“Fuck.”If she kept that up, this would be over before it started.Gripping myself at the root, I lined myself up with her entrance, rubbing the blunt head teasingly through her drenched lips.“Are you sure?”
“Yes, please, God,” Olivia whined, trying to angle her hips to take me in.
Inch by excruciating inch, I pushed forward, watching in fascination as she stretched to accommodate my girth.I gritted my teeth at the torturous squeeze of her inner walls, fighting the urge to slam myself home.It was a grueling exercise in self-control.But it also allowed me to savor the delicious drag of my cock sliding into her welcoming heat for the first time.
When I was buried to the hilt, I stilled, letting her adjust.Her eyes met mine, hazy with pleasure and shining with an emotion that made my chest ache.Trust.Affection.Maybe even the beginnings of something deeper.It hit me without warning—I was doing more than just fucking her.This woman owned me.
“Carter,” she breathed, canting her hips.“Move.Please.”
I withdrew until just the tip remained inside her then surged forward again, burying myself balls deep.She cried out, her back bowing off the bed.
“Are you okay?”
“Stop talking and fuck me.”
I let out a satisfied groan, almost a purr, then I set a deep, driving rhythm.Each powerful thrust had the headboard knocking against the wall, the mattress creaking beneath us.
“God, you feel incredible,” I grunted, pistoning my hips harder, faster, as if I could somehow climb inside her and never leave.“So damn tight.So perfect.”
“Yes!Oh God, right there.”Olivia’s moans hit a new pitch when I changed the angle slightly, hitting that magic spot inside her.Her nails raked down my back, and I knew there would be marks tomorrow.The thought turned me on like crazy.
Pressure was building in my balls, and I felt the telltale tingle at the base of my spine as my release barreled towards me like a runaway freight train.But I'd be damned if I came before her.Bracing my weight on one arm, I reached between our sweat-slicked bodies to rub tight circles around her clit.
“Come on, baby,” I coaxed.“Come for me.Let me feel this sweet pussy strangle my cock.”
Olivia keened, her head thrashing on the pillow as I worked her clit mercilessly, never letting up my relentless thrusts.She started to flutter and clench around me, her body tensing as she teetered on the edge.
“That's it,” I encouraged breathlessly.“Let go.I've got you.”
She shattered with a sharp cry, her orgasm crashing over her in intense waves.Her pussy spasmed almost violently around my dick, milking me with rippling pulses.The exquisite grip of her body was my undoing.
“Fuck!”I roared as I slammed into her one last time and erupted, my cock jerking as I shot stream after stream of hot cum into her clenching cunt.
Spots danced in my vision.It was the most intense orgasm of my life, and it seemed to go on forever.I collapsed on top of her, my face buried in the sweat-damp curve of her neck as we both struggled to catch our breath.I knew I should move.I was probably crushing her, but my limbs refused to co-operate.
She wrapped her arms around me, one hand stroking soothingly down my back.“That was...”
“Fucking incredible,” I finished for her, my voice muffled against her skin.“Did I hurt you?”
She huffed a breathless laugh.“I’m a little sore, but that’s to be expected with…” She gestured vaguely to where we were still connected.“You’re very thick.”
I chuckled and finally found the strength to lever myself onto my elbows to look at her.Her cheeks were pink, her hair a wild tangle on the pillow, her lips kiss-swollen and curved in a sated smile.She'd never looked more beautiful.
“You sure you’re okay?”
“Promise.”
“Good.That’s good.”
I reluctantly pulled out of her and rolled onto my back, taking her with me so she was sprawled on top of me.I felt her smile against my chest.
We fit together perfectly, like two puzzle pieces finally slotted into place.I pressed a kiss to her hair, willing this moment to stretch on forever.
CHAPTER NINETEEN
OLIVIA
“I'm sticky,”I mumbled, my voice muffled against Carter’s chest.His deep, rich laughter rumbled beneath my ear.
