as hard as you want. You can fight with me or love me. It doesn’t matter. I love all of you.”

I smile. “I don’t understand what happened. I don’t understand how I can love someone I used to hate with everything inside me, but I do.”

He tangles his hand in my hair again and pulls my bare neck to him, kissing me hard. “It’s the sex. I’m way too good at fucking for you not to fall in love with me.”

I bite my lip as warm liquid pools between my legs with every kiss. The sex is amazing, and it’s definitely something I will never get enough of, but it’s not the only reason I love him. It’s his charm. The way he takes care of me. The way I know that how hard he used to fight with me is the same fight I know he’s going to use to protect me. It’s sexy as hell to know that is how badly he wants me.

I grab the waistband of his pants, needing his cock. Now. He’s teased me enough. I need to feel him thrusting and pounding inside me. I need to feel fully and completely his.