Carl： Caveman Instinct series 2.5(26)

“Ha, ha, very funny.” I whacked his chest. “You embarrassed me down there with your family. The only reason I’m not yelling at you is because I swear you have me under a spell.”

He winked at me. “It’s because I’m irresistible.”

I rolled my eyes, but I think he was right. Not that I’d ever tell him, his head would never fit through the door. Sighing in content, I gazed down the length of his muscular body. I was shocked at the feisty, confident woman taking over now. I was usually the push over, the shy one. But not with Carl.

Running the pads of my fingers over every ridge, crevasse, and bump, I marveled at the texture of his smooth soft skin against the hardness and soft places of him. He was in amazing shape for his age. If I didn’t know how old he was I would never have guessed he was forty-five.

Sliding down his body, I brushed my lips over his exposed body trying not miss any part of him. Settling between his thighs I circled his proud member before I rubbed my hands up and down his long dick. Carl’s dick was bigger than any cock I’d seen before. I wasn’t sure I could fit the whole of him into my mouth, but I intended to try.

Gazing up at him, I saw the lust flare in his eyes. I could do this. I didn’t know if I would be good at it, but I wanted to try. Hovering over his dick I stared up at him for a moment before looking down to focus on my task. I opened my mouth and sank down, swallowing as much as I could. I gripped the base holding him steady as I sucked. Circling my tongue around him, I tried to remember to pump my hand as I hollowed my cheeks and sank down on his dick.

“Oh yes, honey, just like that,” he rasped.

Closing my eyes, I hummed, loving his praise. I hadn’t done this before. The guys I’d been with before had all been the wham-bam-thank-you-ma’am type, not much foreplay. Circling his head, I licked his tip, and at his moan of appreciation I did it again.

On a growl he yanked me off his cock and pulled me up. “No. If you continue I’ll come in your mouth and I want to be inside you when I come.” Carl wrapped his arms around me and flipped us. Before I could react he smashed his lips down on mine and kissed me with a deep passionate kiss. “You’re so perfect. Thank you for that, it was amazing. You’re amazing.” I felt his dick spread my pussy lips and move up and down at my entrance. The head of his cock sank in and his gaze captured my own. “You are mine. My soulmate. My lover. My love.”

Oh my God, did he just tell me he loved me? Had I imagined it? Did I say something? Had I misheard him? My brain could barely comprehend that this man had kidnapped me and wanted to have a relationship with me, be with me, quiet, little, librarian Annabelle. My whole world changed when Carl took me and right now I didn’t care because my body burned with need. Carl’s cock twitched inside me and tingles flowed through me building my passion. “I love you, Annabelle. You’re mine. All mine.”’

Holy shit! He did say it. A man had never told me he loved me. I nodded too shocked to say anything, too scared to screw it up. I arched up driving him deeper and seeking pleasure. Carl balanced on one hand, his lips brushed mine, once, twice and again before taking them in a kiss that drove me wild.

“I want to hear you say you’re mine. Tell me.” He thrust in and pulled out and drove back hard. Oh God, he felt so good. His touch built the tense building in my body.

I was hot and aching for a high only Carl could give me. I didn’t know if I could say that I loved him. I wanted to be a hundred percent sure before I said that to him, but with him pumping into me, I’d say just about anything. “Yours. I’m yours. Please, only yours.”

A grumble left his chest, and I didn’t know it was a good grumble or bad, but he locked his gaze with mine and propelled forward. Yes, yes, I must have said the right thing.

I was so wet from all our play that as he pushed himself into me he filled me to the hilt. I was so full and with him so deep it heightened my pleasure. I moaned and clenched around him as he sank further into me. Clinging to him, I dug my nails into his back as I pushed myself up to meet each thrust. Wrapping my legs around his arse I used my heels to drive him deeper.

I groaned, feeling the building tension in me ready to boil over. I was so close to falling over the edge and reaching the bliss that was almost within my reach. Carl pumped into me faster and I relished the strained look on his face knowing he was as close to coming too.

 “I’m going to come. Oh I’m so close.” He held my thigh against him and drove into me over and over.

“Oh yeah honey, what do you need? What can I do for you? I’m close, too, honey. I’m so damn close. You feel so amazing.” Carl’s voice was hoarse and deep. He brought me up against his chest and rolled so I was on top.