I Can’t Even (Carter Brothers #2) Read Online Lani Lynn Vale

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Contemporary, Erotic, Mafia, Suspense Tags Authors: Series: Carter Brothers Series by Lani Lynn Vale
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Total pages in book: 68
Estimated words: 67000 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 335(@200wpm)___ 268(@250wpm)___ 223(@300wpm)
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She helped me onto her table, and then said, “Lean on back. Pull the robe up. We’ll get started on the inner right thigh first.”

It took me twenty minutes to get waxed and another five for her to bedazzle my vagina with Quaid’s name.

I’d thought about doing a diamond studded ‘Q’ but decided there were too many Qs in the family for me to go with that.

In the end, I’d gone with his entire name, and even though I couldn’t see it because of my belly, I knew that it was perfect.

“All done,” she said as she helped me sit up. “Massage next?”

I all but melted at her words. “Massage next.”

She led me down a low-light hallway, and my breath started to come out choppy.

But before I could get too nervous, she turned left into a room that was well lit.

“All right,” she said as she pointed to the table. “Face down on the table. Belly goes into that hole right there. Do you want music?”

I thought about it, then shook my head. “Nah. I’m good with silence.”

She nodded once, and then said, “Diem will be in shortly.”

And she was.

Though, Diem’s hands were much more manly than I’d expected.

But since the entire spa was run by women, I wasn’t too worried.

I did start to get a little nervous when she started to find all of my knots, as if she’d done it multiple times before.

The massage was so good, so precisely what I needed, that I started to get suspicious.

It was only when the familiar wave of fingers along the tip of my buttocks swept over the dimples of my ass that I realized that there was a man on the premises after all.

“You’re totally fired,” I grumbled.

“Why?” Quaid asked.

“How’d you know I’d be here?” I questioned.

Then I groaned when he started to get into a particularly tight spot.

“Do you think I was born yesterday?” He chuckled. “Because I wasn’t. I was born thirty-plus years ago, and I know when you’re lying. I’ve been dealing with you too long not to know, Calamity.”

He had a point.

Still…

“I wanted to come here today because you’re smothering me,” I grumbled. “And today was a girl day with your family. I didn’t want to have any boys here.”

“They don’t know that I’m here,” he said. “Or that we’re going to be having a happy ending massage.”

I gasped when I felt his fingers dip a little lower.

“You’re actually going to follow through, Carter?” I challenged him.

He parted my thighs, and then I felt his mouth on my sex.

He spoke against my pussy, a laugh in his voice. “You had to get off bed rest first, Calamity.”

He was such a stickler for the rules.

If it’d been up to me, we’d have had sex two months ago.

“You’re supposed to be waiting until we’re married,” I tried.

He pulled away and bit my butt sharply, causing me to jolt. “You and I both know we got married four months ago in Arkansas, Calamity Carter.”

That was true.

It’d been something we’d done on a whim.

We’d had plenty of free time, and something to celebrate.

What better way to do that than to get married?

It’d only been him and me, and we promised each other after we’d had the city hall wedding that we wouldn’t speak a word of our early marriage to anyone.

We’d kept that promise, though I couldn’t say it’d been easy.

“This position,” he said. “We’re going to have to buy one of these massage beds.”

I had the ‘why’ on the tip of my tongue when I felt his cock at my entrance.

The breath that left me was audible as he pushed inside.

“Ohhh,” I groaned, loving the stretching burn of him filling me.

“Shh,” he urged. “We don’t want them to catch on.”

I covered my mouth with my hand as he slowly fucked me, his cock reaching somewhere deep so it felt like a firecracker was set off along my nerve endings.

“Hey, her massage sounds way better than mine!” I heard Hollis holler.

I made a sound deep in my throat, a combination of a cry of pleasure and a wheeze of laughter.

“Fuck, baby. You feel so good.” Quaid growled. “Hurry up and come so I can get back to work. I only have ten more minutes.”

I laughed at him. “Clearly you have no clue who you’re dealing with anymore. I’m savoring this…”

Except, my challenge only made him try harder.

With a swift buck of his hips, he hit me deep, reminding me of how good it’d been between us before everything had gone so wrong four months ago.

With a near silent cry, I came, unable to stop myself from succumbing to his ministrations.

The sigh that left him let me know he was just as needy as I was, and when he finally stilled deep inside me, he pulled me up and backwards until I was cuddled into his arms.


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