Lily's List (11 page)

“Perfect.” He stood for the first time and
took the one step necessary to bring him right in front of her.
“You have to have this one.” One long finger traced the edge of the
lace between her breasts. “Wear it home.”

“What?”

“I’ll get the saleslady to come and cut off
the tags.” His finger trailed across her collarbone and up the side
of her neck. “I’ll go out of my mind imagining you wearing that
under your clothes.”

Suddenly she felt like laughing. “Oh, well,
if it will drive you out of your mind, then by all means.” She
gestured him toward the entrance of the fitting room area.

Carson shot her a wicked smile filled with
promise. “I’ll get the salesclerk.” She watched him saunter away
and then turned back to the mound of clothing in the dressing room.
She was definitely going to blow the budget here today. It only
took a few seconds for the saleslady to appear—she’d obviously been
hovering nearby—and she was all smiles and business.

The tags were quickly removed and Lily pulled
on her slacks and blouse. It was the same clothing she was wearing
when she’d left the house this morning, but somehow she felt more
sensual and desirable. Sexy underwear certainly did make a
difference. Or maybe it was the fact Carson knew what she was
wearing under her clothing, had been the one to choose it, that
made the difference. Either way, she felt totally different walking
out of the dressing room than she had going in.

Carson was nowhere in sight as she followed
the saleslady to the checkout area. The woman smiled knowingly. “He
told me to tell you that he would meet you outside the store. He
had another errand to run.”

Lily thanked the woman and then began the
task of picking and choosing what she was buying and what she was
leaving behind. In the end, she picked the red set, including the
stockings, a pale blue nightgown that barely covered the tops of
her thighs, two more panty and bra sets, two pairs of bikini
underwear, a camisole and, of course, the lavender teddy. She’d
even thrown in a red thong, even though she hadn’t tried it on. It
was the same color as the red set and she figured she could mix and
match if she ever felt daring enough.

Lily chatted with the other woman as she
efficiently scanned and wrapped each item. Lily noticed the clerk
wrapped the red set and put it in the bag without scanning it.

“You missed that one,” she pointed out.

The saleslady shook her head. “The gentleman
already paid for this as well as the teddy you’re wearing.”

“What?” Lily wasn’t sure how she felt about
that. It was one thing for her to pay for her own lingerie, quite
another for Carson to have bought it.

The salesclerk stopped folding the pale blue
nightgown. “He said it was a present and if you didn’t buy the set
to wrap it up anyway. Was I wrong to let him pay?”

“No, that’s fine.” She didn’t want to cause a
scene, but they were definitely going to discuss this later. “I
just wasn’t expecting it.” The woman looked relieved and went back
to work. When everything was bagged, the clerk ran Lily’s credit
card. She signed the slip, tucked her card back in her purse and
grabbed her shopping bag. With a nod of thanks to the woman, she
hurried out to find Carson.

He was waiting just beyond the entrance for
her, a bag tucked under his arm. “I can’t let you pay for any of
this.” She held up the bag in her hand.

Carson calmly took the bag from her and
captured her hand. “Why not?”

“Why not?” she sputtered. “It’s not
right.”

“Sure it is.” He leaned down to whisper in
her ear, “I like knowing that you’re wearing something I bought for
you. Makes me hot.”

Lily swallowed hard. She hadn’t thought about
it from that perspective before. Now that she had, she was very
afraid she wouldn’t be able to stop thinking about it. She felt
. . . horny. There was no other way to put it. Her
breasts ached, her core throbbed and she couldn’t think about
anything else but hot, sweaty sex with Carson.

And the sooner the better.

Wearing the sexy lingerie he’d bought for her
was foreplay without him having to lay a finger on her. She’d
always known the mind was the biggest erogenous zone, and this only
served to prove it.

“Hungry?” His low murmur caught her off
guard.

“What?” Her face heated as she jerked her
head up to look at him. She saw the teasing glint in his eyes. The
devil meant food, not sex. She was making an idiot of herself. She
glanced at her watch and realized it was almost noon. “I could go
for something.”

