Page 23 of No One Else Can Have Her

“Come on, if a woman’s not aroused, it’s not fun. I guess I’m just weird.”

He pulled her onto his lap and Carly couldn’t help but giggle and that quickly turned into a moan as she felt the hard ridge of his cock pressing against her.

“Well, then, I guess I like a little weird because I’ve got no problem with you.”

She didn’t know where to put her hands so she rested them on the back of the sofa.

Nate tutted and moved them to his shoulders. “I want you touching me at all times.”

She liked that.

“So let’s talk about this porn you watched,” he said.

Carly rolled her eyes. “Of course, you’re more interested in the porn than anything else.”

He ran his hands up her thighs and then curved around her back to grab her ass. “I’m still a guy like everyone else.”

“Oh, yeah, I seem to recall you are very much a guy.” He thrust his pelvis against her and she let out a gasp, feeling his cock press between her slit. “What would you like to know?”

“Did it turn you on?”

“Seriously?”

“I’m a guy with guy needs and I really, really need to know.”

“Sometimes it did. I loved it when the guy was in control.” She pressed her body against his and Nate ran his fingers down her back. Carly had no idea where this confidence was coming from, only now that she’d started talking, she couldn’t seem to stop. “How he always held her down, or took, or made her do something.”

“Do something? Like what?”

Carly nibbled her lip and she felt her cheeks start to heat.

“Come on, Carly, it’s just you and me. No judgment.”

She couldn’t do it, not aloud, and so she leaned in close so her lips were next to his ear and whispered what she couldn’t say aloud. She also closed her eyes as it made it easier to tell.

Nate moaned. “You know, those sweet, plump lips wrapped around my dick is something I’d like.”

She pulled back. “It is?”

“Yeah, but not tonight. First, I need to feel that precious cunt on my dick.” He lifted her up and lined the tip of his cock to her entrance. Nate guided her over his length, and slowly sunk her down.

Inch by inch, she took him in deep, and he moved his hand out of the way as she took him to the hilt.

Carly closed her eyes, tilting her head back, basking in the pleasure of him balls-deep inside her. It felt so good having him within her. Nate caressed her body, going toward her tits, where he pulled them tightly together, and then he rubbed each nipple with his thumbs.

“Fuck, I love your tits and your tight pussy.”

She was about to say something but all thought left her mind as his tongue began to lick her tits. First he swirled his tongue around each hard nipple before wrapping his lips around the bud and sucking it in deep. He held her breast tightly, one then the other, and he played with each tit before he let her go, and his hands went back to her hips.

Carly opened her eyes and stared into his blue gaze. There was no one else she wanted more than Nate.

He began to lift her just a little, and then rocked her back down.

“Ride my dick, Beautiful,” he said.

Hearing that term of endearment from Nate meant something to Carly. She believed him. In her early years, her parents had told her how ugly she was, how much of a disappointment she was to them, which is why they tried to keep her locked away in a cage.

Nate made her believe him. She didn’t believe the bad, just the good.

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