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She nods slowly. “And you’re fucking mine, Carter.” She mimics my voice and then leans up and nips my bottom lip with her teeth.
I smile. “Yes, I am. I will kill anyone who touches you.”
“And I will cut any bitch who even looks at you,” she says quietly.
I’ve turned her into a crazy, possessive woman and I’m definitely here for it. “I wouldn’t have it any other way, love.”
Lifting her at the waist, I place her on the kitchen island and grind my hips into her core. Her arms wrap around my shoulders as her legs tangle to curl around my ass. I kiss her with the force of a thousand suns, not wanting to let her go for even a second. I’ve fallen in love with her over the past couple of months, and know that I’ll never find anyone else like her.
“So, we have two choices,” I say breathlessly as I break the kiss. “I can fuck you right here and then we can order in food and spend the rest of our Sunday in bed, or we can continue this later and leave now so we don’t miss tee time.”
She grips the collar of my polo shirt with her red-painted fingernails so our mouths are practically touching. “What you’re going to do is fuck me fast and hard on this island until I come, then after I clean up, we’re going to make tee time.”
Holy shit...
Without any sort of preamble, I lift her little white golf skirt, slide the white lacy thong to the side and slip a finger into her soaking wet cunt. With my other hand, I unbuckle my belt and slide the zipper down my khakis before pulling out my stiff cock. Licking my fingers clean, I use one hand to guide my dick into her, then begin pumping furiously. She holds onto my shoulders, her head tipped back as her mouth drops open.
I can’t breathe at the feel of her tight, slippery hole suctioning me. I’m definitely not going to last long.
Soon, her walls clamp down tight, her fingernails digging into my shoulders as she cries out. “Yes! Carter, yes... ahh!” She screams so loud I wonder if the neighbors can hear, and it’s my undoing. I still my thrusts, shooting every last bit of cum to fill her all the way up.
We’re both breathless and panting, my forehead touching hers with a lazy smile. “What the hell do you do to me?”
She smiles and bites my lip again. “I don’t know, but you’ve got a magical dick and I can’t get enough.”
***
Declan smiles as hesees us approach the table hand in hand.
“What’s up?” I say as I pull out Taryn’s chair for her to sit, and then take my own next to Declan.
“Good game today,” he comments, glancing at Taryn, then at me. “I didn’t think you’d actually win.”
I snort derisively and lift my chin. “Of course, I won. Not sure why you don’t expect me to kick your ass every time.”
“Statistically,” Lincoln says, “you only win about sixty percent of the time, so it’s unrealistic to expect a win every time. Besides, I believe Declan beat you last time, and I won the time before.”
“God, you’re such a nerd,” I mumble, picking up a sweating water glass that had been here before I arrived.
“Carter!” Taryn scolds, smacking me on the arm.
“Oh, it’s okay, darlin’. He’s used to it. I call him that all the time,” Quinn, Lincoln’s very Southern wife, says. I will never understand how those two hooked up. They couldn’t be more opposite. But they look good together.
“Where’s your date?” I ask Declan.
He lifts a shoulder. “I’ve got too many bitches to choose from and it’s exhausting. Besides, who needs a date when I have you ugly assholes to hang with?” He looks at Taryn and Quinn. “I mean them, not you lovely ladies.”
“Well, golfin’ is as dull as watchin’ a pot boil,” Quinn drawls. “Next time, maybe me ’n Taryn will go shopping or somethin’ while y’all do this nonsense.” She gestures toward the windows of the club’s restaurant that overlook the course.
Declan and I laugh, but Lincoln doesn’t. “I told you that you don’t have to come. You and Taryn can go lie by the pool instead.”
Taryn’s face lights up. “That sounds good. Stupid Carter doesn’t have a pool.”
I narrow my eyes at her. “If you want a pool, I’ll put one in. Just for you.”
“Lord knows you have the room for it in that huge yard of yours,” Declan comments.
Taryn claps her hands. “Yay.”
