I stretch my arms above my head, feeling like I’m floating on a cloud. I must still be dreaming because I don’t remember ever being in a bed as soft and luxurious as this one. Half asleep, I roll over—right into a raging hard-on.

My eyes fly open.

Oh my God—Carter! Everything comes rushing back to me and I remember what an amazing night we had last night. I sigh in contentment as I watch him sleep.

He’s so perfect. The most sexy, gorgeous man I’ve ever seen in my entire life. A fucking huge twelve-inch cock—I know, right? But that’s not even all of it. He’s a good man. A man that I’ve loved getting to know and who I can’t wait to really get to know—in every single way possible—once this show is over.

I love him, and he loves me. It almost feels surreal. It’s just so totally perfect.

Wriggling against him so that I’m even closer, I reach over and wrap my arm around his waist, loving just cuddling here in bed with him. Sure, I’d love to do more, but if this is all we have for now, I’ll take it.

Besides, it’s not all we have. We can still give each other pleasure in other ways.

Leaning forward, I give Carter a soft kiss on his lips, and he starts to stir.

He opens his sleepy eyes and looks at me, smiling for a minute like he’s just as happy as I am to wake up together before he pulls me closer to him and kisses me. He deepens the kiss, and soon we’re both panting for breath, need and desire taking over.

Rising up on my hands and knees, I hover over him, fighting the urge to sink down on his shaft that is now pulsing with every beat of his heart, practically begging for attention.

“I love you, Carter. I can totally wait seven weeks for you. So what if we can’t have anal? It’s fine.” I give him a sexy little wink. “I do have a mouth, you know.”

I crawl further down his body, wrapping my hand around the thick base of his cock, licking my lips at the sight of the pre-cum beading on the thick head. God I just want to take it all in mouth, tasting every bit of him. I really desperately want to feel him explode in me and come down my throat.

Just as I’m about to take him in my mouth, Carter grabs my chin and lifts my head up, his eyes wide. “Wait!”

My brow furrows, then I give him a teasing smile. “What’s wrong? The Head Hunter’s finally had enough?”

“Yeah right,” he growls, grabbing my sides and hauling me back up against him. “Believe me, baby, there's nothing I want more right now than that sexy little mouth wrapped around my cock.”

His words cause us both to moan with desire, but he shakes his head adamantly. “We can’t.”

“Why not?” I’m pouting, and I know I look like a petulant kid, but God, I’m so horny right now and all I want is that big tasty cock.

“Chase told me last night that oral is out of the question too.”

I gasp in shock, and Carter grimaces, nodding in agreement as he says, “I know, right? Like, what the fuck?”

“Oh my God, this is getting ridiculous. What’s next, Carter? We aren’t allowed to even touch each other?”

He presses a finger to my lips. “Shh, they’ll hear you.” I think he’s only half joking.

Wow. This is terrible. Truly terrible. I’m now a complete wet, horny mess, and there’s nothing we can do about it. Well, there are things, but none of the things I really want.

But then to my total confusion, Carter smiles mischievously. “They told me that I can’t get head…but they never said anything about me giving it to you.”

My eyes widen as he starts to make his way down under the covers, kissing my stomach along the way, heightening every nerve in my body.

“Carter, are you sure?” Please, please be sure. And please let this be okay. Because I don’t know if I can handle not having his mouth on my pussy right the fuck now.

“I’m sure. I’m pretty amazing like that, you know.” He winks at me.

Laughing, my legs fall open, and as his hot breath hits my pussy, my laughter turns into a moan.

“Oh God, Carter, yes. Please.” I’m not above begging. And with this sexy as sin man between my legs, I’m willing to do whatever it takes to get what I need. His lips press against my hot skin just above my center, and a plea falls from my mouth. And then… Oh. My. God.