The Biker's Fate Chapter 119

Cassidy

LATER THAT NIGHT, I put Maverick to bed then climbed into the shower, whimpering as the water hit my arms and legs. I turned the tap to lukewarm and grabbed the soap. Holy crap I was burnt to a crisp. I was naturally fair and wasn't a huge sun person, so I couldn't remember a time I'd just laid out like that. Even at the pond, I was in the water more than sunning myself, and my mom would load me up with SPF-4,223.

I shampooed my hair quickly, hissing when I realized the top of my head was burnt as well. I couldn't bring myself to condition even though I knew my curls would cause a mutiny. I would just have to deal with it all later.

Drying myself was just too much, so I gingerly slipped into my robe and woodenly walked down the hall.

"Babe, you okay?" Carter asked.

"No," I grumbled.

Carter followed me into my bedroom, his mouth dropping open. "Holy shit."

I nodded. "Even my hair hurts."

"Baby." He closed the distance between us. "How long were you in the sun?"

"I have no idea. Maybe half an hour. You know what I'm like when I sleep, I probably rolled totally out of cover."

He nodded. "Where's that aloe Payton gave you?"

"In my purse."

"I'll get it." He left me, returning quickly with the tube. "Want to get dressed first?"

I bit my lip. At least my face was okay... I'd slathered it and my neck with SPF50, but neglected my head and the rest of my body. "I can't move my arms."

"Want some help?"

"I guess." I groaned. "So much for our romantic night... we could still try," I joked.

"Sex with lobsters isn't really my thing, Cass," he retorted.

I moved to hit him, but the motion shot pain through my skin and I groaned.

He grinned and kissed me quickly. "Sorry, baby."

Carter helped me into undies and a T-shirt, then gently slathered aloe onto my worst areas. I couldn't bear for him to touch my head, so he left it alone. Needless to say, sleep didn't come easily or stay long that night. We'd snuck the dog into the apartment and she was happy to sleep with Maverick, but I heard her whine at about three that morning and then doors opening and closing, albeit quietly, which meant Carter must have taken her out.

I didn't think I'd fall back to sleep anytime soon, so I headed to the kitchen for some water. Carter walked back into the apartment a few minutes later. "Hey, can't sleep?" he whispered and set the dog's leash on the counter.

I nodded. "I'm fine as long as I stay on my back, but as soon as I roll it hurts."

Carter gave me a sympathetic smile. "Let's get more aloe on you."

I nodded, and after he put the dog back in with Maverick, I let him slather me with relief.

We settled into a comfortable routine for a week or so, Carter giving me space because of my sunburn, but waging a sensual war that was quickly breaking down my defenses. The sunburn healed in less than a week, but every time we planned time alone, we were interrupted, and I was sure the universe was against us.

Hawk and Payton had signed Lily up for two days at daycare, and Payton and I had discovered the kids were two peas in a pod... much like Carter and I had been. This fact began the scheduling of many play dates and the blessed option of alone time with Carter.

One such Friday night, Carter had surprised me by taking me into the Pearl for dinner and then back to his place. We'd watched Lily the Friday before and now Payton and Hawk were returning the favor.

Cassidy the dog met us at the door and we kicked off our shoes and spent a little time with her after putting our leftovers in the fridge. Once Carter grabbed himself a beer and poured me a glass of wine, he took my hand and led me down the hall to his bedroom. "How many days have you been on the pill now?"

I tugged on his hand and he turned to face me. "Nine."

"Good, we can forego condoms."

"But..."

"I'm clean, baby." He kissed me then stepped into the bathroom and I heard the shower start. "I got tested and the results came yesterday. Envelope's on the dresser," he called.

He walked back into the bedroom, his chest bare, his jeans unbuttoned. I swallowed my squeak of desire.

"Am I talking over you?"

"A little," I admitted.

"Sorry." Carter smiled and slid his hand to my neck, giving it a gentle squeeze. "I just don't want you to back out."

"I can't back out of something I haven't agreed to."

"What's the hesitation, Cass?" He smiled. "The real one, not the 'we need to wait for Maverick's sake,' or you're burnt to a crisp, 'cause those are kind of moot now."

I wrinkled my nose. "I hate that you know me so well."

"No you don't."

"It's not that I'm hesitating, per se." Unable to stop myself, I ran my fingers across his six-pack. "It's just that this will be my first time since... well..."

"I know."

I dropped my head back to meet his eyes. "I don't know if you do. That night with Pierre was awkward and that's all I really remember. It didn't really hurt, but, well, he wasn't very nice..." I groaned. "I don't really know what I'm trying to say."

"What do you mean he wasn't very nice?"

"He just pointed out things that I needed to work on."

Carter's body locked. "Like what?"

"Nothing, don't worry about it."

"You know if I ever meet this bastard, I'm gonna fuckin' kill him."

"Well, you won't, so it's good. It's not like he didn't have some valid points. We were dancing and ballet is—"

"Fuck me, Cassidy. I swear to Christ, if you say one more negative thing about your body, I'm gonna get on a fuckin' plane, hunt that bastard down and beat the shit out of him." He cupped my face. "You. Are. Perfect."

"You haven't seen me naked yet."

"Yes, I have, or did you forget I spent a lot of time exploring you and feasted on your pussy?"

I shivered. "Well..."

"Plus, I put Aloe all over you."

"But that was clinical."

Carter chuckled. "Explain the raging hard-on, then."

"You were hard?"

"Yeah, baby." He sighed. "You didn't notice I took a really long shower?"

I blushed. "I just thought you took long showers."

Carter laughed. "Yeah, not that long, baby."

I swallowed.

"I'm gonna take care of you, honey."

"I know. It's just that my first time was underwhelming and then it never happened again. I guess I don't really know entirely what to expect."

"I do." Carter chuckled. "Babe, trust me. Tonight won't be underwhelming. I promise."

"For me maybe," I grumbled.

"For either of us." He kissed me quickly. "I have never made love to anyone, Cassidy, so I can't wait to find out what that feels like."

"What do you mean? You've slept with more than a few women."

"But I've never made love to any of them. You're the only woman I've ever loved, and I'm gonna prove how much tonight." He cupped my neck. "Trust me?" I nodded, and he kissed me. "I'm gonna shower quickly. Wanna join me?"

I nodded again, and he smiled, taking my hand. Leading me into the bathroom, he slid my shirt over my head and cupped my breasts. "Fuck, babe, seriously, gorgeous." He unhooked my bra and slid it down my arms, cupping me again and drawing each nipple into his mouth. I shivered, the sensation one I hadn't felt before, and he slid his hands under the elastic waistband of my skirt, pushing it down over my hips. I stepped out of it and kicked it away from us. I was so glad I'd shaved my legs that morning. I was also glad I'd worn my one matching set of underwear. A white lace pair of boy shorts and bra. Not that they stayed on my body long.

"Your turn," I breathed and finished unbuttoning his jeans. He pushed them from his hips and then his boxer briefs and his cock stood hard before me. God, it was huge. I know I didn't really have a basis for comparison, but I was a little concerned he might be too big for me. "Um..."