Hannah

I t's Friday night, and thankfully, I have the house to myself. Garrett and Grace took baby Jessica to Garrett's parent's house for the weekend. This will be the first time in the six months I've been staying here that I'll have the whole place to myself—at least the upstairs.

Garrett and Grace have a mother-in-law suite in the basement, where I've been staying. It's completely separate from the rest of the house, giving them and me all the privacy we need. But there's just something about being able to leave the basement and get out into the real world for a change.

The doorbell rings, and I turn down the volume on the TV before making my way to the door for the pizza I ordered. Before I open the door, I glance down at my outfit, making sure it's presentable.

The tight white ribbed tank top stretches tightly across my large breasts, and I notice the hard points of my nipples straining at the fabric. A pair of tight short-shorts I probably should have thrown away years ago completes my outfit.

I debate, throwing a blanket over my shoulders to hide my lack of clothing, then I decide big deal if the pizza delivery driver gets a hard-on from what I'm wearing. This is the new and improved me. I'm not going to hide my body from anyone.

I bite my lip and jerk open the front door, still wondering if this is such a good idea. I should have slammed the door and ran when I saw who was standing on the other side. It's bad enough that I let him finger fuck me in class yesterday, but this is a whole new level of stupidity.

He might have told me I was his, but I'm sure that was just the heat of the moment talking.

With a sly smile, Carter says, "It must be dark outside because your headlights are on."

"What are you, twelve?" I say, attempting to slam the door in his face, but he's stronger and quicker than I am.

"No need to get so huffy. I'm happy to see you, too." His eyes wander down my neck and across my chest, leaving no room for doubt of his double meaning.

Two can play this game: "Is this where I'm supposed to ask you if that's a banana in your pocket or if you're just glad to see me?" At his smirk, I add, "Because from here, it looks more like a shriveled-up cocktail wiener than a plump banana."

"First of all, ouch. Second, I'm glad to see you too, but what are you doing at Garrett's house dressed like that?" he pushes the door open and walks past me like he owns the place, not even disguising the hunger in his eyes as they roam up and down my body.

Typical male, can't see past the big boobs and round ass—two things I'm very proud of, by the way.

"I'm living with Garrett and Grace for a while—well, in their basement, to be exact. They're out of town at Garrett's parents' house." I say, shutting the door and taking a seat on the couch, "And I thought you were my supper." At his smirk, I add, "Pizza. I thought you were the pizza I ordered."

"I bet I'm tastier than that pizza. Do you want to find out, Spitfire?"

This man is lethal to my libido and my panties. He's like one of those spicy hot salsas. You know the kind—the kind that's so hot you can smell the heat coming off of it.

The doorbell rings with what I can only assume is the real pizza delivery guy. I take a step to answer the door when Carter's hand on my arm stops me, and I sit back down on the couch.

"There is no way I'm letting you answer the door dressed like that. I'm a very selfish man, . I've never shared anything in my life, and I sure as hell am not going to start with you."

I blink up at him, taking in the heat of his stare. Well, shit, there goes another perfectly good pair of panties set on fire by this man and his possessive behavior.

"Fine." I cross my arms over my chest as he throws a blanket over me.

"Not even one little peak of your delicious body. Do you hear me, ?"

The way he says has me sitting up straight, wanting to be his good girl.

"Yes, Professor." I purr.

"You're going to be the death of me. Now be good while I answer the door, or so help me, god, I will take you over my knee and spank your juice ass."

"Promises, promises." I taunt, wanting the punishment he's tempting me with.