Only With You (The Connor Family 4)

Peyton called for me again, interrupting the moment. I kissed Val’s forehead. “Come on. I’ll show you where you can shower.”

Chapter Twenty-Two

Val

I took my sweet time showering, and when I came out I heard Carter talking on the phone in his office. It hadn’t taken long to get Peyton to bed after all. That little girl reminded me so much of Hailey. So curious and sweet, though Hailey had never been shy.

I shimmied my hips to an imaginary song in Carter’s bedroom, half listening to check if he was still talking so I’d know when to storm in and steal the show. When I’d passed his office, I’d heard the words deposition and witness, so I gathered it was a work conversation. It wouldn’t do to tempt him while he was at it, no matter how much I was dying to do just that.

When I couldn’t hear him talking anymore, I tightened the robe around me and tiptoed down the corridor before remembering the girls’ bedrooms were on the other side of the apartment.

As I stepped into his office, his leather chair was turned toward the window, but I knew he was sitting there. His presence filled the room. I intended to surprise him, but he must have heard me, because he spun around with his chair. Even in the semidarkness, I saw his smile.

“Sorry this took so long. I thought you’d fall asleep by now.”

“Nope.”

“Close the door behind you, Val. Lock it.”

I swallowed, the rich baritone of his voice sending tingles of anticipation down my spine. The second he heard the key turn, he added another command. “Come here.”

When I stopped in front of him, he straightened in his chair, bringing one hand to the side of my knee, skimming it up my outer thigh.

“Tell me what you’re wearing under the robe.”

“Nothing.”

“Good answer.”

He tugged at the robe until it opened. He kissed the underside of one breast. When he sucked the nipple into his mouth, I clenched my thighs reflexively. Carter rose from the leather chair, capturing my mouth, kissing me deeply. He cupped the back of my head, tilting it at the angle he wanted, taking control of the kiss. It was wild, needy kissing. My knees weakened with every stroke of his tongue.

“You came here to tempt me?” he spoke against my lips.

“Absolutely. I plan to unleash all my seduction skills to lure you into bed.”

“I want to fuck you right here in this office, Valentina. I want to make memories with you inside here, so when I’m by myself, I can remember how it was to have you spread wide on my desk, to sink inside you.”

I became slick just from his words. As if suspecting this, he drew his middle finger across my opening, making me whimper.

“You’re so responsive.”

He took off the robe, pushing the leather chair out of the way, then led me by the hand until I was standing right in front of his desk. He was behind me, kissing the back of my neck and my shoulder blades before raining kisses down my back.

“Lean forward and spread your legs wide for me.”

I leaned on my elbows, parting my legs. Carter stopped touching me altogether for a few seconds, but before I could have time to miss his warmth, his mouth was on my slick center, his tongue darting in and out of me. I could barely take the sudden assault on my senses, and when Carter pressed two fingers to my clit, my thighs shook.

I couldn’t hold myself on my elbows any longer, so I leaned all the way forward until my breasts were pressing against the cold table. My hands were itching to grab or pull, so I stretched my arms forward until I reached the edge of the desk. I gripped it hard, pressing myself against his mouth.

An orgasm slammed into me, spurred by his mouth and his fingers. It took a long time to ride out the wave of pleasure, and when I straightened up, I swayed a little.

Carter held his arms around me, resting his nose in the crook of my neck. His breath was coming out in short, hot bursts. His erection pressed against my ass. We weren’t nearly done for tonight. I wiggled my ass a little, luring a groan out of him before I turned around.

He smiled before kissing me, and then I heard the sound of a belt being unbuckled and knew he couldn’t stand not being inside me for one more minute. I pulled at the zipper, then pushed his pants down his legs. He lowered his boxers too before kicking both away. After taking off his shirt, he dropped onto the leather chair.

“Ride me.”

Heart pounding, I approached him but didn’t climb on top. I had plans first, so I lowered myself on my haunches between his thighs.