Carter kissed me again, fingers pressing harder now, confidence building, and my breath hitched as he pushed one in, gentle and patient, just like I’d imagined he would be.
Heat flooded my stomach, anticipation making my muscles tense.
“Not so bad, huh?” I asked, taking in his wide eyes and parted lips, the irresistible pull of discovery written all over his face.
The way he looked at me was way,wayhotter than having his fingers in my ass.
I clenched around him, barely holding back a smirk as his eyes widened, realization dawning over him.
“It feelssogood.” I grinned at him. The look on his face told me he was figuring that out for himself.
He took his time, just like I’d said, easy and slow, careful, but he was getting more and more confident as I gasped and writhed, teasing me now that he was getting the hang of this, learning to read my body.
Swooping in for another kiss, I pulled him half on top of me, raising my hips so he could get his fingers in further, meeting his thrusts as he worked them back and forth, panting with need by now. I was more than ready, but I’d promised not to rush him, and I wouldn’t.
“You’re enjoying this,” Carter said, still surprised.
Adorable.
“Wouldn’t let you do it if I didn’t,” I said, clenching around his fingers again, watching his eyes darken with lust.
Carter shifted, lifting himself up so he was leaning over me, freeing his other hand to go exploring.
Right for the tattoos, just like I expected. Sighing as he traced the curve of my anchor, tickling sensitive skin, I settled in to enjoy myself while Carter inspected my body inch by inch. Laughter welled up in my throat as he touched me, hips still rocking, tight, hot arousal building in the pit of my stomach.
This was good. This wasreallygood, better than I was used to. The way Carter’s eyes danced as he looked at me made me want to squirm under his hands, beg for more, roll around in skin-to-skin contact for hours.
I wasn’t in any hurry to get off. All I wanted was tobewith him. Here, in bed, happy and comfortable and letting him take things at his own pace for as long as he wanted.
Carter kissed me again, then pulled back to look me in the eyes. I must’ve had lust and need written all over my face, lips parted and bitten, chest heaving for breath.
“I really like this,” he said, clearly surprised.
“Me too,” I responded, pulling him down again, licking my way into his mouth, gasping as he curled his fingers around my cock, two quick strokes before his hand wandered away again, back to charting out my skin like it was thehere be monsterspart of an old sailor’s map.
We kissed and touched for what felt like hours, my whole body coiled tight with need until I couldn’t take it anymore.
“I know I promised not to rush you…” I said, licking my lips, looking up pleadingly into his eyes.
He’d moved on top of me now, settled between my knees, one drawn over his hip.
“You’re ready?” Carter asked, fingers inside me pausing.
“Do I notfeel—” I paused. Oh. “Well, I guess you wouldn’t know…”
Carter raised an eyebrow, but some of the effect was lost in the undisguised lust written all over his face.
I laughed as he pulled his fingers out, rolling over onto my stomach, grabbing a pillow to make myself comfortable on.
I hummed happily as the warmth of Carter’s body covered me, squirming against the sheets. His cock brushed the crease of my ass, hot and thick, and I couldn’t wait to feel him inside me.
“Go slow,” I murmured as he lined himself up, spreading my knees a little further apart for him. “At first. I’ll tell you if you need to stop. Gimme a sec when you’re all the way in.”
“I’ve had sex before,” Carter said, one hand splayed over my shoulder, the other gripping one ass cheek, pushing it out of the way.
Laughter tickled the back of my throat. I didn’t need to see Carter to imagine the look on his face, lust and indignance fighting over his features.
“I’m okay with it if you don’t want to be a nervous virgin anymore,” I teased. “Show me everything you’ve got.”
