He crouches down, placing his hands on either side of my body before hovering over me. Leaning his face forward, his lips briefly meet mine again. I can taste myself on him. “This is going to hurt,” he says as he settles between my legs, lining himself up with my opening. “Are you sure you want to go through with this? It’s not too late to pull out.”
“I’m sure. I want this, Carter,” I tell him honestly as my hands come up to cup his face. He smiles before brushing his lips against mine.
“I’ll be as gentle as I can, okay. Try to relax.”
“Okay,” I reply. He glides the tip of his dick through my wetness before slowly pushing the head inside me.
“Sweet Jesus,” he groans before stilling, giving me time to adjust. Pulling back slightly, he pushes in a little further. His head falls back as a primal growl escapes him. I can already feel the sting as he stretches me. I’m not gonna lie though, knowing it’s me making him feel like this is an incredible turn on. “You feel amazing,” he breathes looking down at me. “Are you ready?”
I nod as his lips meet mine. He kisses me for a minute or so without moving. I’m sure he’s trying to distract me. It’s working. Without warning he withdraws before pushing all the way in. It stings like a bitch, but doesn’t hurt nearly as much as I thought it would. He stills again, giving me time to adjust.
“Are you okay?” he asks, gently brushing back the hair off my face.
“Perfect,” I answer. I can’t believe I’m actually having sex. And with Carter Reynolds of all people. The guy I love and hate all in the same breath. I’m no longer a virgin and I have no regrets. None whatsoever. I’m glad my first time is with him.
“I’ve gotta start moving,” he says a few seconds later. He groans again when he slowly withdraws before pushing all the way back into me. After a few more thrusts the burning sensation dissipates and I’m now moving with him. It feels amazing. He feels amazing. “I think I’m in love with your pussy,” he moans as he picks up the pace. I think I’m falling in love with him, but I’d never say that out loud. I shouldn’t even be feeling like this, but I have no control over my heart. “I’m not sure how much longer I’m gonna last. You feel too good. I need you to come again.”
“I’m close,” I say as I wrap my legs around his waist and dig the heels of my feet into his backside, pushing him further inside me. He lifts his body up slightly and moves his hand down between us to rub my clit as he continues to push into me, in short, fast thrusts. It’s all I need to send me over the edge. “Ohhh … I’m … I’m.” That’s all I manage to get out as the sensations take over, and I have the most intense orgasm I’ve ever experienced.
“Fuuuck,” he grunts as his body starts to jerk above me. I know he’s coming too. His body did the same thing when I gave him a blow job in his bedroom a few weeks ago. After a few more thrusts he stills inside me. “I think you’ve ruined me,” he says breathlessly as his lips find mine again. I fist my hands in his hair as I hold his face against mine. I don’t want this night to ever end.
Our kiss goes from soft to wild within minutes. He’s still inside me and I feel him harden again. We’re now on round two. This time he rolls over, pulling me with him so I’m on top.
His hands glide up my body before cupping my boobs and rolling my hard nipples between his finger and thumb. I tilt my head back and moan as pleasure floods my body. My palms smooth over his chest, gripping his shoulders to give me some leverage so I can ride him. I love the friction that this position provides. Carter lifts his head and sucks one of my nipples in his mouth. I love his mouth on me. I wrap one of my hands around his neck while my other one runs through his hair, holding him against my breast.
Now I know why Meg fucks like a rabbit. I could easily get addicted to this feeling—only with Carter of course. I’m not the type of person that would just sleep around with anyone.
Carter’s hands move back down to my waist. Gripping my hips, he lifts my body slightly before guiding it back down. He does this over and over. I have no words for the sensations I’m experiencing right now.
“You have a magnificent pussy,” he groans. “I could fuck you all day.” All day sounds wonderful. I don’t want this feeling to ever stop.
“Don’t stop what you’re doing … please,” I beg as my hips start to swirl in a circular motion, making my clit grind against him.
“I have no intentions of stopping,” he says breathlessly. “I need to kiss you.” He pulls my face down to his. Sliding my hands up his neck, I thread my fingers through his hair. He’s now pounding into me as our kiss heats up. The noises coming from both of us are feral. I think he’s just as lost in me as I am in him.