Chapter 7: Alternate Agenda
Carter stared at the equipment in her lab. It doesn't make sense! she declared, pushing her notes aside. Covering her face with her hands, she sighed. How could she think clearly anyway? The feelings inside her were unlike anything she had experienced before. It was consuming her. All her desires for him had somehow intensified. And to make things worse, she could feel his hunger for her, too. Not just his thoughts anymore - it was much more than that now. And it didn't make any sense. It was like her feelings and desires were taking over. Her mind felt like it was losing control. She tried to force the feelings down, but they wouldn't go away.
How could this be happening? Could the crystal be affecting us more than we expected?
She began considering the possibilities until her thoughts were interrupted with his own. He was getting ready to leave the base for the night. With a sense of urgency, Carter closed up the lab. It could all wait until tomorrow. Right now, she knew he would be waiting for her.
After collecting her jacket, Carter headed toward the elevator. The doors opened, and sure enough, he was there. Eyes connected briefly, and a smile spread across his face. God, she loved that smile!
The elevator doors sealed them inside as it proceeded toward the surface.
Carter.
His low, affectionate voice called out to her and reverberated through her body.
Sir, I'm beginning to think that the crystal is affecting more than just our thoughts. It may actually be intensifying our feelings—
I want you.
She could feel him… creating butterflies in her stomach, causing shivers to roll up her spine. She felt the weight of his eyes as they explored her body - yearning eyes… hungry eyes… eyes burning with lustful desires which she could feel course through her as he visualized what he longed to do to every part of her. And oh, how she wanted him to.
When they reached the surface, he looked at her one more time. "Good night, Carter," he whispered thickly in her ear, creating fluttering sensations in her belly.
"Good night, Sir," she automatically replied, uncertain what to do next. She hesitated until the mundane repetition of life took over and she turned and parted ways.
How then she had ended up parked across the street from his house, she did not know. His black truck was in the driveway, and she saw him standing there, waiting for her, knowing she would come.
Carter mulled things over in her mind trying to tell herself that she should not be here, but her feelings would not be ignored.
Carter.
He called again in that deep, lustful voice.
Her heart was pounding, beating vehemently inside her chest. Shaky breaths barely escaped her as she turned her car off and closed the door. Looking across the street, she gazed at the man who she had come to adore over the years, his features pleasantly outlined by the soft moonlight beneath the darkened night sky. She wanted him. And he was waiting for her, wanting her, calling her, envisioning her body beneath him as he lay with her for the very first time.
Across the street was the man who made her smile, made her tingle inside, made her feel alive. He loved her, would never hurt her, and would give his life to protect her. And now he was standing there, waiting for her to choose.
Reminding herself to breathe, she took a step towards him, then another… until she was there, in his arms.
She knew there was no turning back.