He chuckled as they strolled toward the food
court. Two could play that game, she thought as she glanced around
and found what she was looking for. Stalking up to a counter, she
ordered a jumbo hot dog and a soda. She heard Carson groan, but she
ignored him as she paid for her order and thanked the young
attendant at the counter before scooping up her tray. “You not
eating?” she asked innocently.

“Witch,” he whispered as he settled her at a
table and left to get something for himself.

Lily contented herself with just sipping her
drink until Carson returned with several slices of pizza. As soon
as he sat, she picked up the long dog and slid it past her lips.
She didn’t chew, but instead pulled it slowly out of her mouth. “I
should add ketchup.”

Taking her time, she opened several packages
of ketchup and smeared it up and down the length of the wiener.
Carson groaned. “You’re killing me, woman.”

“Fair is fair.” Picking up the hot dog, she
brought it to her mouth. “After all, you get to know that you
bought the clothes that are touching me in all the right places.”
She stuffed the hot dog into her mouth and bit.

Carson winced and then chuckled. “Remind me
never to cross you.” Grabbing a slice of pizza, he began to
eat.

Satisfied, Lily enjoyed the rest of her
lunch. She’d made her point, but it had backfired to a certain
extent. She was even more turned on than she had been already. She
was very aware of the lacy garment cupping her breasts and her
mound. The fact that Carson had bought it for her made her feel
sexy and naughty. They had a secret between them that no one else
around them was aware of.

They didn’t linger over lunch, but finished
quickly and headed for the truck. By mutual agreement, they decided
to head home. Lily was looking forward to modeling her new clothes
at home and she was certainly keen to be able to cross “striptease”
from her list.

• • •

Carson concentrated on the road ahead of him.
Once again, they’d taken the back roads, avoiding the faster
highway. Normally, he enjoyed the scenery and the more leisurely
pace. Today, he noticed none of it. It was taking all his focus
just to stay on the road. He couldn’t think about the woman next to
him or he might put them into a ditch. He hadn’t been this primed
and ready to pounce since he was a teenager.

Lily had an unconscious sensuality about her
that drove him wild. Watching her model lingerie this morning had
been a fantasy come true. Her legs were long and supple, her arms
slender but strong. Breasts, small but firm, had peeked out at him
from beneath slinky nightgowns and he caught a fleeting glimpse of
her pussy. He’d been hard as a rock for hours with no end in
sight.

He’d hoped that lunch would cool things down,
but no go. He had only himself to blame for that. Teasing Lily had
backfired big-time.

He barely suppressed a groan at the memory of
Lily opening her mouth and taking the jumbo dog deep. He
desperately tried not to think about it, but the memory wouldn’t
stop tormenting him. He could easily imagine her lips parting to
take his cock into her mouth.

That, of course, had been the point.

He tightened his hands on the wheel as he
drove, not daring to glance her way. She looked ripe and ready for
the taking, and he was walking a jagged edge. Something about her
made him feel primitive and desperate.

He didn’t feel as though she were his yet and
knew he wouldn’t until he’d had her. Lily wasn’t the type of woman
to sleep around. If she made love with him it would mean something,
it would be a commitment of sorts. Maybe not the kind he wanted,
but it was a start.

“You okay?” He felt her hand on his arm and
braced himself against the onslaught of emotions battering him.

“Yeah. No.” He swiped his hand through his
hair, dislodging the thong that held it back. Swearing, he grabbed
at the tie, but it was too late. He could sense Lily’s concern and
felt like an idiot. “Really, I’m fine.” Yeah, if fine meant he was
going to come in his pants any second.

“I could make you feel better.” Her husky
promise was punctuated with a caress as she stroked his arm and
then let her hand slide onto his lap.

Carson’s mind went blank and his hands
automatically turned the wheel of the truck, sending it off the
main road and down a small dirt one. Blindly he searched for what
he was looking for and almost gave a shout of celebration when he
found it. Turning the wheel again, he took the truck through a
small opening in a copse of trees. When he was sure it was fairly
well hidden, he stopped and turned off the ignition. The vehicle
had barely stopped rocking when he shoved back the seat as far as
it would go, unlatched his seat belt and reached for Lily, who was
already moving toward him.

