“You’re stressed, baby.”
“It’s been a long day.” His hand journeyed down her back, massaging every one of her tense muscles. Carter nearly fainted. “
God, babe
. That feels so good …” He was turning her on. Carter could never resist him when he did this. “Lower,” she whispered.
When he obliged, she released a moan.
“Like that?”
Carter nodded. “Yes …” she hissed.
He continued his sensual assault until Carter felt like a new woman. She was relaxed, happy … and now unbelievably horny. It never failed. Nathan’s magic hands always turned her on. She nearly jumped for joy when she pressed back against him and felt his erection against the top of her behind. Not wanting to lose the moment, she turned to face him, gripped a handful of his shirt, and pulled him down to her lips.
Jesus, it was so incredible!
Nathan’s hands immediately went to her skirt, bunching the material up at her waist. Carter went to work undoing his leather belt, then she released the button and zipper of his pants, more than ready to feel his hard length slip slowly inside of her. Nathan lifted her up and sat her on the surface of the desk, never halting his kiss, while Carter’s hand disappeared into his pants.
He grunted the moment her fingers wrapped around him. She stared into his eyes while she stroked him, feeling her body reacting even more to the pleasure she saw on his face. He dropped his head forward, and placed a palm flat on the surface of the desk, pumping his hips with the motion of her hands.
Carter bit her bottom lip. She’d never get enough of watching him while she teased him like this. He was so fucking sexy. Tightening her grip, she sped up her movement.
“Oh shit,” he said in a breathless moan. “
Fuck
, baby …” He gripped on to one side of her panties and ripped the lace material. Carter opened her legs wider, allowing him to rip away the remainder of the tattered panties, then he pushed his pants down his hips until his erection was free of his boxers. He was so perfect. All of the blood in her body rushed to the surface of her skin as she angled her hips and positioned him at her opening.
Nathan released the buttons of her shirt and caressed her breasts softly.
“
Ahh…
” She loved when he did that
. “Please, Nathan …”
Carter’s jaw clenched tight as a host of pleasurable sensations shot through her body. She tried her best to breathe through them, but it proved pointless, especially when he slowly pushed his long, thick cock slowly inside of her.
“Ohh,” she moaned, placing her hands to his ass and pressing him closer. “Nathan … please fuck me, baby.” She’d already had about ten different fantasies sail through her head and the one of Nathan fucking her on his desk was the one that appealed to her more than the others.
Nathan’s hands traveled down her body until he palmed her ass with a firm grip. The first hard thrust he delivered made her gasp loudly, and the second made her body arch. He leaned forward, brought her left leg higher on his body, and then tossed it over his shoulder.
Carter was beginning to think that begging him to fuck her had been a bad idea. Try as she might have, she hadn’t been able to keep her voice down for anything. She tried everything she could as she lay back in the middle of Nathan’s desk, meeting each of his hard thrusts. She’d tried putting her fist in her mouth, biting her lip, her knuckle, but nothing worked. By the time Nathan had switched positions and started fucking her from behind, Carter was gone. Never had she screamed,
“Fuck me!”
so loudly in her life, and she really hoped the papers on his desk weren’t important because she was pretty sure they were all crushed from her grasping at them.
After her entire world shook with a few earthshattering orgasms, Carter was done for.
Nathan carried her to the couch as she cuddled closer to him. She felt a thousand times better after that. “Bubby,” she sighed, with a satisfied smile. “That was amazing.”
He kissed her forehead and growled. “Yes, it was.”
“Do you think anyone heard us?”
“If they did they wouldn’t dare say a word about it.”
Carter nodded and closed her eyes, happy that they were all frightened of her husband. “Mmm … I’m sleepy now. Want to take a nap?”
Nathan chuckled. “Can we eat first?”
Yawning, she shook her head. “Sleep.”
He kissed her once more. “Okay, Mrs. Salerno. Go to sleep …”
~*~
“Nathan, stop, I’m on the phone.” Carter giggled. Smiling slyly, he gave her ass another light pinch causing her to squeal. “Would you stop it?”
He loved to hear her laugh. He didn’t like seeing her as upset as she was when they had made it home from work tonight. Once they had gotten home, Carter had told him about the run in that she’d had with Aniyah Clark at S.O. Nathan wasn’t particularly pleased with the blatant disrespect the woman had shown Carter in a place that belonged to them, but Carter had insisted he not talk to her about boundaries like he’d wanted to. In truth, he’d actually wanted to fire her. While Aniyah was Carter’s friend, and Kyle’s current … whatever, she was just a secretary at S.O. She was good at her job, but she was also replaceable.
“Yes, Tamara, I’m still here …” Carter said over the phone to her friend. “It’s Nathan’s fault, he wants me off of the phone … Hell yes I told my husband what Aniyah said to me. I told him every dumbass word … No, I’m not talking to her anymore. I would have expected that from one of Kyle’s past whores, but not her … I wasn’t happy about it, but I didn’t say anything rude to her … I didn’t say that until she accused me of being in love with someone other than my husband. That bitch attacked me out of nowhere. It was almost like she’d been waiting to say it. Oh well … No, I’m not talking to her. She went
off
on me and she’s still living to cry the story to
you
. I’ve done my good deed for the day. Aniyah Clark can kiss my ass. She damn sure wasn’t my friend when she was accusing me of being inappropriate with Kyle. Fuck her …”
Nathan returned to covering the remainder of the leftover dishes they’d had at tonight’s family dinner while Carter ranted to her friend. When he caught movement out of the corner of his eye, he looked up to see Isabella coming inside from the side door in the kitchen. She carried a container that Carter had packed her some dinner in—knowing she preferred to dine alone—and a very nice polished-wood box with a gold rim.
Nathan smiled at her warmly. “Good evening, Isabella.”
