Free Claiming Carter by Ws Greer Page A

hanging that way? I didn’t know what it was that ended our night, but I found myself completely intrigued by the mystery of Kelvin. I liked that I didn’t know about him and that he seemed to have a darker side to him. He was different than anything I had ever encountered before. And, if there was one thing I knew for sure, it was that I wanted to know more. I wanted more.
    I rushed into my bedroom and pulled my new favorite dress off of my body carefully. It was only seven-forty-five and I knew I didn’t really need another shower since I’d taken one right before Kelvin picked me up, but I headed into the bathroom anyway. I pulled the shower curtain back and turned the hot water on, filling up the tub completely, and I couldn’t help but continue to think about Kelvin Carter Jr. and the things he’d said to me at dinner. Why did the night have to end the way it did instead of the way it could have?
    “So, no one has ever pulled you on top of them, and fucked you in the back of a Bentley Mulsanne while driving down the highway?”
    As I began to carefully step into the tub, my mind continued to race, and I made sure I had soap in one hand—and my vibrator in the other.

 
     
     
    “I want to know everything,” Lexy chirped. “Absolutely everything!”
    Lexy and I sat in the teacher’s lounge after my night out with Kelvin Carter Jr. and I felt like my heart was still racing from the excitement I felt the night before. All in all, it was a mixture of elation and disappointment. I was thrilled that Kelvin had turned out to be such a seductive gentleman, but I was frustrated with how the night ended. Obviously I would have loved it if Kelvin would have asked to come inside my house after getting me all riled up. But, unfortunately, something had come up and put out the flames before they could even get going.
    “Well,” I said to an eager Lexy, as she leaned forward in the rickety wooden chair, “it was unlike anything I’d ever experienced before. I mean, I’ve been on my fair share of dates, but none of them could ever compare to this one. You wouldn’t believe it, Lex. He actually showed up in a freaking Bentley.”
    I heard Lexy let out a loud gasp. “Holy shit! He picked you up in a Bentley? How fucking hot is that? What, is he rich or something?”
    “I don’t know,” I responded with a shrug. “It sure seems that way. He said his father owns some casinos in the city, so I imagine that pays pretty well. He said the Bentley belonged to his dad, but we had a driver and everything. It was like I was being taken out on prom night or something. He took me to the John Hancock Center and we had dinner at the Signature Room on the ninety-fifth floor, with an amazing three-sixty view of the city. It was perfect. He was an absolute gentleman. He opened my door for me and he even did something that I don’t think any man has ever done for me.”
    “What? Did he finally give you an orgasm?” Lexy snickered.
    “Shut up. He’s given me orgasms. He just doesn’t know about them yet,” I joked in response. “No, seriously, has a guy ever waited to start eating until you started to eat first?”
    Lexy frowned at me as she thought. “What do you mean?”
    “I mean, like, his plate was right there in front of him, and he just sat there. He didn’t touch anything on his plate until I’d cut my steak and taken my first bite. He waited for me to start eating before he touched his own food. Has that ever happened to you before?”
    “Damn. Hell no, that’s never happened to me before. Hell, Mike is damn near done with his food by the time I get to the table with my plate. He wouldn’t wait for me to eat if it was Thanksgiving,” Lexy joked. At least I thought she was joking. “This guy sounds like a keeper, Lil. Then again, so did Tim when you first started dating his sorry ass. But, it’s good to know that it’s started out well. He definitely seems to have potential. Now, on to the good stuff. Tell