Carl： Caveman Instinct series 2.5(15)

His mouth tore from mine on a groan and I panted for breath. He rested his face into the crook of my neck and sucked. Shots of pure ecstasy pulsed straight to my pussy. When he came to my ears his tongue snaked out and licked sending shivers right through me before he nibbled on the tip. Holy shit. Sparks fluttered down me and stopped at my core.

 Carl eased me down on the bed so my back rested on the soft quilt. He kissed his way down my neck and nibbled my collar bone. Oh my, he knew what he was doing. He knew every spot that had me burning hotter for him. His hot breath feathered over my puckered nipples and my heart missed a beat. I took a deep breath in as my body started shaking. He sucked one pebbled nipple in before repeating with the other. I never wanted him to stop. I gripped his hair holding him against me. My skin now burned with building lust stronger than I’d ever felt in my life.

His hand reached my mound and he slid two fingers into my sopping wet core and moaned against my breasts. He pumped his fingers in and out of me as he sucked on my breasts. I was going to fall over the edge soon. I was wound up and he was amazing. I arched into him as he drew my nipple into his mouth. My hips bucked, rising up to push his fingers deeper.

“So close. Make me come, please. Please!” I begged.

He slid down my body and when his heated breath fanned over my pussy, I knew it wouldn’t take much until I came. The first lick had me clenching and the second had me panting to reach my high.

“Yes. Oh God, Yes!”

He sucked my clit into his mouth and drove his fingers in deep. I came apart. I tensed for a moment and then shattered into bliss.

“That was the sexist scene I’ve ever watched,” his voice rumbled as he glided back up my sweat coated body. He lined his cock up with my entrance and I felt his finger part my folds. “Annabelle, you are mine.”

I nodded franticly as he slowly eased into me and was a perfect fit. He stretched me, giving just the right amount of burn. He rested his hands on either side of me. Every sensation felt different with Carl. I’d had sex before, but I didn’t know it could feel like this. My body was on fire. When his cock moved out of me in a slow agonizing pace, my stomach coiled tight, getting ready to unravel again. Carl thrust deep into me and I felt a slight sting as his dick seated deep, but it didn’t feel bad. I gazed into his big brown eyes and focused on the new sensation flowing through me. My body felt light, but full and ready to burst. When he moved out and pushed back in again I relaxed further as tingles of pleasure shot through me.

Staring as Carl’s muscles strained and tensed with each retreat and entry, I couldn’t believe the man thrusting into me was mine. Running my hands over his chest and back, I let the immense ecstasy wash over me as he started to propel in and out of me, setting a steady pace.

Closing my eyes I basked in the bubbling need building within me. I was close to falling over the edge. Each stroke of Carl’s cock had me rising higher and higher. Gripping Carl’s shoulders I drove up to meet his thrusts.

 “I need…Oh God, I need to come.” I could barely breathe as he started to pick up the pace and pound into me. “Sooo good.”

Moaning, Carl leaned down, going deep as he rested his hands above my head. He nibbled on my earlobe sending pulses straight to my pussy and shattered me into a million pieces. Holding him close to me I let euphoria wash over me. Nothing had felt like this before, not even when I pleasured myself. I was in heaven.

Carl pumped into me with a final deep push before yelling his release and slowly easing down to rest on me. I enjoyed his weight, it added to my happy blissed out state. If this was what being Carl’s woman meant, I could definitely get used to it.







Carl

Annabelle’s dog Sherlock was huge, and the thing wouldn’t stay outside. My weekend chef wasn’t helping, giving the horse-like dog the bacon that was supposed to be mine. Annabelle giggled when Gigi ‘accidently’ dropped more bacon. Right then, as I listened to the happiness in Annabelle’s giggle, I didn’t care that her mammoth of a dog was eating my breakfast.

Work had called me this morning, but I’d set them straight telling them I was having this weekend off and would be taking some time off in the coming school holidays. I couldn’t remember the last time I had a vacation from work. Being the head of general didn’t give me much free time. I had devoted my life to being the best at my job and it had paid off, but I needed this time to get to know Annabelle.

I had today all planned. Breakfast together, then a walk around my property and down to the beach, lunch, and after, I had organized boxes so Annabelle could move into the house. I wasn’t giving her a chance to get away from me. Annabelle was moving in with me ASAP.