Page 48 of Wild and Free


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I shatter.

I come back into my body as Carter kisses the sensitive spot between my neck and shoulder. Holy shit. Did I just black out?

“Ready to be on top?” he asks, nuzzling the side of my face. “Or do you need a break?”

“Do I look like someone who leaves a job half finished?” I tease.

He scans me from head to toe, looking his fill. “I suppose not,” he says when his eyes make it back to mine, and my heart flutters at the look of pure joy on his face.

“Damn right,” I say as I grab the waistband of his black underwear, pulling them down as he watches me.

His dick juts up proudly, a drop of precum leaking from the tip. I swallow thickly as he grips his shaft, stroking slowly.

“Condom?” I ask.

His eyes widen, and he turns to search the floor. He hops off the bed, digging through his suitcase.

I sit up, enjoying the dance of his back muscles as he searches. Finding a black box, he stands up and tosses it to me.

I ignore the jolt of pleasure that flows through me as I realize it’s brand new, completely unopened.

“Already went through your first box?” I joke.

He raises an eyebrow as if to say “What do you think?” before climbing back onto the bed and giving me another kiss. I pull off the plastic wrapping and successfully extract a condom from the box, shimmying in victory before throwing the pack back toward his suitcase.

I find him watching me from where he’s lying on his side of the bed, his hands behind his head, his core flexed as he lifts up slightly to watch me. I crawl over to him on my knees, straddling the tops of his thighs. I press a kiss to his lips before turning my attention to his cock jutting up between us.

I lean over, lightly licking up the vein that runs along the underside of him. He convulses slightly as I reach the tip, tracing my tongue around his head. Grabbing his balls lightly, I give a gentle tug as I repeat the motion with my tongue.

Carter threads his hands in my hair, pulling just hard enough to make me stop.

“What?” I ask before licking right over the head of his cock.

“Fuuuuck,” he moans. “You’ve got to—nope,” he says as I lower my head to lick him again. “Ride me, Kels. I’m not going to last long, and I promised you round two this way.”

A rush of power at his words flows through me, and I lean over to give him a quick kiss before tearing open the condom package with my teeth and pulling out the rubber.

As I roll the condom down, I realize he’s bigger than the other men I’ve been with—not a surprise, since he’s tallerandbroader than any man I’ve been with before, but still a bit daunting. Not that I will be telling him that. I’m sure I can handle it.

“Kels,” he says, his voice a plea. “Please put me out of my misery.”

“Well, since you asked nicely,” I say, aligning the head of his cock with my entrance.

He watches, enraptured, as I lower myself onto him, inch by thick inch.

“You feel good,” he says, swallowing thickly as he drops his head back, his throat arching. “So fucking good. Why are you so tight?”

He starts to move, pleasure blasting through me as he bottoms out with each thrust. I lean forward, finding the friction I need to come again.

Taking control of the tempo, I roll my hips. It takes only a minute for him to learn my tempo, and as he starts moving again, I take him impossibly deeper as he meets each roll with a thrust of his own.

My eyes roll to the back of my head as the sensations become almost too much, too soon after my initial breaking. But I keep moving, wanting him to feel just as good as I do.

Gripping my hips in his large hands, he helps lift me with each movement, slamming me back down onto his lap. With each movement, I can feel myself getting closer and closer to my climax again. Carter keeps up the rhythm, finding exactly the pace I need to slowly build. Finally, when I can’t take it any longer, he slowly circles my clit with his thumb. It takes my breath away, and I clench around him, moments away from coming again.

Stars explode behind my closed eyes as I jerk on his lap, his fingers digging into my flesh as our movements become erratic. I’ve never felt this kind of pleasure with someone our first time together.

“Mmghh,” he groans, his eyes fixed on the place where his body joins with mine as he finds his release.