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I grab his face and give him a soft kiss. “Thank you for being patient.” I smile. “I’m good now.”
He nods, as he begins to move in and out of me very slowly. It feels incredible, but I can take more. I want more. I want everything he has to give.
I grab his ass hard and thrust my hips up. “I said I’m good. Now show me what you’ve got.”
He narrows his eyes, and his pupils dilate. “Careful what you ask for, little girl.” Oh shit.
He pins my hands behind my head with one hand, pulls one of my legs over his shoulder with the other, pulls almost all the way out, and then slams into me. I think it reaches my lungs because I physically lose my breath.
Oh god, that’s good. I buck my hips. “Holy shit, Carter. Keep going. More.”
He smiles, and does it again and again and again until I’m certain I’ll never walk straight after this delicious onslaught.
I lick, kiss, bite, and suck his lips, chest, shoulders, and neck, as he continues pounding into me. I think my eyes must roll to the back of my head because the world turns dark and all I see are stars.
He continues thrusting the anaconda into me, and I’m experiencing things I’ve never experienced before. I’m screaming bloody murder. This guy has a direct line to my g-spot because I’m another two orgasms into this, and I feel a fifth brewing.
I don’t know how he’s kept this pace up for as long as he has, but I won’t complain. It’s by far the best sex I’ve ever had in my life.
That fifth orgasm is so close. I yell out, “Pull my hair.” He pulls my hair hard with one hand and squeezes my nipple with the other. He licks his way up my neck and bites my bottom lip.
“Yes. Yes.” I wrap my legs around him and meet him thrust for thrust as we both howl into our final releases.
He eventually stills inside me. We’re both a sweaty, panting mess from the orgasm marathon I just experienced. I’m in a bit of a state of shock over what just happened.
He rolls off me and pulls me into an intimate embrace. He reaches over and gently touches my face, in complete contradiction to the relentless pounding he just gave me. “Are you okay?”
I turn my head toward him and smile. “I’m more than okay. I’m great.” He smiles back at me. “You’re going to be able to go again, right? You’re not a one-time willy, are you?”
He laughs. “Did I just unleash the beast?”
I roll on top of him and slide the anaconda through my lips. “You bet your sweet ass you did, cupcake.”
We both laugh at his father’s silly nickname.
He sits up with me still on top of him, and then stands up with me wrapped around him. “Come on, cupcake, let’s take a shower. I’ll clean yours if you clean mine, and then we’ll see what big willy can do for you.”
CHAPTERTHIRTEEN
CARTER
It’s Monday morning. I’m distracted thinking about my amazing weekend with Reagan, and the unexpected turn of events. We didn’t leave that suite until late last night. We went at it in the shower, in the bathtub, on the kitchen table, on the kitchen island, with her bent over the sofa, and multiple times in my bed. The only time we came up for air was to eat and buy more condoms.
For better or worse, we crossed a pretty big boundary. We didn’t just cross it. We demolished it along the way.
While I don’t want to completely abandon our plan, I find myself caring much less about that than I do about her. She’s everything I could possibly want. She’s smart, motivated, kind, funny, stunningly beautiful, and adventurous and aggressive in bed. I don’t know where to go from here. I’ll never in my life find anyone more perfect than her.
LeRond is away on vacation this week, so I’m going to be slammed with my regular workload and all the administrative duties he usually handles. A normal president of a company this size would get a temp for the week, but I’m very particular, and if LeRond isn’t around, I’d rather just do it myself than have it done wrong.
I can’t seem to focus though. I’m thinking of Reagan’s face when she comes, her body, her breasts, her pink pussy, her taste, the way she asks for what she wants, how responsive she is to me.
I run my hands through my hair. I need to stop, or I’m going to be walking around all day with a boner. I can’t exactly hide it.
The handle on my door moves, and the door opens. In walks Reagan. I can physically feel my heart start to pound faster. Goddamn she’s beautiful.
She closes the door and locks it. I look at her. She’s in a short skirt with a loose-fitting, off the shoulder sweater. I say nothing. I just stare at her.
She looks at me, and I watch closely as her lush lips part. I’m trying my best not to imagine those lips around my cock again. “Sorry to barge in unannounced. Your assistant wasn’t out there.”
