Page 128 of Released from the Sin Bin

“I do not,” I gasp and try to lift away from him, but he holds on tight. Keeping me from getting up by rolling on top of me and pressing his lips against mine.

“Is it really that bad?” I ask, completely mortified, and will never fall asleep on him ever again.

“I love it.” His teeth run over his bottom lip as he juts his hard length between my legs.

He reaches down under the blankets and helps me shimmy out of my underwear. Reaching over the side of my bed, he pulls a condom out from his jean pocket and slips it on between us.

“I love everything about you.” His hand stays between us as he massages my clit. Peppering kisses over my neck and down my chest as his fingers rub and flick.

My back arches, giving him access to unclasp my bra. He cups one and covers the other breast with his mouth as I throw my bra across the room.

I moan as he sucks and pulls my nipple between his teeth.

“Carter.” I grip the sheet and snake my hand through his hair, tugging at the longer strands on the top.

He pops my breast out of his mouth and sits up. Draping my legs over his thighs to line himself to my entrance.

With one hard thrust, he fills me up.

I sit up on my hands with a gasp at his thick cock stretching me out. Carter holds me up in his arms, stilling inside me for my walls to form around him.

His hand cups my cheek, lovingly caressing my jaw. Those deep, russet eyes pierce into me as I clutch onto his hard biceps.

He gives a short thrust, sliding against my swollen clit with barely any pressure.

“I’m falling for you, Willa,” he confesses with a kiss on my eager lips and another pulse inside me. “Every bit of you.”

I devour him. Grabbing his hair and jaw and pressing his mouth to mine as my tongue slides in to drink up every bit of him.

It’s never been like this. I’ve been falling for him. Every moment I tried to deny it, but I can’t anymore. I’m so in love with him.

He lays me back down and slowly makes love to me. Sliding in and out in a slow melodic rhythm with our mouths and hands never leaving each other’s skin.

I’m in a state of complete bliss. Happier than happy. Nothing matters outside these four walls.

Carter promised to keep me in my room all day, with multiple orgasms, and he delivered.

“Mmm.” I bite into the hard shell of beefy goodness as Carter feeds a taco to me. I’m spent.

My legs and arms are numb. I’m propped up with pillows and Carter heated our tacos up and came back with several bottles of water.

How long does he plan to keep me here?

I don’t care one bit. I’m officially his willing hostage.

“Someone needs to work on their stamina.” He laughs and nudges my motionless body.

I moan with my eyes still closed.

“If only you put this much effort into hockey.” I squeal when he pinches my side, and my eyes shoot open. “I’m up.”

We’ve been at it for hours. I don’t know how he’s still able to stand.

“One more bite.” He holds the taco up to my mouth. “This is the last one.”

I bite down on the crunchy taco, and juice from the meat drips out onto my bare chest. Carter takes my hand from reaching for a napkin and uses his tongue to lap the mess up.

“Mmm, yummy.” He groans and tosses the rest of the taco back in the bag, coming back to lick up my chest to my neck. “Ready for round… fuck, I lost count.”

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