Gage, Ronna - Send Her To Me (Siren Publishing Classic) (8 page)

His finger stopped moving. “What do you want, Kelli?” he whispered.

She stopped her gentle thrusts. This was the question she both longed to hear and dreaded. Delirious with desire, she chose her next words carefully. Once said, there would be no turning back. She looked deeply in his eyes. “Take me home and make love to me.” Her voice came out in gasps.

Suddenly, stillness filled the car.
What did I just say?
The moment stood charged with words that should have told them to stop what they were about to do and take it slowly. Instead, she heard him say exactly what her heart wanted to hear.

“As you wish.” He started the car, drove out of the park, and sped down the road. Driving through the next exit, neither of them voiced a change of heart.

Kelli realized he drove in the opposite direction of the apartments. “Where are we going?”

“You’ll have to wait and see.”

“What?” She sounded desperate.

“It’s a surprise.”

Goose bumps broke out on her skin. Kelli liked Carter’s surprises.

Chapter Nine

Carter pulled into the parking lot of a luxurious hotel in downtown Fort Worth. The tall building rose farther into the sky than the others on the street and took up a city block. A young valet opened her door while Carter tended to the parking attendant. Kelli waited as Carter handed the keys over to them and then came to her at the curbside. She looked up at the towering building and wondered if her gaze would ever stop at the top floor.

In a matter of seconds, the valet drove the Corvette to the parking area. She looked at a smiling Carter. “This is the Lux Hotel.”

“Yep, it sure is.” He took her arm and guided her to the hotel’s revolving door. “Have you been here before?”

“Yes, but not in the manner you think. A friend of mine had her wedding reception here.”

Kelli watched while Carter signed in at the reception desk. His assurance amazed her. He was confident in his surroundings, and knowing what she knew they planned upstairs, he didn’t seem ruffled at all.
Must be part of his job as an investment broker.
He handed his charge card to the clerk, and then turned back to her. Their gazes met, and within seconds, desire rushed through her. He stared at her as if he couldn’t wait to get her alone, and she creamed in her panties.

“Mr. Banks.” Carter glanced away. The concierge smiled. “It will take a few minutes to prepare your room. May I suggest a cocktail for the evening, or you may sit in the lounge if you like.”

“Thank you.” Carter led Kelli in the direction of the lounge area.

Thankful for the distraction, Kelli didn’t dare look around the lobby. She knew with little doubt the people milling around would know their plans and voice their opinions.
No, do not worry about what other people think. It will only cheapen this special night
. Carter sat next to her on the sofa and casually rested his arms on his legs. Kelli picked up a
Texas Monthly
magazine from the stack on the coffee table. After thumbing through it, she sighed and tossed it back on the pile. Nothing in it held her interest. Still restless, she fidgeted in her seat
.
Unexpectedly, Carter’s fingers entwined with hers, and then closed over her small knuckles. Looking at his large hand, she couldn’t wait to feel it on her, stroking her naked skin inch by inch. But most of all, she wanted to feel his long fingers gliding inside her, and then his impassioned body covering hers, filling her to completion with his cock. Her nipples tightened, an unbearable ache formed in her chest.

“Mr. Banks?” A young man called for him from the front desk. Kelli and Carter stood up. “This way, please.” The bellhop led them to the elevators and pressed the button for the fifth floor. At the door, he used the card key to open it and let them into the luxury room. The small sitting area, intimately lit with soft lighting, captured Kelli’s attention. A small sofa, two chairs, and an end table decorated the area closest to the balcony door. A queen-sized bed dominated the room, further capturing Kelli’s focus. Her eyes fixed on the spot that she and Carter would share in a matter of minutes. Goose bumps broke out on her skin again thinking of it.

Carter tended to the bellhop. “Please place the do not disturb sign on your way out.”

The young man looked from Carter to Kelli. She blushed. He smiled. “Yes, sir.”

