Carter seemed to pick up on things and got more aggressive. His teeth raked down my neck to the plunging neckline of my blouse. He buried his face in my cleavage and cupped both of my breasts, really sinking his stubble into my tender flesh. I almost yelped at the crushing sensation, but I managed to wriggle out of his grasp as I rose up to undo his pants.
“I just need to feel you against me,” I rushed out and he let his hands fall to my skirt, which he unbuttoned hastily. We tore each other’s clothes off like ravenous wolves, and they puddled on the ground by the couch.
His erection tented his boxers and I straddled him, my core slick with arousal. He groaned when we connected, our hips grinding together in perfect sync.
“God, Sunny,” he groaned out my name like a prayer. He cupped my breasts again, this time more gently, and kissed me passionately as we rocked together. My moisture coated his length as I slid myself across it. I couldn’t wait for him to be in me, but this was glorious too.
I reached down and gripped his length, squeezing him as he groaned louder. “Inside me, Carter!” I demanded and he didn’t disappoint. He entered me with a heated groan, the head of his shaft swollen and deliciously hard against my inner walls. A low moan escaped him as he bottomed out, and I bit my lip to stifle a cry of my own.
The sensation was everything I imagined it would be and more. He filled me in every sense of the word, body, heart, and soul. It’s like we were two halves of a whole finally finding each other after years apart. With each thrust into my wet depths, I felt the connection solidify between us.
We continued like that for a while, lost in the heady throes of passion, until the tension between my thighs coiled and tightened. “I’m close,” I panted. Carter groaned, his hips bucking into mine. His thumb pressed into my center, finding my clit to rub it.
“Yeah, well I want to feel you pulsing around me.” The fury of his thrusts was unrivaled.
“Say something bad to me,” I whimpered. My fingernails dug into his shoulders and he kissed my pulse point, sucking it lightly.
“I want to fuck you so hard, nothing but my cock will ever feel good again.” Carter growled and that was all it took for me to fall over the precipice, body convulsing around him, spasming as I came.
Carter’s face was twisted in a primal, almost feral expression as he growled, his piercing blue eyes darkened with desire as he watched me shudder and convulse around him. His bodypressed against mine, and I could feel every inch of his hard, lean frame. His hands gripped my hips, digging into my skin as he thrust into me, igniting sparks of pleasure and pain.
With controlled movements he slowed his thrusts until the pleasure waves subsided. I didn’t know how he hadn’t lost control, but I was glad. I hadn’t thought of protection. I slowly pushed my hands on his shoulders and rose up, pulling off his girth, then reached for my skirt where I pulled a condom out of the pocket.
“Can I?” I asked with a smirk.
“Go for it.” He said with a lazy grin.
I sheathed him quickly, my heart pounding in my ears as I lowered myself back onto him. This time I took control, setting the pace and the angle, controlling how deep he went inside me. My hands braced on his chest as I rode him, watching Carter’s face contort with pleasure.
It was empowering to know I could bring him so much pleasure, and it fueled me to ride him even harder. He thrust up into me, meeting my every move. His hands gripped my hips as we moved together in perfect sync, our bodies speaking a language all their own.
I felt the tension in my core building again, and I knew I was close. Carter must have sensed it too because he reached between us, his thumb circling my clit.
“That’s it, Sunny, come for me,” he growled.
Heat coiled low in my belly, and I arched my back as the orgasm washed over me like a tidal wave. I cried out his name as pleasure coursed through every inch of my body, leaving me shaking and panting. Carter’s grip on my hips tightened as he groaned out his own release. His body stuttered beneath mine as he filled the condom.
I lay draped across his chest, panting, sweating. He was still buried inside me, arms still pinning me down to his body, and hekissed the top of my shoulder. Everything in me was telling me to let go and give in, to let myself love this man. But I was still at war with my selfish desire to live life on my own terms, which I didn’t feel like I could do with my dad breathing down my neck.
And if I did, if I let go and gave Carter my heart, could I really live with the idea that he didn’t want to have kids? Lots of guys felt that way and they all had their reasons, but his was the most heart-wrenching reason of all. If I really loved him—and I was fighting myself from admitting I might already—could I support that about him?
I just didn’t know.
12
CARTER
Iheld Sunny’s hand, pleading with her to let me drive her home, but she insisted that an Uber would be fine. Her bag hung over her shoulder, soft brown waves cascading down her back. After crazy sex last night, she woke me up to a blowjob which I returned with my own enjoyment of her body. I couldn’t get enough of her.
“Are you sure?” I kissed her one more time as the Uber driver pulled his black sedan into my driveway.
“I swear, it’s fine. Besides if Dad saw me getting out of your car he’d flip, and you know it. You have a tee time, so he’ll be leaving the house about the time I get there.” She backed away, but I pulled her into my arms again.
“We could go another round. I’ll send the guys a message saying I’m late, and he won’t be there when I drop you off.” I wagged my eyebrows at her. “It’s on my way.” Saying goodbye to her got harder every time I had to do it. I hated that feeling. Being around her made me feel whole again. I wanted to stay that way forever.
“I’m gonna go, okay. But let’s do dinner again soon.” She kissed me tenderly, and I let her go.
“So we’re not telling Rick…” It would be a shift in the dynamic, and I knew it would mean labeling what was going on as something serious.