Page 43 of Carnival Shadows

He pulls back, letting the head of his cock slide through my entrance before denying me again. My body bucks involuntarily, searching for more contact.

“Tell me what you want.” He grips my hips, fingers digging into my flesh as he thrusts shallowly, not penetrating deep enough to satisfy.

“Your cock,” I gasp, my chest heaving as I struggle for breath. “Fuck me with your cock. Please, Remy, I need you.”

The plea falls from my lips, and he chuckles, dark and dangerous. He lifts my legs, wrapping them around his waist. The head of his cock nudges my pussy, and then he thrusts forward, filling me in one stroke. My body stretches to accommodate his size, my muscles clenching around him.

Remy’s eyes scorch mine as he moves, his hips pumping rhythmically. Each thrust sinks him deeper, awakening every nerve ending. He sets a punishing pace.

“Feel that, angel? How well you fit me.” His mask brushes against my ear. “Let me stretch you open.”

I rake my nails down his back, leaving red marks on his tanned skin. He throws his head back, a growl rumbling in his throat. “Fuck, you feel so good.”

His words fuel the fire blazing within, and I wrap my legs tighter around his waist, pulling him impossibly closer.

Remy shifts his hips, changing the angle, searing every nerve ending in my body. “There you are,” he grunts. “That’s the spot, isn’t it?”

“Yes,” I whisper, my eyes slipping shut. “More, please.”

His fingers dig into my skin. “As you wish.”

He moves again, each thrust deliberate and hard. I can feel his cock sliding over that sweet spot again and again, setting off sparks of pleasure.

My body tenses, hovering on the edge. I’m so close, but he hasn’t given permission yet. I want to fall, to surrender to the climax building, but I hold back, waiting for his command.

“Come for me, Eden,” he growls. “I want to feel it around my cock.”

The words crumble my restraint, and I shatter into a million pieces. My muscles contract around him, waves of ecstasy washing over me. Remy groans, thrusting through my orgasm, drawing out every last shudder of pleasure.

Slowly, my senses return, but Remy doesn’t move, his cock embedded deep in mine. He removes the mask and his breath tickles my neck, his weight pinning me to the forest floor. I relish the feeling of fullness, of being surrounded by his scent, his taste.

His lips find mine, and we kiss deeply, our tongues tangling sensually. This connection goes beyond physical attraction. It’s as if our souls are reaching for each other in the shadows.

“I want to feel you come inside me,” I whisper against his mouth. “Please, Remy.”

A dangerous glint enters his eyes, and he withdraws, stroking my cheek with the back of his hand. “Anything you want, little stalker.”

He moves again, but he sets a slower and more measured pace this time. Each thrust glides over my sensitive flesh, sending aftershocks rippling through me.

The coil inside me winds tighter and tighter, and my body craves another release, but he knows exactly when to change the angle, the speed, to keep me on the edge. It’s a dance we’re performing, moving in perfect rhythm.

“I love how you feel,” he pants, restraint breaking. “Taking every inch like you need it to survive.”

“Make me come again,” I beg, my fingernails digging into his back.

“How can I deny you?” He levers himself up, pulling my legs up to rest on his shoulders. The change in position lets him slide even deeper, nudging a place inside me that makes my eyes roll back in my head.

The new angle is incredible. My body bows off the ground, my cries echoing through the forest. Remy’s thrusts become more violent, his breathing ragged.

I’m teetering on the edge, my muscles clenching around him. “Remy, I’m?—”

“Break for me,” he commands. “Soak my cock with that sweet pussy.”

His words send me flying, and I explode into white-hot ecstasy. My body shakes uncontrollably, each pulse clenching his cock.

Remy lets out a feral growl, his release taking him. “Fuck, Eden, I’m—oh fuck?—”

His body stiffens above me, and I feel him throbbing deep inside me. I clutch him to me, unwilling to let him go, to let this moment end.

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