Carter's tongue slid deftly into my mouth. Oh, sweet lord, this man could kiss.
My surroundings completely faded as I lost myself in the kiss. His mouth was firm and warm, his tongue lazy as it danced with mine. My entire body went soft, my muscles turning to jelly while my thighs quivered. I ran my fingers through his silky dark hair. He responded by sliding one hand to my waist, while angling my head with the other in order to deepen the kiss.I moaned into his mouth, unable to stop myself from rubbing against the bulge in his jeans. An answering moan sounded deep in his throat. His fingers tightened over my hip."We should stop," he ground out, breaking the kiss."Probably," I said with a faint smile.And then we were kissing again, and the word stop was blown away by a gust of mutual attraction. This was crazy. I had one-night-stands before, but always with men known for more than twenty minute. And never in an elevator.Yet I couldn't stop the rush of desire swirling through my body. I placed my palms against Carter's rock-hard chest, moaning at the feel of his defined pecs and the thump of his heart under my fingers. His hands were also busy, unbuttoning my jacket, slipping under the chiffon shirt beneath it. He stroked the bare skin of my belly, then moved his hands up and cupped my full aching breasts."F*ck," he choked out, squeezing my breasts over my bra. "I could probably come just from fondling these." He says and I blush."And I could probably come just by doing this." I said as I rubbed my aching sex against his crotch again to illustrate my point.Carter groaned. "You realize this is a really bad idea, right?""Oh, it's a terrible idea," I agreed, and then I shrugged out of my jacket and peeled the chiffon shirt off my chest.Carter sucked in a breath, those intense dark eyes widening at the sight of my lacy black bra. Slowly, he took off his own shirt and this time my eyes widened. His chest was absolutely spectacular, broad and rippled, with a dusting of hair leading down to his waistband. The tender spot between my legs began to throb, making me move restlessly against him."Are you turned on, Isabella?" he asked hoarsely."Yes." My voice came out in a hiss."Yeah? Let's see how turned on you are." His big, warm hand reached between my legs to stroke the damp crotch of my panties. He groaned. "F*ck, you're so wet."His left hand moves slowly down my side and rests on my hip, gently pulling me against him as he grinds slowly against me. He feels incredible even through his pants. I close my eyes and lean back further, my head resting on his right shoulder, the side of his face buried in my hair. Our right hands are clasped together, and he slowly guides our hands down between my legs to gently rub against my sex through the thin material of my panties. Holy damn shit. A surge of a thousand tiny lightning bolts races through my body.He slowly moves his hand away from mine. "Touch yourself," he whispers in my ear as he rests his right hand on my other hip, slowly pulling me back against his c*ck to meet his subtle thrusts against me. I am so turned on I feel delirious and dizzy. I slide my hand under my black panties. I rub my cl*t in slow circles while arching my back against him, pressing his hard c*ck further against my ass. My mind goes blank as we grind against each other, my finger lost in the wet folds of my sex. His lips touch my ear, brushing a kiss on the outer shell, his breath becoming more ragged. I have never touched myself in front of someone before, but knowing he's watching actually turns me on rather than humiliates me."Come for me, Isabella."His words send me over the edge, and within seconds, my entire body is shaking and quivering as I explode into orgasm. My free hand digs into his taut, muscular leg as I arch back further against him, wanting to feel more of him. He moves his hand back over mine and cups both of our hands over my wet P*ssy as he grinds harder, his c*ck wedged between my ass cheeks. I push my body slowly up and down his just a tiny bit, feeling the length of him. He finally shudders beneath me, his hands gripping me tighter, his breath hot and heavy against my ear.A ragged breath slid out of Carter's mouth. "Well." He swallowed. "So...uh..."I couldn't help a smile. "Well. So. Uh. My thoughts exactly."The corner of his mouth lifted. "That was...unexpected," he finally said."Yep," I agreed.Carter slowly lifted me off his still-erect c*ck.What the hell is wrong with me? Did I just dry hump a stranger in the elevator in the office where I just got hired. Oh God what if I have to work with him?Just as my thought were getting back on a rampage, the elevator started to move.I quickly rearranged her panties and my clothes. I was sliding her arms into the sleeves of her jacket when the elevator doors dinged open to reveal the brightly lit lobby of the building. A man in a