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An Excerpt From: CAPTURING CARLY
Copyright © N.J. WALTERS, 2005.
All Rights Reserved, Ellora's Cave Publishing,
Inc.
Nathan
grunted as he hefted the ladder in his hands. It was a beautiful October
morning, and for the first time in weeks, both he and Carly had the morning
off.
Then what the
hell was he doing hanging storm windows?
Unfortunately,
he could answer his own question. Carly’s parents.
Carly had
called him yesterday almost incoherent with excitement. Her parents were
going to spend an entire day at a friend’s cabin. Oh yeah, he’d been one
happy man last night.
He’d had
plans. Big plans. And they’d all revolved around Carly being naked and
spread across her bed, awaiting his pleasure. Her sex would be pink, hot
and wet as she spread her thighs wide for him. And those luscious breasts
that he loved so much would be tipped with hard rosy nubs, begging to be
tasted.
After he’d
teased the soft white mounds for a while, he’d have her cup her own breasts
so he could admire her tight nipples while he tasted the sweet heat between
her legs. He wanted to lap at the slick folds of her pussy before sinking
into her heated slit.
Groaning,
Nathan dropped his head against the side of the small shed. Propping the
ladder against the wall, he reached down and adjusted the erection
straining against the front of his jeans. It didn’t help. There was no way
to make himself any more comfortable. Nothing would help but fucking Carly.
And that
wasn’t going to happen.
He’d pulled
his truck up in front of her house at eight o’clock sharp this morning.
Awake since six, he watched the clock impatiently and waited until he was
sure her parents had left for their day of fishing and fun with their
friends. The surge of pleasure had been so great that when he’d started up
the walkway he’d all but run to her front door. Carly had promised she’d be
naked and waiting for him.
She’d even
told him, quite graphically, what she wanted him to do to her. Oh yeah,
he’d planned to taste and touch every inch of her delectable body until she
was hot, sweaty and begging him to fuck her.
Rock hard
and ready, he knew he couldn’t wait. He’d planned on a quickie to relieve
their tension before he settled down to really enjoy himself.
The first
inkling he had that his day wasn’t going to go quite as he’d planned came
when Carly met him at the front door. She was fully dressed and looked very
unhappy.
Stopping
dead in his tracks, he’d waited for her to speak. Every muscle in his body
was clenched as he braced himself for the disappointment he knew was
coming.
She opened
her mouth to speak, stopped, swallowed hard and tried again. “They
cancelled.”
She sounded
so sad and forlorn that he bound up the steps and wrapped his arms around
her. “Who cancelled?” Burying her face against his chest, she mumbled
something but he couldn’t understand her.
Cupping her
face in his hands, he tilted her face up to his. Unable to resist, he
licked her top lip. Sweet. She always tasted so damned sweet. Needing
another taste, he covered her lips with his. Gently. Carefully. He skimmed
her mouth with his, not deepening the connection, just enjoying the feel of
her soft lips against his.
The door
behind her swung open. “Morning, Nathan.” Carly’s father stood in the
doorway with a big smile on his face. “Carly said you were coming by to
help me with the storm windows. It’s a shame that Milo and his wife had to
cancel out today, but it’s a great day for doing a little work around the
house.”
Nathan
straightened and stared at Carl Ames, trying to clear the sensual haze from
his brain and make sense of his words. Everything clicked into place at
once, including Carly’s words and her disappointment now made sense. It was
all he could do not to tip back his head and swear at the world.
Instead, he
swallowed back his displeasure and gave Carly a squeeze before releasing
her. “Morning Carl. I’m glad to help.”
Knowing
there was nothing else he could do, he allowed himself to be ushered into
the small kitchen where her mom was hard at work cooking pancakes and bacon
for breakfast. Unable to sate his hunger for Carly’s body, he fed his
stomach instead.
After a
huge breakfast and polite conversation, he found himself rummaging around
the small backyard shed looking for a ladder. Taking a deep breath, he
raised his head. Rolling his shoulders, he tried to rid himself of some of
his tension.
It didn’t
help.
The last
few weeks had been like one cosmic bad joke. It seemed impossible that two
people who lived and worked in the same small town could see so little of
each other. Almost from the moment, he and Carly had spent their first
night together, it was if the world had conspired to keep them apart. And
he was getting damned tired of it.
He heard
her coming towards the shed. The sound of her small feet padding across the
grass was recognizable. Her perfume wafted in just ahead of her, mixing
with the slightly stale and earthy smell of the shed. It was a clean scent,
the smell of vanilla, soap and woman. It tickled his senses, making his
cock twitch and swell even larger.
Cursing,
Nathan took another deep breath before swinging around. She stood in the
doorway, hesitating. Sighing, he opened his arms wide.
Launching
herself at him, she wrapped her arms around his neck and dragged his head
down to hers. “I’m so sorry,” she said as she peppered his face with
kisses.
Locking one
arm around her waist, he lifted her off her feet. Reaching out, he gave the
door a shove and it closed with a satisfying thud. A small window at the
back of the shed was the only light. It was dark and intimate in the
confines of the small room.
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