Page 58 of Released from the Sin Bin

He pulls away, hesitating to touch me. My hands move over each one of his tattoos. Scratching my nails over the smooth ink as Carter’s breath deepens.

“Fuck it.” He closes his eyes with a deep grunt and smashes his lips back into mine. Lowering down on me as I wrap my legs around and grind my hips up to rub against him before he changes his mind.

His dick pushes out from his sweatpants against my leggings as I keep grinding.

Biting my lip, he pulls away and pushes hard against me. With a gasp, I fall back down against the bed.

I scramble up, afraid he’s going to leave until I feel him tugging my leggings off with a hard pull. He stands and drops his pants to the floor.

“That’s a lot bigger than Vic’s.” My eyes bug out of my head, staring at Carter’s very long thick penis pointing up at me.

No wonder he’s so damn cocky. If I had a dick like that in my pants, I’d be full of myself, too. Jesus, in the next few minutes, I’ll be full of that thing.

“Are you sure you’re up for this?” He cocks his head to the side and strokes the huge weapon he’s been hiding between his legs.

Shallow vagina or not, I’m ready to get Vic fucked out of my system.

I whip my shirt off in response and take another good look at Carter’s hand stroking himself. I am so ready for this.

Fuck Vic and his tiny penis!

Carter’s lips tick up as I reach back and undo my bra. He puffs out a breath, taking me in.

“Are you gonna leave your socks on?” He teases with a sly grin.

I take my socks off and throw them at his face. He dodges them without stopping his slow jerking motion.

“Enough foreplay.” I sink back into my bed and open my legs wide. “Stick that thing in me.”

“Protection first, boss?” He bends down and comes back up with a condom.

I glare at him to show my annoyance. I’m not that stupid, and have never let Vic stick his dick inside me without one either. I wouldn’t start with Carter.

Once the condom is on, he crawls back over me.

“Ready?”

I nod as he lines himself up.

“Oh! That’s big,” I yelp in a panic as just the tip of his cock stretches me out. “Too big.”

“This, is why we have foreplay.” He reaches down between my legs and massages my clit. Rubbing circles around it before putting pressure against my slit. “Relax your muscles and I’ll get us there.”

Taking a deep breath, I relax into the mattress.

Letting Carter touch me is less awkward than I thought it’d be.

“Oh, that feels good,” I moan as he softly caresses me. His pace gradually quickens into quick pulses that send shocks through my nerves. “Oh, god.” I moan with my head back when he sticks his fingers in, stretching me out to get it ready for him.

“Now you’re ready.” Carter grunts and slides himself in.

It doesn’t hurt this time, and he gently fills me up, going inch by inch to make sure I don’t feel any pain while still rubbing my clit.

Our eyes meet when he bottoms out. His dark hues gleam for that one second I see them. But it’s quick before we both look away.

This isn’t about having a connection. It’s a primal need for two people to get closure. I need closure from Vic and Carter needs closure from the tension with his family.

“Fuck, it feels so good.” He moans and forces the words out. He pulls out and thrusts in with little to no emotion. “Yeah, does that feel good, baby?”

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