Page 55 of Falling for the Forward

I push myself right back out of it, finishing the last of the buttons on my blouse and dropping it to the floor with my shoes and pants. He’s stripping off his clothes at the same time; he’s down to boxer briefs when he walks over to the closet and comes back out with a box of condoms in hand.

He tosses it on the bed and takes me in his arms again. I gasp from the feel of his warm, taut body against mine. He groans as he unfastens my bra and takes it off, cupping one of my breasts and kissing my neck.

I’ve never been with a man his size. He’s tall, broad and rock hard. I slide my hand to the front of his boxer briefs and stroke my hand down the front to size him up.

Wow. He’s huge there, too. His ragged groan empowers me to run my hand up and down his length again.

“Fuck,” he mutters.

He puts a leg between mine, forcing me onto the bed. I lie back and he pulls my underwear off in a fluid motion, then bends so he’s over my thighs, slowly working his way up them with kisses.

Gasps, moans and half giggles spill from my mouth as he tickles and teases me. When he runs the tip of his tongue down my seam, I cry out. It seems to urge him on, and soon he’s licking and sucking like a starving man.

He holds nothing back, using his mouth and fingers to work my body right to the edge. But instead of letting me tip over, he stops, takes off his boxer briefs and rolls a condom over his erection.

He fills me up before he’s all the way in, stretching me. But it’s still good, and I spread my legs wider. Once he’s all the way in, he closes his eyes, then opens them and kisses me softly.

“Tell me if I do anything you don’t like,” he says.

“Just don’t stop.”

He pulls out and pushes himself all the way back in, both of us groaning with pleasure. I wrap my legs around him and he picks up the pace, building me up with every thrust.

It’s beyond good. It’s bliss having this massive man focused entirely on fucking me. Just the sight and sound of his pleasure is bringing me close to coming.

“Yes, like that,” I say, my voice breathy. “Don’t stop.”

He does exactly what I want. The only sounds in the room are our bodies slamming together and our heavy breathing.

“Oh, God.” I grip his back tighter as I reach the edge, crying out his name as I come. “Carter! Please don’t stop.”

I come hard, the orgasm extended by his powerful groan as he thrusts into me a final time and comes, too. We’re both breathless when he rolls off me, picking up my hand and kissing the back of it.

“That’s the way everything should be celebrated,” I say, my voice relaxed and happy.

“Hell yes. You make me crazy in the best way.”

“We just consummated our marriage,” I say, realizing it as the words come out.

“I’m not sure it took. We should probably do it again.”

I laugh, propping myself up on an elbow so I can see his face. “If it’s that good every time, we can do it as many times as you want.”

CHAPTER EIGHTEEN

Carter

“Oh...Carter.”

I can tell from her tone that Suki finds waking up to my mouth on her pussy better than her alarm.

It’s been less than twenty-four hours since we had sex for the first time. After taking the girls out for dinner last night and watchingMegamindin the basement home theater, I locked the bedroom door once the girls were in bed. Suki and I spent hours discovering each other in bed.

We’ve had sex seven times already, but I still can’t get enough of her. I slept a few hours last night and woke up this morning rock hard and thinking about her.

The glide of my tongue into her pussy makes her moan and rake her fingertips over my scalp, gripping my hair. I push her thighs open wider and back, opening her up.

She’s so damn responsive, her pussy wet and her clit swollen. I tease it with the tip of my tongue and she gasps. Then I suck on it, causing her to roll her hips and press down on my head.

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