Total pages in book: 31
Estimated words: 29683 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 148(@200wpm)___ 119(@250wpm)___ 99(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 29683 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 148(@200wpm)___ 119(@250wpm)___ 99(@300wpm)
“What’re you doing?” she cries wildly, so immersed in the sensations she didn’t realize we’d stopped.
“I need to fuck you right now. Your wet cunt needs to be swallowing my cock within the next ten seconds or it’s falling off.” I fumble with my own seatbelt and shove my jeans just far enough to free my ruddy, thick cock. She throws a leg over my lap. I grab her hips and lower her sopping sex onto my aching dick. We both groan in satisfaction when I slide into her.
The sounds of our fucking fill the sports car. If anyone was looking over, they’d probably see the chassis shaking with the force of my thrusts. She rides me, hard and fierce. Her hands curl into my chest, the palms digging into my muscles. I fist my hand in her hair and drag her down until her mouth meets mine. I plunge my tongue into her mouth in the same rhythm as my shaft drives into her sheath. “Come for me, Carrie. Come for me right now,” I command against her lips. My orgasm can’t wait, but I need her to find her release first. She’s always going to be first in my life. “Come on, baby. Fuck me hard.”
She shouts her release as her hot milky cum drenches my cock. The moment her juice splashes my skin, I unshackle my control and let my cum wash into her like a tsunami, torrent after torrent jetting out of me and into her. I wouldn’t be surprised if we make a baby right here in this damned sports car. “I love you, Carrie. Love you until the end of all time.” I bury my head into her neck, panting and breathless. “Won’t ever let you go.”
Chapter Eighteen
Carrie
I smile into the pillow as Booker trails kisses down my back. “We’ve got to get up or we’ll be late.” He places more kisses on my skin, which isn’t helping me get out of this bed anytime soon. His hand comes down on my ass in a loud smack. I let out a small scream more in surprise than anything. I quickly roll over to my back to glare up at him. All he does is kiss the glare right off my face.
This new assertive side of Booker is a major freaking turn-on. When he bosses me around and snaps out orders for me to abide by, there is no hiding the reaction my body has. I never thought I’d get turned on by such a thing, but I do every single time.
He breaks the kiss to climb out of bed. I groan, not wanting this moment to end. I wish we could stay in our little world for a bit longer.
“Up you go.” Before I know what’s happening, I’m being lifted into his arms. I wrap my arms around his neck and my legs around his body as he carries me into the bathroom. He sits me down on the vanity. He reaches out to tuck a piece of my hair that had fallen into my face behind my ear before leaning in to give me a quick kiss. “Get in the shower. I’m going to make you some breakfast.”
“You’re not coming in with me?” He gives me a quick kiss before taking a step back from me.
“We’ll never get out of here if I get in that shower with you.” I know he’s right, but he’s awoken something in me, and now I can’t get enough of him. I don’t want to go back to the reality of school and work. I want to stay in this little bubble with him forever. “Don’t pout. You know I hate the idea of you being unhappy.”
“I was feeling extra dirty and could’ve really used your help.” I make one last attempt at getting him to go in the shower with me. A deep growl comes from his chest before his mouth is once again on mine. I smile against his lips, thinking I’ve won.
Once again he lifts me up into his arms. He breaks the kiss as he enters the shower with me. “We’ll have to be fast.”
“I know.” I reach down between us, guiding his cock inside of me. I’m still wet from the sex we had before we crashed, plus I’m turned on. I push my hips down, taking him all the way inside of me. My body adjusts to his cock perfectly.
“Fuck. How did I live without this?” he groans, pressing me up against the tiled wall.
“I don’t know, but I’m never giving it up.” He starts to thrust in and out of me. I grip his shoulders, unable to move with him. He’s got me pinned in place so he can take what he wants. Damn does that turn me on. I’m so into this more assertive Booker. I moan, my orgasm already coming.