“Come here.” He pulled her onto his lap so
that her legs were on either side of his hips. Placing a hand on
her back, he arched his hips and ground his pelvis against hers.
Their heavy panting filled the truck as he struggled to pull off
her blouse. Their hands got tangled as she tugged at his shirt.
“Damn,” he swore as he practically ripped his shirt over his head.
All that mattered was getting it off so Lily could touch him. By
the time he tossed his shirt aside, Lily had disposed of her
blouse.

His hands went straight to her pants. He
needed her naked. The button popped and pinged off the floor as he
tore at her zipper. He pushed and she lifted herself, and between
the two of them they got her pants off, removing her shoes in the
process.

He stopped and stared at the vision she made
perched on his lap. Lavender lace cupped her breasts and cinched
her waist. His cock throbbed and his balls pulled up tight against
his body.

He was out of time.

He ripped open the button on his jeans and
shoved the zipper down. “Condom,” he gasped as her nimble hands
reached beneath his boxers to caress his hard length. “God, Lily.”
He wasn’t sure if he wanted her to stop or to continue. Fumbling,
he managed to get a condom from his back pocket and tear open the
package.

“Let me.” Lily took the condom from him and
rolled the latex over his cock. Carson closed his eyes and tried to
breathe. When she leaned forward and nipped at his chest, he lost
it.

His hand dove between her thighs, pushing
away the thin fabric strip. He said a prayer of thanks when he
touched her wet heat. She was as ready as he was.

“Carson!” He loved the sound of his name on
her lips, especially when it was tinged with desperation and
desire.

“What do you want?” He pressed a finger into
her pussy, shuddering when her inner muscles grabbed it tight.
“Tell me.” When he pulled his finger out, he curled it upward and
stroked the sensitive tissue on the top.

“Fuck me.” Her fingers dug into his shoulders
and arched toward him.

Shoving her legs wider, he positioned himself
against her opening. “Lily.” He wanted to say more but couldn’t
manage any more than her name as he surged into her. He felt her
tense, her body stretching to accommodate him. Sucking in a breath,
he tried to get some control, slowing his penetration, giving her
time to get used to him.

Every ripple of her inner muscles around his
cock was torture. He was surprised he hadn’t already come. His body
demanded he move. He wrapped his hands around her waist, lifted her
about an inch and then pulled her back down. He sank deeper into
her, groaning with undisguised pleasure. He wasn’t all the way in,
not yet. But he was close.

“Take all of me.” He wanted her to want him,
to claim all of him.

“Yes,” she hissed. Bracing herself against
his shoulders, she began to lever herself up and then lower
herself. Carson pumped his hips upward on her downstroke, pushing
hard until she was taking all of him with every thrust.

He leaned forward, captured her lush lips and
thrust his tongue deep. He wanted to consume her. Their mouths
mated as their bodies slid together in a desperate dance, both of
them reaching for completion. Carson felt the explosion start at
the root of his cock, rocket up the shaft and out the top.

Tipping his head back, he yelled her name as
he pumped his hips hard. Lily’s fingernails scored his upper arms
and she screamed. Her inner muscles spasmed hard, trapping his cock
in a silken vise, prolonging his orgasm.

Lily shuddered and fell forward. Carson
enfolded her in his arms, holding her as aftershocks shook them
both. He’d never had this kind of release before. For a second,
he’d thought the top of his head would come off.

As sanity returned, he was very aware of
where they were. He hadn’t shown very much finesse. He’d all but
ripped her clothing off her and fucked her, and in the front seat
of his truck, no less. So much for waiting until the time was right
and setting the stage with silk sheets and flowers.

A bead of sweat rolled down his temple and he
heaved a sigh. Not exactly the romantic interlude he’d promised
her, but he couldn’t regret it. Making love to Lily was unlike
anything he’d ever experienced. Their connection was more than just
physical. It went much deeper.

Lily stirred in his arms and he nudged her
chin up so that she was looking at him. She shot him a sleepy,
satisfied smile. “Hey, beautiful lady.” He brushed a lock of her
brown hair off her forehead. “How are you feeling?”