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He presses hot open mouthed kisses to my cheeks and jaw and then pulls my head back to expose my neck. He latches on and sucks hard.
His other hand slips under the elastic waistband of my uniform and under the silk fabric of my underwear to cup my ass and pull me down onto his rock hard cock. It’s strains against the zipper of his jeans and I tilt my hips until I get it where I need it.
“Yes, baby, I want it,” I grind down, mindless to everything but how good he feels. His body is so warm, solid, strong — and all mine. I feel precious and powerful all at once.
The sensitive peaks of my breasts tighten painfully, and as if he heard their summons, his drops his head and captures one through my shirt, sucking hard and creating a frenzied wire of need that runs straight to my womb.
“Fuck, I’ve missed your sweet little nipples, baby, I’ve been dreaming of sucking them.”
“Me, too. ”I pull my shirt over my head. He tugs down the cup of my bra and, pulls nearly my whole breast into his mouth. His teeth nip the edges of my pebbled, turgid flesh and I feel the first flutter of a release that’s been building for fifteen months.
“Stand up,” he breathes this gruff order into my ear.
I slide off his lap and smile down at him.
He unzips his jeans and pulls them down along with his boxers. My mouth waters at the sight of his thick, beautiful, perfectly cut dick.
He starts stroking himself, his eyes hooded and dark as evergreens as he watches me.
“I want to be in your mouth,” he order.
“As you wish,” I say and make a genie like bow and run my tongue along his crown. He groans and runs a hand down my back.
“I wish to make a banquet of your beautiful body. To eat until I’m full, drink until I’m drunk and fuck you until that addictive pussy of yours has milked me dry. I wish to fall asleep on top of you. I wish to wake up with your breasts in my mouth and this perfect ass of yours bouncing on my cock. I wish to fuck you wherever and whenever I wish and I wish to do it forever.”
I straighten and my laugh bursts out of me like grass bursting through soil after a drenching rainfall. “I guess you’ve given that some thought,” I say.
He runs the blunt edge of his fingers along the slight swell of my hips and then pulls me close, pressing his nose into my sex and breathing deep.
“You smell so goddam good,” he groans.
His hand on my ass tightens, but he leans away so that he can see my face. His eyes are still dark and glazed with need, but his expression is solemn and tender.
“It’s all I thought about while I waited for you. Every single part of me is yours to rule, Queen Beth, and I intend to spend the rest of my life in your service.”
Oh, my heart…surely it can’t take much more before it explodes.
“Oh, Carter…”
His grin turns wicked, the tender moment is gone. “But what I want to do right now is fuck you so hard that you scream. Loud enough that the people out there won’t have any doubt what we’re doing to in here. Will you let me do that?”
I nod.
“You remember how to ride me?” he asks.
In answer, I put a hand on each shoulder and leg on either side of his spread thighs and lower myself until I feel him pressing up into me.
“Lift up a little, baby,” he whispers and when I do, he makes quick work of sheathing himself. His hands grip my hips, and he pulls me down, a roguish smile on his face. His hand cups the back of my neck and he pulls my face to his, puts us nose to nose and holds my gaze with his while our bodies finally join in a timeless congress.
I’m slick with the evidence of Carter’s ability to inspire me - body and soul. My body has to stretch to take the entirety of his thick length, I glide down - until he’s fully seated.
“Now, fuck your man,” he whispers as he takes my mouth in a kiss that is achingly tender and yet so sensual and the long, languorous lick of his tongue match the rhythm I set when I start to move on him. The friction is unbelievably electric. I’d forgotten that anything could feel so good. I savor each up and down and moan into his mouth when he grinds up to meet me.
How could we ever have believed that being together like this could be wrong?
We’re perfectly made for each other. In every way.
With every thrust, his body declares its sovereign right to mine. I don’t know how I survived without this. Because the only thing that seems certain right now is that if this ever ends, my heart and lungs won’t work anymore. I savor every delicious, slow slide, my body is lost in it.
