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keep things quiet. It was going to be hard acting like nothing had happened between them, when, in fact, everything had changed. What was a crush before was quickly turning into more on her side. He was everything she ever wanted in a man, and he definitely knew how to bring her body pleasure, which was a huge bonus. She just hoped he felt the same way about her.
    Padding down the hall, she found Elise and Carter sitting on stools at the bar in the kitchen. His chest was again bare, and she desperately wanted to taste him, to wrap herself around him and ride him to climax again. Instead, she squeezed Elise’s shoulders and settled onto her own stool.
    “Daddy has to go out of town for a last minute photo shoot, so we have the whole day to ourselves. What do you want to do?” Elise asked in between bites of her cereal.
    Claire’s eyes darted to Carter’s, and she could see guilt there. That made her feel a little better about him leaving, but not much. She poured her own bowl of cereal and tried not to let the disappointment consume her.
    “Um, I’m not sure. Maybe we can go into town and hit up the shops there. I could use a new bikini.” She chanced a glance at Carter under her lashes and was rewarded when she saw his dark eyes on her.
    “Great.” Elise pushed her bowl to the side and jumped up. “I’m going to shower and get ready. I can’t wait to shop. And hey, maybe we can find a guy for you to hook up with this summer!”
    “Elise,” Carter barked at his daughter. “Take care of your bowl.”
    Once they were alone and the shower was running, Carter turned to Claire. His expression was masked. She couldn’t tell what he was thinking. “I’m sorry about leaving after last night. I think it’s for the best though. What we did was wrong. I should have never taken advantage of you.”
    Pain pierced Claire’s heart hearing him say it was a mistake. How could he think that? It was perfect. Every single second. Every single touch. Every single moan and groan. She wouldn’t change anything about it. She might be young, but she knew what she wanted. What she needed. And for once she was going to take what it was she craved. Instead of life passing her by, she was going to grab on with both hands and never let it go.
    Feeling desperation at his words, she tried to portray a calm and cool façade that she just wasn’t feeling. She got up from her stool and walked the few feet to him. She pushed his legs wider so that she could fit between them. Stepping close to him so that she could feel his heat and smell his masculine scent, she ran her hands up and down his bare chest. Enjoying the feel of his muscles and the light smattering of hair under her fingers.
    “You can’t deny that we have crazy chemistry,” she whispered. She could feel his length growing against her stomach and it spurred her on. “All I can think about is licking you. Tasting you. Sucking you until you come down my throat. I want you inside me again. No, I need you inside me. Carter, you can’t stop this. All we can do is see what happens.”
    Her hands descended to his erection, and she began to stroke him through his loose shorts. She dipped under the elastic and wrapped her hand firmly around him. She bit back a smile when Carter braced one hand on the counter and the other on her hip. She stroked him quickly and firmly. His breathing was heavier now, more erratic. Little groans vibrated from him, causing wetness to pool between her legs and dampen her panties.
    “Suck it,” he whispered in her ear. Her pussy spasmed at his words. They both frantically worked to free him from the confines of his shorts. She bent over and bracing her hands on his knees took him as deep as she could into the wet and warm recesses of her mouth.
    Carter’s hands flew to Claire’s head and guided her motions over him. He fucking loved the way she gave head. It was better than women who had been doing it for years. With one ear tuned to the sounds in