He runs his fingers along my folds and I melt against him.
“Tsk, tsk. You didn’t say please.”
“Inside.” I run my tongue along his chin. “Pleaseput them inside me.”
There’s a low rumble in his chest and I know my eagerness is pleasing him.
“Whatever you need,” he tells me. “You just have to ask.”
He slips two fingers inside my pussy and I jerk in his arms as pleasure pulses through me. I love the feel of him moving his thick fingers inside me, stretching me and reaching deep, but it’s still not enough. Not thick enough. Not deep enough.
“Carson,” I groan. “I want your cock.”
“I know, baby.” He presses a lingering kiss to my temple. “You’ll get it, but I want to watch you cum first.”
He pumps his fingers in and out of me while his thumb rubs my clit. The man knows exactly where and how to touch me to get me off—sometimes I think he knows my body better than I do.
“Yes, yes! Just like that.” I can feel my orgasm beginning to build deep in my belly. “Don’t stop. Keep rubbing my clit.”
“Cum for me, Star,” he orders. “Cum all over my fingers.”
My body seizes as my orgasm slams through me. I start to cry out loudly, but Carson covers my mouth with his other hand, muffling the sound. He continues fucking me with his fingers, drawing out my release until I can’t take it anymore and try to wiggle out of his grasp.
“Not so fast,” he chuckles. “We’re not done yet.”
He pulls his fingers from my pussy and grabs my hips, adjusting me so I’m straddling his lap. His cock presses against my entrance and he yanks me down onto him, entering me in one swift motion.
“Fuck!” Yes! This is what I need. He’s so deep inside me and my body eagerly clings to him, my pussy squeezing around him.
“Shit, Star,” he growls, his fingers digging into my hips. “You feel so fucking good.”
Bracing my hands on his shoulders, I begin to move, too impatient to wait for him to start. He groans and lets his head fall back. I undulate my hips with so much force, water splashes out of the tub onto the concrete surrounding it.
“That’s so good, baby,” he tells me through gritted teeth. “Ride that cock. Fuck, just like that.”
My lips find his and I kiss him wildly, completely lost in the pleasure consuming me. He thrusts up into me, stealing my breath. Our bodies slam together, the water rolling around us like a tempest, and soon enough, I can feel myself rushing toward my second orgasm.
“Oh, God,” I moan against his mouth. “I’m going to cum again.”
“Do it, baby. Then I’ll pump you so full of my cum, it’ll be dripping out of your pussy for hours.”
I let out a cry that he captures with another kiss and my release hits me like a fucking truck. Wave after wave of pleasure washes through me, mirroring the water in the tub around us. I whimper and moan, my pussy squeezing him, wanting to milk him … and that’s apparently more than he can resist.
With a snarl, he thrusts up into me hard and I feel him explode. He coats my insides with his hot cum and it makes me tremble with delight.
“Oh, fuck,” he gasps, his body relaxing around me. “That was so fucking good, Star.”
“Yeah it was.” I slump against his chest, letting the last of my spasms make their way through me.
We stay like that for several long moments, wrapped around each other, soaking in the hot water and the afterglow.
At length, Carson lets out a long sigh. “I suppose we should go back inside. The others have probably noticed we’re missing by now.”
I nod, slowly sitting up so I can meet his gaze. “Yeah, I suppose we should. They’re going to think we’re either fucking or building a snowman. Maybe both.”
“We could build a pair of fucking snowmen and have an orgy.”
I tap his forehead. “That’s why I love you. You’re a fucking artist.”
