Page 62 of Cabin Fever

My hips gyrated as he fucked me with his hand, and I couldn't get enough. It didn't take long for my orgasm to come. Something flashed in his eyes as my body rode the wave he brought me.

When he let go, I was still twitching from my climax. Carter bent, draped me over his shoulder like a rag doll because let's be honest, that's exactly what my body had become. I was limp from what little he gave me.

I was lost in a fog I never wanted to leave as he lifted and carried me into the bedroom. Half expecting him to throw me on the bed as any beast would, he gently lowered me until I was sitting on the edge of the bed and he was at my feet.

"Time to get a taste," he said, and I held back a giggle. Carter sounded like a caveman.

He tugged at my panties and slid them down my legs as if it was a piece of lint on a sweater. I almost felt sorry for the damp heap of lace and silk on the floor, but then I remembered what had made it that way and I was glad. No, not glad. I was giddy, bursting with happiness.

"Spread your legs, farmhand."

I liked this little role-play thing he had going on. I was the lowly farmhand, and he was the big bad farmer. My smile grew as I spread my legs, making sure to please my boss.

But then my grin faded, and my head fell back when Carter pushed his face between my thighs. His beard tickled my inner thighs, adding to the tease. His mouth hadn't even touched me yet and already I felt tension build in my core.

When he did swipe his tongue, I leaned back in an arch, propping myself on my elbows. This time Carter groaned and with his unbroken arm, pulled me closer until my ass was hanging off the bed.

It was as if he couldn't get enough of me, which was fine. I was totally fine with that.

"Don't stop," I panted as I curled my fingers into his hair, pulling him closer.

I had no idea why I said that. It wasn't as if Carter was showing signs of pulling away. In fact, he slid his fingers up my stomach and latched onto my rock-hard nipple. Whatever he was doing with his mouth between my legs was working.

Another orgasm exploded inside me and I called out his name.

He stood as I was coming down from the intense high. I wondered if that was it. The way he turned away and left the room, had me feeling lost. Had I done something wrong?

Why would a man give a woman two incredible orgasms and then walk away? I was about to get up and go after him when he came back. Carter held out his hand and there was a small square blue wrapper.

"I need you to put this on me."

I thought it was part of his control thing—making me do the work—but when he held up his cast, I realized I was overthinking it.

"Can I kiss it first?"

He smirked. "You can do whatever you'd like to the condom as long as it ends up on my dick."

Smartass.

"I meant this. Can I kiss this?" I reached up and wrapped my hand around his cock. With a firm grip, I slowly pulled.

He placed his hand on my shoulder once I took the condom from his palm. Steadying himself, Carter closed his eyes, lost in what my hand was doing to him.

I took the tip into my mouth and released it with a little pop. His grip tightened on me. He tried to hide his moan, but I felt it vibrate in his body.

"More," he said and knew it was my turn for a taste.

Carter was big. I wouldn't say monstrously large, but very close. Enough that I understood when he fucked me, I would be sore for a few days after. I had never been with a guy this well-endowed before. It could be the best experience of my life, or a complete nightmare.

My mouth could only go so far down his shaft due to its enormity. I gazed up at him, hoping this wasn't too much of a disappointment. I was ready to explain that he was too big for my mouth, but when I saw the way he looked at me, I knew he wasn't frustrated, not even close.

He was captivated at what he witnessed.

His expression grew dark when I removed my mouth and opened the wrapper. Pushing the condom down, I smiled as I said, "All done. The condom is on your dick, just as you wanted."

I couldn't tell if he was angry or relieved.

Carter curled his fingers into my hair, pulling my head back. A shiver ran down my back as he lowered himself until he was an inch from my face. For a brief moment, I was worried, scared it would all end.

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