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By the time she had the condom in place and sank slowly down his length, Carter knew he had seriously fucked up. McKenna wasn’t as innocent as he’d originally thought her to be.
She arched her back and moved up and down his dick, speeding up and slowing down each time she felt herself tipping over the edge. Carter realized what she was doing and against his better judgment, he held firmly to her waist, fucking her deep and fast from beneath, not worried about the tension he was putting on his shoulder from the forced movement.
McKenna’s orgasm tore through her hard and fast but Carter kept going, chasing his own. With the sensitivity of her pussy, only seconds of recovery from her release, combined with Carter’s sharp, intentional thrusts, McKenna was reminded over and over again, how long and thick he was in the most satisfying way. She came again with his dick pushing up and into her hard and fast, until he came with a snarl that had her clinging to him and smiling into his shoulder.
When they both settled, Carter completely surprised her by claiming her mouth in a way that felt far too intimate to be classified as just sex. She kissed him back until he pulled away and glanced at his shoulder.
“I think we just fucked up whatever progress I made.”
McKenna smiled and rolled her eyes. “Your fault, not mine.” She slowly lifted off Carter’s lap, hating how much she missed the way he filled her but pushing the thoughts out of her head.
This is just sex!
***
After such an intense connection, McKenna needed to ground herself back in reality so once they showered and changed, she insisted on creating space between the two of them and her bedroom. They ended up in the living room where she could disconnect from the orgasms Carter had so graciously provided.
“Tell me what you know?”
McKenna sat with her back to one end of the sofa, while Carter occupied the other. He had one foot resting on the floor, the other leg extended toward McKenna. One arm was tucked behind his head while the other with his injured shoulder rested beside him, his hand flat against his abs. McKenna sat upright with her knees tucked into her chest while her chin rested on top of them.
“About?”
“About how you ended up here.”
He chuckled, shaking his head. “I’m not telling you that shit.”
“I want to help.”
He stared at her pretty face for a long moment, then smiled. “I just fucked you and made you cum. You still want me out of here that bad that you’re on some Biggie shit?”
She frowned and he made a gun motion with his hand. “Who shot ya, separate the weak from the obsolete.”
McKenna rolled her eyes dramatically. “Correction, I fucked you and it’s not about that. I’m trying to be a good friend.”
“We’re friends now, Kenni?”
She groaned at her nickname leaving his mouth. When anyone else used the shortened version of her name, it made her feel childish, but when Carter did, she felt weirdly connected to a man she barely knew.
“For argument’s sake, yes. We’re friends. Tell me what you know and let me help.”
“Friends with benefits because I think I can fuck with that. You’ve been very beneficial to my recovery.”
“Carter…”
He chuckled and decided to cut her some slack. As adorable as she was, he didn’t think she would be much help figuring out his current dilemma but he had a new affinity for appeasing his new friend.
“What do you want to know?”
She perked up, eager to help, and he hated how much that simple shift landed right at his dick. “I don’t know, who doesn’t like you?”
Carter smirked and lifted a brow. “Other than you?”
“Cute. I don’t dislike you enough to try and shoot you.”
“I’m not convinced. Maybe I should be checking your spot for weapons.”
“Help yourself, I don’t have any. What about the guy who brought you here? Was he with you when it happened?”