The second the bellhop left them alone, Kelli turned to Carter and waited for him to make the first move. Casually, he placed the card key on the counter. He stood gazing at her, saying nothing, but the glare of a controlled man followed her every move. Stuffing his hands in his pockets, his eyes wandered over her body. Yet, he remained composed and still.

“How can you be so calm at a time like this?” Kelli forced herself to stand in one spot and not run to him.

He took a step toward her. “I am waiting for you to give me the go-ahead.”

Her heart raced with joy. She quickened her steps, rapidly closing the distance between them. And then, she threw herself into his arms, surrendering to the restive energy that inflicted her. The kiss summoned a hunger so deep, her knees weakened.

Carter stopped the sensual kiss and slowly kissed his way to her neck. He quietly whispered her name, almost like a prayer. “Baby…Kelli.” He detached her arms from around his neck, which separated the warm heat of his body from hers. She looked into his eyes. Arousal lowered them to half slits. If she had any doubts about what he wanted, this one look told her that he sought her—probably with the same intensely burning desire. She watched him take a step back. His arms extended at his sides.

“Go ahead, make your move,” he whispered. She took a step toward him. “Only, be gentle.”

To her relief, he surrendered all control to her. They would go at her pace, not his. With trembling hands, she pulled his polo shirt out of the waistband of his jeans. She slowly removed his shirt, dragging out the moment as long as time allowed. She savored the touch of his skin with her tongue as her fingertips drew out the removal of his shirt. His cologne filled her nostrils, and the salty sweetness of his flesh filled her mouth with each inch of skin she exposed. She glided the material over his chest. Carter bent at his knees allowing her to pull it over his head.

When he stood straight, she took in the sparse growth of hair on his chest.
Funny, I didn’t notice it when we met at the pool.
With light kisses, she touched the delicate joint between his left shoulder and arm. The salt of his body mixed with his after-shave became a delicacy she would hunger after for the rest of her life if she were to never have it again.
.
Her tongue swirled around his collarbone. She wanted to savor each contour, slope, and flat plane. Nibbling on the soft part of his neck, she felt the light, airy touch of his fingers moving her hair aside. He rained kisses along the uncovered skin.

Small shivers of ecstasy traveled across her aroused body. He pulled her closer, and the quivers ceased to ravage her body.
Please don’t stop
.
Keep the shivers rolling through me
!

“You said earlier.” He kissed the soft spot between her neck and ear. “You wanted me to fuck you.” His teeth nipped her tender flesh. “Is that still a part of your plan?” His voice was husky with his desire.

“I don’t think I said that. I remember saying that I wanted you to make love to me.” She rephrased the statement.

Carter’s hand reached up and cupped her breast through the top of her dress. She gasped with shocks of pleasure. His hands stroked her nipple, and she moaned. “Like this?”

“More!” Her urgent demand came out in gritted retort.

“How?”

“I hope you can make love better than the meal you paid for earlier.” All of a sudden, his hands stopped caressing her. Her body begged for him to come back and continue the magic he created in her.

His brows lowered to form a deep frown. “Uh, you didn’t like the meal? It’s one of the best restaurants in town…”

Kelli smiled at his defense. His voice trailed off. Then, in a slow, calculated move, she stood on tiptoes and brushed her lips on the pulse point of his throat, flicking her tongue on his skin.

“I thought.” He stopped talking.

She planted little kisses down his chest. “Do we have to discuss this now?” she whispered.

“You brought it up.”

“I don’t care for fancy restaurants.”

Carter grabbed her shoulders and widened the distance between them. “That still doesn’t answer my question, Kelli.”

Feeling frisky and coy, she narrowed her eyes. “What was your question? I got a little distracted by the topic of our dinner.”

His finger journeyed to the delicate curve of her collarbone, and then slid to her breastbone. Another layer of goose bumps covered the earlier ones. His hand glided a path down to her tingling breasts along the border of the V-neckline. His knuckles brushed her right breast. “What do you want me to do?”

