The Carrero Solution (Carrero Book 3)

Jake is nibbling my neck, and his hands are all over my breasts as we walk back to the Carrero family home. He’s walking behind me, making it impossible to get on at a decent pace while groping the life out of me. I can’t stop giggling with every suck and nibble, and when his mouth finds my ear lobe, I sink back against him, halting us in the street again. The pleasure overtakes me at being back in a world where Jake can’t keep his hands off me.

We spent an alarmingly long time making up for wasted hormones by christening every room and almost every cupboard in our new home, and now I’m tingling from every pore with the biggest radiant grin on my face. Jake has well and truly found his long-lost libido, and by the last two rooms, he was over his previous concerns about hurting babies or feeling guilty. The sex in those two rooms was hard, hot, and taken from behind. I’m sure my skin is marked from the ferocity we finally built up to in the last screaming stages of christening the house. There is no way I’m allowing him to go back to a sexless relationship now.

“Put her down, will you.” Daniel’s voice cuts into the extremely naughty thoughts running through my head, and Jake and I look up simultaneously. We forgot about our so-called guests, who I guess were sitting waiting for us at Sylvana’s.

“You two were a very long time.” Leila winks at us, sliding into Daniel’s bright red sports car parked in the Carrero drive, she looks happy for once, and Daniel’s bloody nose is clean, except now I notice faint bruising along his jawline starting to develop.

“What did she do to your face?” I ask Daniel as Jake wraps his arms around my waist and pulls me against his torso to stand beside the driver’s door in front of Hunter.

“I’m dating a crazy little hellcat who likes to play rough.” Daniel shrugs as though it’s completely normal behavior.

“I can imagine you two featuring in a BDSM article for sure.” Jake laughs, and Daniel’s raised eyebrow and smirk make me think that maybe Jake isn’t that far wrong. I really don’t want to think of the weird crazy things these two get up to; knowing Hunter’s reputation in the past, I’m guessing Leila must be equally wild to keep him on his toes.

“I need to punish him for all his wrongs,” Leila cuts in, clicking her fingers, “Daniel come.” She glares at him from the passenger seat, and he inclines his head at her.

“Sorry, dude, can we maybe come back for the grand house tour and shit later?” He checks his watch. “I have a session to go to, and the little woman is coming with.” He smiles when he calls her that, and his sheer adoration for her is obvious. Daniel is hopeless for my girl.

“I heard that. I ain’t no little woman, Daniel ‘bastarding’ Hunter. I’m thee fucking woman.” Leila snorts at the eye roll Hunter throws her way. Leila is still trying to exert her dominance over him for sure.

“Calm your sexy, lacy panties, baby cakes. You’re thee fucking woman that’s going to get fucked black and blue in the car if she doesn’t stop with the attitude.” Daniel throws Jake an indulgent look, and I can only shake my head

at the pair of them; at least things in that relationship will never be dull.

“You sure as hell pick the most challenging things to

do in life, Danny.” Jake laughs and bends to throw Leila

a cute little wave. She sticks her fingers up at him and her tongue out. I laugh at her, my heart brimming with love

for the girl too adorable for words, even when she’s being a little psychotic.

“She keeps things interesting. How else is a guy like me supposed to stick with one chick for the rest of his life? Leila has enough personalities to keep me amused for a very long time … and enough sass to keep me horny for an eternity.” Daniel winks at us and, with a grin, bangs the top of his car over her head.

“And enough violence to make you suffer if you screw this up … I’m pretty sure this version of her is not against cutting the family jewels off if you fuck it up again.” Jake cuts in. He’s still watching Leila in the passenger seat, and the warning tone is evident in Jake’s voice. He’s reminding Daniel that he only gets this chance once.

“Must be fucking love then, eh?” Daniel shrugs and turns to open his door in such a nonchalant manner, making me giggle.

“That is almost romantic in an extremely vague way.” I point out with a smile and blow Leila a kiss, seeing her smile and return one at me.

“I’m not Jake, honey. He’s the smooth talker and

Mr. Hands-on-cuddly-feely and all that crap.” He slides

into his seat and puts down the window before shutting

his door. Leila switches on the radio and starts scrolling

until she finds a song she likes, turning it up loud.

Taylor Swift – “Blank Space”

It fills the air, and Daniel sticks his head out the window, throwing Jake a deadpan look.

“This is Leila’s theme tune. If I ever go missing, check her basement for my body.” There’s such a serious look in his eye that I burst out laughing, and Leila slaps him hard on the shoulder. He doesn’t flinch at her assault.

“Are you trying to say I’m insane?” She balks at him angrily, leaning forward in her seat, so he’s close enough

to lick.

“If the shoe fits, princess.” He smirks back at her, starting the car, revving the engine, and adjusting his seat belt, seemingly ignoring her proximity and threatening expression.

“Fuck … you!” She says slowly and deliberately, leaning toward the side of his face, dangerously close, with a look of pure hatred. Daniel turns to catch her chin and kisses her full force on the mouth with startling speed. I can’t help but watch how cute they look kissing. They make for an attractive, if not slightly crazy, couple.

“I love the fucking crazy in you, Leila. It happens to be the most adorable part.” He sits back, leaving her blinking at him, and waves at us as he screeches out of the drive at speed. Leila is undoubtedly being thrown back in her seat violently with the force of his maneuver.

Well, They’re certainly interesting together anyway.

“Normally, I would say that a girl has no clue what she’s getting into with Danny, but in this case, I’m more worried about him.” Jake watches the car screech out into the street and turn at a junction at an alarming speed. Daniel drives like a maniac, his red Lamborghini ringing through the air even long minutes after we can’t see it.

“I think they’re perfectly matched, but they need to calm the hostility before someone gets scarred for life.” I giggle as Jake comes to wrap his arms around me once more possessively and dives back into my body.

“Honestly, I think Danny is the only one in danger of receiving wounds, and the pervert in him will probably love it.” Jake leans in and bites my neck again, making me squeal. “Now, where were we, Bambina?”