Total pages in book: 75
Estimated words: 69456 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 347(@200wpm)___ 278(@250wpm)___ 232(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 69456 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 347(@200wpm)___ 278(@250wpm)___ 232(@300wpm)
“What’s going on, uh…?” he finally starts, going up and looking me in the eye. “What’s going on is that I’m fucked.”
Chapter Twenty-One
Derek
I sit down on Carter’s couch with a sigh, and run my fingers through my hair. He’s right I would never push a company like Red Lion without a motive. I should have known Carter would be smart enough to pick that up. Fuck, Wanda. I need to come clean not just for myself, but for Eliza and maybe for Carter too. I take a deep breath. I’m always in control and admitting I’m not sure as hell isn’t easy. As if sensing my discomfort Carter sits down on the couch next to me, close enough that I can feel the heat radiating off his body. Somehow it makes this easier.
“Wanda’s blackmailing me,” I say. It’s like a weight has been lifted off me and the words hang heavy in the air.
“I knew that bitch had to be mixed up in this shit somehow,” Carter replies. “What does she have on you?”
“My cock in an intern’s mouth,” I say and it’s almost laughable that blowjob would be the thing that could topple my empire.
I look at Carter’s face and can tell he’s thinking the same thing.
“There’s got to be more,” he says.
“An intern who is willing to say I coerced her into sucking my cock,” I exhale and lean back on the couch relieved to have an ally I know I can trust, against Wanda, and I realize that I do trust Carter.
He looks at me, his eyes boring into my mine. “We’ll fix this. We’ll nail that bitch’s ass to the wall for good.”
“I just don’t want Eliza to get caught up in this,” I say.
“It’s a little late for that,” Carter says, but there is no blame or malice behind his words, just a statement of fact.
“I know,” I pause, and think to myself I may as well put it all on the line. “Eliza means everything to me. I’m not going to lose her.”
“We’re not going to lose her,” Carter says resting his hand on my thigh. “I love her too.”
I know he cares about Eliza as much as I do. If it were any other man I’d fight him for her. Hell, I’ve lost count of the times I’ve fought Carter in the boardroom. I respond to him on a visceral level, and he’s always been able to get under my skin. After everything that’s happened between the three of us, Carter is getting under my skin in an entirely different way. Something’s changed between us and I know Carter can sense it too. The warm weight of Carter’s hand on my thigh and the memory of the way he looked with his cock buried in Eliza’s pussy sends the blood rushing to my cock. One look at the bulge in Carter’s pants and the lust in his eyes confirms my suspicions. He wants this just as much as I do.
“You’re not going to lose me either,” Carter says leaning in toward me.
I meet him halfway. Our mouths crash together, Carter's lips parting underneath mine as I grab his shirt and pull him closer to me. The scent of Carter, notes of wood and spice and something else uniquely his, surround me. I savor Carter the same way I would another lover with every one of my senses. I run my tongue along the seam of Carter’s lips and he parts for me enthusiastically. Neither of us is second guessing this. How could we when it feels so right? Hell it feels perfect the same way having our sweet Eliza spread out between us did.
Carter’s hands tangle in my hair and I plunge my tongue deeper into his mouth. Carter kisses like he does everything else, hard and ruthless. I can definitely get on board with that. I like it a little rough and I know Carter does too.
I kiss him, hard and deep like we won’t ever need to breath again. I never thought I would want another man, but fuck I need Carter. Desire surges through my veins for him in a way it has for no man. As always Carter battles me for dominance, his tongue dueling with mine for control until finally the need to breathe wins out and we both pull back flushed and panting.
I yank Carter’s head back and let my teeth and tongue trace the vein pulsing in his neck. He lets out a low moan from deep in his throat and I let my teeth scrape a little bit harder.
“Fuck,” he hisses.
“Oh we’ll get to that,” I whisper, my teeth grazing his ear and my cock gets impossibly harder at the thought of Carter’s big cock inside me.
I want him inside of me. I bring my lips back to Carter’s, kissing him deeply once more. It’s all instinct driven by lust and desire setting my every sense aflame. I slide one hand up Carter’s thigh not stopping until I reach the hard bulge in his pants. I yank down Carter’s zipper.