Kelli swallowed the urge to scream for him to take her.

“Say it, Kelli,” he murmured. “Tell me what you want.” He bent and kissed the exposed flesh between her breasts. Now, both his hands traced the plunging neckline.

His whispered encouragement was like a beacon to her desire. Their gaze collided. She conveyed what burned inside her. “Make love to me, Carter. Make me want only you.”

Carter slipped the material off her shoulders and down her arms. He let her dress fall to the floor and pool around her feet. She stood before him in a thong and bra. His strong, steady fingers skimmed over the skin down her arms. In no time at all, he unfastened the hooks on her bra, exposing her breasts to his waiting eyes, which feasted on her flesh, but Kelli didn’t flinch. His fingernails slightly scored her thighs. Her arousal burned just under the surface of her skin. Seconds passed before he removed her panties.

A sudden heat of embarrassment burned her from her neck to her cheeks. Most likely, her skin was a deep crimson color. Carter stepped back and examined her body. She yearned to fold her arms over her naked flesh to hide herself from his penetrating gaze. “Okay, that’s enough.” She looked around for something to cover her body. The awkward moment changed the charged, tingling arousal to a cool chill.

“No.” His hands gripped her shoulders and held her in place. “You have a beautiful body,” he whispered, and then took a step toward her, closing the short gap between them.

“It’s not fair that you still have on your jeans, and I’m totally naked.” She hoped her words sounded light and playful. He smiled and wrapped his arms around her. The heat of his skin next to hers warmed the chill. She rested her head on his hard chest and began rubbing her cheeks against the sparse growth of hair that tickled her nose.

“Is that better?”

“Mmmm,” she purred. Carter’s roughened fingertips passed over her back to her hips. “…a little.”

“What would make it better?” he asked softly. His fingertips ventured down over her hips to the rounded flesh of her ass. “Maybe this?”

He grabbed her right knee and placed it on the curve of his hip. She looked at him with curiosity. Before she had a chance to ask him what he planned to do, he slipped his finger inside her. Gasping with pleasure, she grabbed his shoulders and her hips pushed up to meet the demands of his invasion. When he used two fingers to open the lips of her wet pussy, she stifled a moan against his chest. He pumped his fingers into her, filling her, wetting her more. She tried hard to hold back, to fight her loss of control, but she failed. Through her lashes, she saw that Carter also battled to keep control of his own reactions. Still, he was relentless.

“Give it all to me, Kelli.” He demanded. His fingers entered her and withdrew, repeating the movement over and over until she thought she would pass out from the pleasure. Dizzy, she hung to reality by a thread. She was so wet with her need for him, soaked actually, that she heard the suction sounds as he penetrated her. A heat wave of indescribable proportions ran through her body. The room spun, and her nipples puckered until they ached.

“I need to come.” She cupped her breasts. Carter gripped her right leg, and then the orgasm came on her fast and hard. Her left leg buckled. She softly whimpered. Then, to her relief, she shattered. Somewhere in her euphoria, she heard herself scream in unbridled ecstasy. Carter continued to finger-fuck her until the first orgasm of the evening dissipated. She fell forward onto his chest. His scent enveloped her. Sweat, sex, and cologne mingled in a strange, vaporous brew that stimulated her pussy and mind. She became dizzy and wet. She breathed in the smells of his heated body and her orgasm. Lifting her head, she found him leaning against the wall, balancing their weight easily. His breathing came out as erratic as hers. In addition, his heart thumped against her cheek. She gently tugged at her right leg. He pulled his fingers from the lips of her pussy, which got wetter while she continued to ooze. To her surprise and excitement, he tasted the juice on his fingers.

“God, you’re sweet.” He continued to lick.

Watching his tongue aroused her all over again. Curiosity played its part and got the better of her. “What does it taste like?”

“I told you already, sweet,” Carter answered.

She took his wrist and pulled his hand toward her mouth. “Let me try some.” Before she had a chance to lick his finger, he pulled it away from her.