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“Don’t even think about coming yet, dove,” Carter whispers into my ear. “We’ve got all night, and I plan on making every second count.”
I cry out when he rams into me again.
“You’re going to be screaming my name, and you’re going to be sore that you’re not going to be able to walk straight for days,” Carter says, punctuating each word with a thrust harder than the last one. My muscles contract and expand, and sweat forms on the back of my neck and down the sides of my face. When I’m covered in sweat and nearing my release, Carter stops, and I whimper. He pushes me forward so I’m on my stomach. I twist my head to face him, and Carter helps me so I’m curled up sideways on the bed.
Then he presses his lean and powerful body against mine and buries himself inside me.
I rock back and forth against him, the swell of emotion within my chest growing.
He presses my breasts together and uses his free hand to stroke my center. I move my legs further apart and marvel at how everything feels. From the way his fingers glide over my skin like I’m made of glass to the way his cock feels inside of me, like its sole purpose is to shatter me.
To break me.
I have no idea how much longer I can hold on, but I’m not surprised when tears prick the back of my eyes.
What Carter and I have is transcendent; it makes the earth move and shatter.
I want to cling to it for as long as possible, so I squeeze my legs together and stop moving against Carter. He digs his nails into my waist and sinks his teeth into my neck. A jolt of electricity rises through me as Carter throws a leg over me and pins me against the mattress. Both of his hands move to my chest until my breasts are tender, my nipples as hard as pebbles.
Still, it’s not enough for him.
Carter rams in and out of me like a wild animal that both surprises and excites me. I try to match his energy, but my heart is galloping wildly in my chest. I can barely hear past the pounding in my ears, but when I realize I’m breathing heavily and Carter hasn’t broken a sweat, my stomach dips.
He is still sucking on my skin, and I’m sure it’s going to leave a mark.
At this point, my entire body feels like Carter’s canvas, a work of art to be admired by only the two of us. I lean into his touch and shudder. Carter’s hands fall to my waist, and he grips it hard. Then he removes his mouth and buries his face against my hair. His breathing is hot against my skin, and it’s sending more and more butterflies to my stomach.
My breath quickens, my muscles clench, and my entire body explodes.
I writhe and spasm, falling as the force of my orgasm rips through me. Carter doesn’t stop moving inside me, doesn’t stop dominating my body with his. Spots dance in my field of vision, and I think I’m going to shatter into a million pieces. Then I come back down to my body to feel Carter’s fingers inside me.
A tremor still moves through my body when he flips me onto my back.
My vision is still hazy, the thick and heavy fog of desire settling around me as Carter positions himself on top of me. He drapes my legs over his shoulders and thrusts into me. I gasp at the impact, at how it feels to be so exposed and so vulnerable, but I don’t care anymore. Especially when Carter starts moving, his pace slow and measured, like we have all the time in the world.
I link my fingers together and moan. “Carter, Carter.”
“Keep saying my name like that, and I’ll push you up against the wall and fuck you until you can’t speak,” Carter warns in a deep and husky voice. “Do you want me to punish you, dove? Is that what you want?”
I barely manage a nod.
Suddenly, Carter tugs me to my feet and pulls me to the wall. I am facing the wall when Carter lifts my arms on either side of me. I feel something brush against my skin, and then Carter ties my feet together. When I twist to face him, he has retrieved his belt from the dresser drawer. I don’t look away as he rubs his fingers over it and brings it down against my skin.
I jolt at the impact.
He whips me again, the hunger on his face growing more and more animated. “I’m the one in control here, dove. You answer to me. You submit only to me.”
I swallow and press my lips together.
He kicks my legs further apart and tosses the belt away. His hand connects with my bare skin, and he starts to stroke me. I lean my head against the wall and ignore the pounding in my chest. Carter nudges my legs further apart and positions himself at my behind. I brace myself when he pins my arms against the wall and thrusts in.
Every part of my body comes alive. I’m tingling and brimming with sensation.
He groans and grunts against me, and I fall again. My lungs burn with effort while I struggle to keep myself upright. Using one hand, Carter keeps my arms pinned together, and he uses his other hand to wind his fingers through my hair. He tugs my head back, exposing my neck to his mouth. He latches onto it and presses hot, open-mouthed kisses there.
Then he sinks his teeth there, over the previous mark, and I’m sure he’s drawn blood.
But I don’t care. I want his ferocity, his single-mindedness, his determination. I want all of it, all of him, all the time.
