Page 135 of Never Forever

“We did it too fast last time. I want to go slow,” he said and kissed me. I gripped the back of his head, holding him still so I could kiss him the way I wanted. Fine, we could go slow, but it didn’t need to be so damn sweet. We weren’t teenagers taking each other’s virginity anymore.

I wanted rough.

I wanted desperate.

I let him know with my greedy mouth.

“Fuck, Carrie,” he breathed, pulling back. His face flushed, his beautiful mouth pink and swollen from our rough kissing. I liked that.

I pushed him and he rolled over onto his back. His arms out wide. God, he was big. Settling myself over his hips, I found that spot I liked that made me see stars, I didn’t have a chance of keeping him down if he wanted up, but his surrender was…well, it was hot.

“We’re not kids. I don’t need careful,” I said, pulling his tee shirt up and running my hand over the warm smooth skin of his belly, up to his chest. He was so much thicker than he’d been inhigh school. The muscle less defined but more solid. A man. Not a boy.

“No, but you’re pregnant. Please let me be a little gentle,” he said.

He pulled his shirt up over his head and flung it into the distance. I shrugged out of the dress I was wearing and when the last button got caught, I just yanked it free and threw the dress in the same corner.

His eyes were all half-lidded and sending sparks everywhere.

The pregnancy hadn’t made any changes in my body that he could see, but the last time he’d seen me completely naked was ten years ago.

Like him, I’d grown up. I was a woman now. Not a girl.

“You’re fucking gorgeous,” he said, and I sat back. He groaned as my weight settled against his dick, he bucked up against me and I felt like I was riding a wave.

“Jesus,” he breathed, and I let my hands slide up to cup my breasts. My nipples were so hard just the brush of my thumb against them was enough to send me someplace else. I rocked against him and his hands grabbed my hips.

“Wait,” he said, lifting me up off of him an inch. “Just give me a sec. I want to watch you touch yourself.”

“No,” I said. “I don’t want to wait. I don’t want to be careful. Or sweet.”

His eyes flared.

“You know what I want,” I said, the memory of what he used to do to me made my pussy clench.

His wide palm slapped against my ass. “You want that?”

“I want…everything,” I moaned, grinding down on his dick.

He pulled off my panties, shifting me one-handed so he could get them off my body and throw them in the corner.

“Up here,” he said. “Now.”

“Up where?” I whispered.

“Here,” He said and tapped his finger to his lips.

Oh. Oh. Well. That was…

Apparently, he also didn’t want to wait because he’d had enough with my hesitation and just pulled me up his body until I was straddling his face. He held me down against his mouth so I couldn’t try to hover or hold back.

“Oh my God,” I breathed. My eyes closed, bliss absolutely sparkling through my body. I was nothing but sensation and awareness. His scruff. His nose. The firm intrusion of his tongue. I rocked against him and he groaned, muffled by my body, but he smacked my ass again and I yelped with surprise.

Melted with pleasure.

He made his growling grunty sound and I had to have faith that if he could make that sound he could breathe, because we were quickly getting to a place where I could not move myself even if I wanted to.

I was helpless. Boneless.

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