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“Ahh!” I cry out as he spanks me with the perfect balance of pleasure and pain.
“Oh, fuck… Here I come…” His voice is hoarse and throaty. His hips surge forward, his body lifting from the seat as he slides between my ass cheeks vigorously.
“Yes! Yes!” I yell, his loss of control turning me on. I love making a man melt, especially a man as powerful as Carter. He can have any woman he wants, and do whatever he chooses, but he’s behind me, moaning and groaning uncontrollably. I feel like the most powerful woman in the world.
“Ahhh!” he yells as his cock spasms between my cheeks, his body slowing as his hips settle back on the seat. The warm cream slides between my crack as my body begins to cool down.
“Fuck,” he sighs before adding, “Let me get you off.”
“You don’t have to,” I assure him while standing.
“I know I don’t have to,” he bites his lip and I realize he wants to make me cum. The realization sends shudders through my body.
“Okay,” I acquiesce, shrugging with the hopes of looking casual.
“Lay down,” he stands, pulling up his boxers and pants at the same time, buckling his pants while watching me spread out on the soft velvet sofa.
“I could make you cum so many ways,” he huffs as if it’s truly laughable.
“So how will you do it?” I wonder aloud.
“That’s for me to know,” he smirks and my body relaxes, trusting his ability, eager to feel him.
The soft tips of his fingers run the length of my body, and I swear to you I could cum from that alone. He definitely knows his way around a woman’s body, I even begin to doubt that he’s actually a virgin as he begins to massage my breasts.
“I like these,” he says under his breath as if it’s not even for me to hear.
“Kiss them,” I plead softly and he glances up toward me with a glare that makes me question if I’m allowed to speak during this process.
After a hesitation, he leans down, taking my nipple into his mouth, moving his tongue in a wave like motion that makes me squirm in delight.
“Oh God!” I moan, my back arching as I force him to take more of my breast into his mouth.
With his teeth tugging at my nipple, I shriek before he moves to my other breast and repeats his routine, which I think I’ll never tire of. He feels incredible and knows just what he’s doing. With his hand moving down my belly, air catches in my throat as my heart rate increases drastically, my chest heaving in anticipation.
With a slow and calculated pace, he slides his hand between my legs, running his short manicured nails across the sensitive skin of my inner thigh. Everything he does just feels amazing and I can’t contain my impending explosion. I could cum right now, but I fight against it, wanting to feel him inside me.
Just then, he slides one finger inside my slippery sex, and I hear a small gasp fall from his lips.
“You’re fucking soaking,” he says in disbelief, his finger sliding in and out of me with ease, before he slides a second finger inside.
“Oh!” I moan, my body building, the waves in my belly moving throughout me with an intensity I’ve never felt before. I’ve had an orgasm, of course, but this is more than that. My body feels electric, and Carter is my conductor, his fingers curling inside me as he taps my frontal vaginal wall deliciously.
“Right there! Yes!” I cry, my climax ready to rock through me.
“Should I torture you like you did me?” he whispers before taking my nipple in his mouth.
“No! Please!” I cry, begging him not to do to me what I’ve just done to him.
“I couldn’t if I wanted to. I’m dying to feel you cum,” he whispers in my ear before tugging at my earlobe, his fingers still curling inside of me.
“Oh God,” I moan, my thighs pressing together, trapping his hand.
“I already know what you like, babe,” he growls and the masculinity in his tone just pushes me forward, and I fall over the edge as my orgasm rattles me to the core, my legs trembling uncontrollably.
“Yes!” I cry, my body arching to push my greedy pussy toward him, desperate for more pressure.
“Damn, you’re squeezing me,” he chuckles, shoving a third finger inside of me.