Isabella was family. She’d been with them for over a year, here as well as when they’d lived in France for five months, and Nathan, Carter, and their boys had grown to love the young woman very much. Call them crazy, but somehow Nathan and Carter seemed to just slip very easily into the roles of her parents. Yes, parents. The young woman was only a few years younger than them, but they couldn’t help it. They were parents, and Isabella had needed parental figures when she’d first came to them. Nathan felt like her father. He loved her, worried about her often, was quite protective when it came to her even though he knew she didn’t need protection. She was a truly amazing young woman; talented, smart, and incredibly sweet … but to the five people she shared the estate with, no one else. However, that was okay with them. Isabella wasn’t the only one in the house that chose to only communicate with select people. Carter and Nathan’s son, Josef. Since he was seven months old, he would only interact with his parents, his brothers, Sophia, Isabella, and Anastacia. No one else, and Nathan and Carter had no idea why.
“Hi, Nathan. I brought you something … a present.”
Nathan’s brows rose.
A present, huh?
He chuckled softly, knowing that she had something on her mind that she needed to talk about with them. “I can’t wait to see what you have this time.”
She put her container over by the sink Just as Carter was hanging up her call with Tamara. “Isabella, honey. The dishwasher,” Carter instructed.
Isabella quickly did as Carter had said, then walked around the island and stood at the counter staring down at the box she had carried in with furrowed brows. Nathan nudged Carter, directing her attention to Isabella.
Carter frowned in concern. “Isabella, is there something wrong?”
Her warm brown eyes lifted to them and she shook her head. “Wrong? No nothing’s wrong. I just—” She sighed nervously.
“Isabella, you know you can talk to us about anything,” Nathan said. “Go ahead, sweetheart, we’re listening.”
She took her entire bottom lip between her teeth and looked away. It was something that Nathan and Carter noticed she did whenever she was nervous. It was as adorable as the way Aleksandr and Maksim looked away from them when they were lying.
“Isabella—”
“I want money,” she blurted out.
Nathan and Carter sighed in unison. “Isabella—”
“Hold up you guys. Before you give the speech about working hard and learning to take care of myself, let me explain.”
They had given Isabella a home and new life, but not millions of dollars. Carter and Nathan were teaching her independence. She worked for all of the money she had in her account.
Isabella continued to talk. “I have an idea, and I’m looking for investors.” She’d effectively caught their interest. “I want to start a business.”
“Really?” they exclaimed.
“Okay, stop. You two keep talking in unison and you know how much that freaks me out.”
They chuckled.
“Sorry, honey,” Carter said. “We’re just pleasantly surprised that’s all …”
“Well, prepared to be wowed.” Smiling, she tapped her fingers on the box.
Nathan glanced over at Carter and saw that she was just as happy as he to see Isabella so animated and excited about something. The young girl had come a long way.
She turned the box to face them. “I used my last three checks to buy all of the stuff I needed to make these. They are both gifts and a part of my pitch …” She opened the box.
A hunting knife, and five small knives. All of them were stunning. The blades were all steel, smooth, and sleek, with razor edges and a sharp point. The most beautiful part were the handles; the perfect gripped edges and the initials C.S. carved out in gorgeous gold lettering on each knife. The hunting knife was Nathan’s favorite. The blade the knife was also steel, but the handle was the same polished wood as the box, and there was a capital R carved in silver lettering.
“Isabella, these are amazing.” Carter reached forward. “How sharp?”
“It’ll cut to the touch.”
“And you made these?”
“Yes,” she chuckled. “I don’t want an answer tonight, guys. I want you both to let your genius in business minds rest on this, okay?”
“Okay,” they answered in unison, still not taking their eyes off of the beautiful weapons.
“Okay, and remember that I make an assortment of many different things. When you both are ready to sit down, I’ll show you all of my good stuff.”
They looked up at her with smiles. “We’ll talk this weekend then,” Nathan said.
“Perfect,” she said, backing from the counter. “Well, I know you two have family over right now …”
Nathan frowned. “Isabella, you are family. We wish you’d stay when everyone comes over.”
“Everyone would love to finally meet you for real,” Carter added. They all knew her of course; it just wasn’t a close relationship. Isabella would say hello to the family, but it when it came to visiting with them, she kept her distance.
She shook her head. “Maybe one day, just not tonight, okay?”
Nathan and Carter nodded. “When you’re ready …” Nathan said. They wanted Isabella to be comfortable in her own skin before she opened herself up to others anyway. She needed to move at her own pace, and Nathan and Carter respected that.
She ran her fingers through her black shoulder-length hair and pointed to the hallway. “I’m going to go say goodnight to the kids before I go to bed. I’ll go out the other back door. It’s closer to the guest house.”
“All right, babe,” Carter said.
When she came over to them and gave them both hugs, Carter kissed her on the cheek and Nathan kissed her on the forehead. “Good night, sweetheart.”
“Goodnight.” She walked toward the hallway before turning to them once again. Smiling, she stuck her hands in the back pockets of her jeans. “I love you both a lot. You know that, right? I know I don’t say it much, but I hope I at least show it …”
Carter placed her hand to her heart. “Of course we know, Isabella. We love you, too, honey.”
“I know.” She nodded, and cast her gaze down at the floor. “I just want to thank you guys for being … what I need. I didn’t know if running to you that night the way I did would make a difference but,” she shrugged, “thank you for changing my life.”
Carter went over and hugged her once more. “My sweet Isabella. We’ve seen you grow so much in such a short time.”
“We’re both very proud of you,” Nathan said.
Isabella brown cheeks tinted red. “I’m glad.”
“Watching you continue to grow into a strong, successful young woman is all the thanks we need, Isabella.” Carter kissed her cheek one more time.