Rapture and Lace(18)

"You're achingly beautiful." He ran his hands up my legs to grab my hips. "I don't deserve you," he whispered against my lips. He settled between my thighs and teased his length along the folds, teasing me where I ached for him most.

"Carter," I groaned in frustration as I thrust my hands in his hair and brought his head to mine.

"What baby?" he asked with a small smile as he continued to tease me.

"God, please. I want to feel you inside me," I whimpered. A small sigh escaped his lungs as he pushed a little harder and lavished me with his tongue and lips, up and around my neck, down my collarbone, across the tops of my shoulders. He pressed harder again and worked his length up and down through my center, giving me just the amount of friction I craved before he pulled away again. I wrapped my arms around him and grabbed his shoulder blades, digging my nails into his back and forcing my aching core into him. Carter continued his teasing assault on my body and I deepened my hold on his back with my fingernails. He ran his length up my slit one last time and I groaned and scratched my nails down his shoulder blades to the center of his back. I knew I had done it hard; a deep groan escaped his throat and I felt dampness where I assumed I had drawn blood. As soon as I lightened my grip on his back Carter shoved into me and filled me fully. I moaned in exquisite pleasure and Carter sat still within me for a few breathless moments as my body adjusted to his.

We were finally connected again. It had been days since we'd shared each other like this, and it had been too long. We'd been through so much in our short relationship, and this part always connected us, made us feel whole again.

I kissed along the line of his neck and he began to slowly move in and out of me, taking long, measured strokes that hit me to the core and filled and fulfilled me like no one else ever could. I realized that making love with Carter was so good because we shared a connection. Even our first time, we were so drawn to each other on such a basic, primal level, our bodies had found their mate, and sex from then on had been transcendent for both of us.

Carter made love to me for what felt like hours. He moved in and out, he stilled, then sped up, he kissed and nibbled, he brought my nipples into his mouth and caressed, his fingertips danced along my aching bud, always driving my body to the brink, then backing off just enough to delay my climax. If he wasn't doing such a masterful job I would have gone insane with frustration but instead I was in the moment with Carter. I knew he was worshiping me the best way he knew, he was showing me his love fully and completely.

Carter moved in and out of me, sometimes pushing deep and filling me, other times taking short, shallow strokes until he finally sped up and took me to the very end. I wrapped my arms around his body and ran my palms along his sweat-slicked skin, down his hips and bottom. I squeezed lightly as he sped up, pounding me with everything he had. My climax shot through my entire body, my nerve endings buzzing on full speed. My toes curled and my brain flooded with a rush of pleasure. I felt an unspeakable amount of love for the man I had pledged my life to earlier that day.

Carter held my thighs in his palms and thrust into me one last time before he reached his own climax, his body shuddering from head to toe completely. He stroked a few more times, my body squeezing the last of his orgasm out of him, and he slowly calmed his pace and brought his body down flush with mine. We were both sweaty and spent as he lay on top of me for a long, quiet moment.

We reveled in the post-orgasm high we were both riding, only enhanced by our skin flush against each other, our bodies still connected.

Carter moved to pull away but I wrapped my legs around his waist and locked my ankles around him.

"I'm not ready to get rid of you yet." I grinned and kissed him on the lips.

"Hopefully not ever." His fingers played with a lock of my hair.

"Never.” I shook my head and pushed errant strands of hair out of his eyes. His gray-blue depths stared back at me and gleamed with happiness. Just seeing his peace caused a grin to spread across my face.

"I love you, everyday, forever," I whispered and kissed his nose.

"Not as much as I love you, Mrs. Morgan." He ran his thumb along my cheekbone. We kissed again and he laid his head down on my chest and then traced one finger around my breast, coming closer and closer to my nipple, causing it to harden and peak in arousal. He tickled it with his nose and then his tongue darted out for a taste. I giggled and felt tingles between my thighs signaling that my body was ready for him again. I felt him begin to harden inside me and I bucked my hips up into his pelvis.

"Insatiable as ever, I see." He grinned and kissed me completely on the lips and then Carter and I made love again.