Page 32 of The Carpenter's Secret Baby

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Her brow furrows. I cup her jaw, make her look at me. Desire flashes in her eyes, and I know she’s mine to command. “Your tits are big enough. Do it.”

She lifts a breast, shapes it into her palm, and brings her nipple to her lips. My heart pounds as she wraps her mouth around herself, tongue flicking and sucking with abandon. A fresh wave of lust surges through me at the sight.

“That’s it, baby.” I thrust my fingers in again, curling them inside her, brushing every nerve. Then I lower my head, seize her clit between my lips, and suck, even as I watch her mouth work on her breast.

She trembles against me, voice ragged: “Fuck, I can’t anymore.”

I pull back just enough to speak against her skin. “You gonna come for me, baby?”

Her answer is a broken moan: “Yes.”

“Come all over my face?” I ask, my grip on her hair tightening.

“Yesss.”

That’s all the invitation I need. I thrust my hips forward, filling her tightness completely, and ride her release as she paints my skin with her climax.

I won’t go without her. I break away and before she realizes it, I thrust deep inside her. She moans. I fill her totally, and start to pound. I grab both her breasts, squeezing them gently. I brush my thumbs over her nipples. My hair falls over my forehead, eyes closed, as I bite down on my bottom lip, pleasure coursing through me.

"Jack, God, Jack," She moans my name as she comes, her body shuddering with the intensity of it. I keep thrusting, grabbing her thighs, and pull her up onto my waist. I carry her into the bedroom, her legs still wrapped tightly around my hips.

"Get that ass in the air, gorgeous." I give her a playful smack on the cheek, and she jumps, surprised. I feel a fresh wave of arousal between her legs. She just came, and I'm turning her on again. I slide my palm up her spine, tracing every curve, and push her over the armrest, leaving her wide open to me.

"Mmm, love this pussy." I run a finger through her wetness before thrusting back into her. I hold her hips firmly as I move in and out, harder than ever before. With each thrust, I hit her deepest point, almost to the point of pain.

"I want this." I circle her back entrance with my finger, using her own wetness as lubricant. "So fucking wet, I don’t even need lube," I murmur, teasing the sensitive flesh. I groan as I slip one finger inside, just up to the first knuckle. It's so tight, but feels incredible.

"Feels so fucking tight when I’m inside you from both ends." My voice drops as I thrust my cock in her pussy and my finger in her ass, simultaneously.

"I can’t take it anymore," she groans.

"Sure you can. Feel me taking you? Owning this sweet body? This pussy, this ass." I punctuate each word with a thrust. "It’s mine. No one’s been here but me," I groan, slipping my finger further into her ass, feeling her come again.

"Look at you, so soft and open for me." I slow my pace and remove my finger from her back entrance. I pull out of her and tease the head of my cock at her other hole. "Gonna take you here, are you ready for me, sweet girl?"

I hear her moan in affirmation, but her body language speaks more of apprehension. She's scared, I can tell, her wide eyes fixed on my cock, hard and ready. I know she's unsure if I'll fit, if it'll feel good. I've got to go slow, make this good for her.

I feel her fists clutching the sheets as I gently press the head of my cock against her tight, virgin entrance. I swirl the tip, spreading her arousal, taking my time. Her body tenses as I start to push, a groan escaping her lips.

"It hurts..." she whimpers.

I still immediately, my hands running up her back, caressing her soft skin.

"Do you want me to stop?" I ask, my voice gentle.

"I... no, it hurts, but I like it..." she murmurs, her voice barely audible. I tighten my hands around her waist, holding her steady.

"Fuck, baby," I murmur, using my hands to relax her, caressing her backside slowly, lovingly. I feel her body relaxing, her muscles unclenching, her breaths evening out.

I knead the flesh of her ass, feeling her body adjust to me. Finally, I breach the tight muscle, seating myself inside her. I feel her pleasure, her body loosening, accepting me.

"Fuck, babe. So fucking tight. I need to go slow, but I don't know if I can," I grit out, my palms sliding over her skin, relaxing her as I slowly push deeper. I stop, taking deep breaths, kneading her ass cheeks before rocking in and out gently. A low moan escapes her throat as she throws her head back. I can tell she's feeling it too, the mix of pain and pleasure, the sense of fullness.

"Fuck, you do make me crazy, you know that, right?" I murmur, fisting one hand in her hair, giving it a soft yank.

"Yes," she moans. "Please. Harder, faster, anything."

I can feel her need, her body quivering with want. She's craving the release I can give her. "Baby," I push in a little deeper, "so fucking hot and tight."