Free Into You by Danielle Sibarium Page A

my hair, down my body, squeezing, kneading my flesh. His body arched over mine as I moved backward. I went down and he followed, covering me like a blanket, grinding against me.
    With my hands on his chest I pushed him away trying to slow things down. “You said you weren’t going to try anything.”
    Carter rolled off me onto his side, his chest heaving with every breath. “I didn’t. You did. And boy am I glad you did.”
    I remained silent, staring, as he got to his feet.  He wobbled over to the dresser, pulled out an oversized tee shirt and tossed it in my direction.
    “You can wear this," he smiled. "Or nothing at all. Either way I won't mind."
    “What are you going to wear?”
    “Usually I sleep naked.”
    My eyes widened in fear. I couldn't be in the same bed with him if he didn't wear anything. I knew then it was a certainty he'd be trying to get me out of my clothes. And if we were both lying naked under the covers, there was no way we were j ust going to sleep.
    “But, for you I’ll wear sweats,” he answered, a devil ish grin playing on his mouth.
    I snatched the shirt from his hands and looked at him skeptically, “No funny business.”
    Carter held his hand up, “No funny business. Scout’s honor.”
    I placed a quick kiss on his lips before disappearing into the bathroom. After splashing cold water on my face I looked into the mirror and chastised myself for agreeing to spend the night. I knew what he wanted. The worst part was I wanted it too. Just not tonight.
    I knew in my heart if we had sex tonight, it would have more to do with Jamie than it did with Carter and me. I wouldn't let her into our relationship and certainly not into our bed. Not that there was "our" bed yet. But one could hope.
    After a deep cleansing breath, I steeled myself to stick to my guns. I returned to the bedroom surprised to find Carter already lying in bed, his eyes closed.
    I pulled the covers back, and climbed in as quietly as I could, relieved he had his sweats on, and disappointed that he already appeared to be sleeping. A smile formed on my lips as Carter reached for me. He wrapped his arms around me and held me against his chest.
    We'd never spent the night together, never held each other like this, and it unnerved me how right it felt. How comfortable I felt in his bed. His arms were safe and warm, a perfect fit for me. I snuggled up against him as he tightened his grip on me, like chains that would bind me to him forever.
    “Thank you,” he whispered.
    “Don’t mention it.” I wondered if he could feel how happy I was.

    Chapter 24
    Carter
    I love you. Those were the most comforting and terrifying words ever. Comforting to hear, terrifying to say. Only one time in my life did I ever feel the need to say it, to let the world know I loved her.
    I loved her, she loved me and life was great; until she shattered me. The innocence of youth kept me ignorant to the pain she could inflict. I always knew the possibility existed that she could meet someone else, I just didn't think she would, especially not my father. I was blinded to her ambition by her beauty.
    I promised myself never again. I'd never put anyone before me. I'd never hand over my heart and love another woman the way I loved Jamie. But Elizabeth stole my heart. It was hers and she could do with it what she wanted. She could realize how fragile it was and treat it with kindness and care, or she could char a nd burn it like meat on skewer.
    “I love you.”
    Elizabeth moaned in my arms. I squeezed my arms tighter around her.
    I had no doubt she knew how I felt about her. Not after tonight, but I wasn't positive she felt the same. Especially after the show I put on for her, both at my father's house and at the restaurant, p ounding down drink after drink.
    I didn't want to tell her the whole story. I thought I could give her the important facts while skirting around the details. But I didn't. I had diarrhea of the mouth and once I started, I couldn't