brown jumpsuit waited there, an apologetic look on his face."I'm so sorry sir, I didn't know you were in the elevator." The man says to Carter who cuts him off with a look."We're very sorry for the delay," the man said instantly looking at me. "I hope it wasn't too much of an, inconvenience."I flushed under his words. "No inconvenience.""Thanks for taking care of the problem so quickly," Carter added.The man apologized again, but mostly just to Carter and not me which was just completely weird but I tried not to think about it.And without a word, Carter left me standing alone and heading out the front door without so much as a bye.It's probably for the best, I might never see him again.Isabella’s POVA helicopter just dropped us at our villa in Milan for our honeymoon, we just got married exactly 5 hours ago.We haven’t exactly been alone in months so when Carter looked at me with those hungry eyes I knew what it meant, I have been looking at him like that every single minute of every day.His hungry eyes drop down my body and, as if unable to help it, he runs his hand down my chest and cups my breast through my white ethereal wedding dress. “I like you dressed like this.”“I prefer you naked,” I retort and he smirks.He puts me over his shoulder and marches up the hallway to the bedroom, he slowly slides me down his body
Isabella's POVI gave birth to our beautiful baby boy Leo 6 weeks ago. We didn’t know the sex of the baby till after I gave birth, Carter had guessed a girl and I guessed a boy and I was right.That didn’t change the fact of how happy we both were, Leo is beautiful. He is perfect.Having a child truly is like having a piece of your heart outside your body, and that feeling is both as wonderful and as terrifying as it sounds.Our family and friends all came to visit us in the hospital, everyone so happy for us. My dad was especially happy when we named the baby after him Leo.We only stayed a few days in the hospital before we finally went home. To our home, which we had renovated making it ours.
Isabella's POVMy mother had come over to New York, I had only seen her once since I told her I was pregnant and that was months ago. I’m now 7 months heavily pregnant, she came to visit for only a day and Carter and I took her out to dinner to also celebrate our engagement with her.We had an amazing dinner before she went back to New Jersey immediately after dinner, it was good to see her. I like having her around but I almost never see her, I mean she has a whole new family with her husband which sometimes makes me jealous that she isn’t that much in my life but I try not to let it bother me that much. Besides I have my father around all the time and he loves me very much. I don’t even miss her that much with my father around, he makes it up by being in my life constantly.My mother and Carter have also set up a r
Isabella’s POVCarter and I have decided to make it official we’re now living with each, we’re renovating his penthouse. Making it our home, adding in a nursery for our baby.After a day of selecting color scheme for the nursery I went to our bed, crawled under the covers, and fell asleep with a smile on my face.Carter woke me up two hours later. His lips were skimming my shoulder, his fingers lazily tracing down my waist, over my hip. He was behind me, curved around me, molded to me. “Are you awake?” he whispered.I made a soft moaning sound to let him know I was.He kissed a spot below my ear, and then he asked, “Is this okay?” As he kis
Isabella’s POV “I think I should go.” I say dropping my fork everyone around the table eyes on me.“Are you okay baby? Do you feel fine?” Carter asks concern flashing across his face.We’re having dinner with his family in his childhood home in Connecticut. We had made plans to have dinner with his mother weeks ago but she was going on a cruise with her new boyfriend so we postponed it to when she was back.She got back yesterday and we’re a family dinner to celebrate my pregnancy. Everything was fine when we arrived, she gave Carter a hug kissing him and she also hugged me congratulating me. Telling me how happy she was to have a grandchild.Then we sat down for dinner and she started.
Isabella’s POVI wake up from my nap almost an hour later checking the time to see it’s 1:30am in the morning. Carter isn’t back in bed yet so maybe he isn’t yet back. I put on a silky robe over my next to nothing sleepwear going downstairs to find something to eat. My sleeping pattern is still messed up and this baby growing inside me is deeply in love with anything cheesy.Using the service in house elevator to go down kitchen, I hear voices coming out from the kitchen.I walk in joining them finding Carter and his brother Johnny and sister Stephanie they’re all laughing and talking about something when they notice me.“Bella!” Steph exclaims excitedly jumping down from her stool to hug me.