Page 87 of Explorer's Revenge
Lifting her bad leg, I press a soft kiss on the scars there, and she watches me, her throat bobbing. I lower it and lift her other leg, kissing down and back up until I’m right where I belong—kneeling between Carter’s perfect thighs.
Her eyes find mine as she widens her legs, her chest heaving for me, and for a moment, I just stare, obsessed with how incredible she looks, until her eyes narrow.
“Wilder,” she snaps. “If you don’t fucking touch me?—”
I drag my tongue up her pussy, silencing her as she groans. Her head falls back, and she clutches my hair. “Always so argumentative, Carter. Don’t you know you catch more flies with honey?”
“Or you just burn the fucking place down instead,” she retorts.
Chuckling, I hold her tighter, loving how she fights me even when my mouth is on her dripping cunt. She never backs down, and it drives me crazy. I lap at her pussy, tasting her cream on my tongue, sweet and utterly perfect. Her hand tightens in my hair, dragging me closer as she rocks into my mouth, chasing what she wants.
I’ll give her anything she desires as long as she keeps making those noises for me. She’s fighting to hold back her quiet moans but can’t seem to. My fingers dig into her good thigh as I lift her to get a better angle, then I thrust my tongue inside her wet heat, fucking her with it. Her thigh trembles in my grip, and she presses against my mouth, her channel clenching on my tongue. I circle her clit, driving her mad, until she’s panting and fighting to get off.
Her eyes are filled with fire as she glares at me. “Make me come,” she orders.
“Ask nicely,” I tease as I lick my lips, tasting her before I blow on her hot cunt, watching as she shudders.
“Wilder,” she warns.
“Carter,” I purr. My dick throbs in my pants as I grind against the bed, needing to be buried inside her while she glares at me like that.
Her eyes narrow further, and she goes to push me away, but I pin her leg and bite down on her good thigh until she hisses. “Don’t you dare try to take this pretty pussy away from me. I haven’t had my fill yet,” I growl as I lap at her teasingly, winding her up further as I slide my other fingers over her wetness and shove two inside her.
She arches up off the bed, moaning loudly before she cuts it off. Panting, she writhes on the sheet, the bed frame creaking as she rides my fingers, and I can’t do anything but give her what she wants. I need to see her come, even if she won’t ask nicely.
I can stand losing if it’s to her.
Sealing my lips around her clit, I suck and nip it as I add a third finger, crooking them inside her and stroking her walls until her legs start to shake. Her muffled cries grow louder, and then she comes all over me, her cunt fluttering around my fingers. The feeling is so fucking perfect, I memorize it as I lick her through it. She yanks on my head when she slumps, pulling me away, but I want to taste every drop of her cream, so I slide my fingers free and suck on them as she watches me with half-lidded eyes.
“You look good fucked, Carter,” I tell her as I slide up her body and press my cock against her pussy, letting her feel how hard I am. “Are you going to be nice so I can give us what we both want?”
“Not a fucking chance,” she counters as she tugs on my shirt. “Get naked.”
Chuckling, I sit up and remove my shirt, then I shove my pants down. It’s a struggle to get them off, and she smirks until my cock springs free, and then her smile drops. She eyes my length with awe and trepidation. I’m big, but it’s the piercing that catches her eye.
Fisting my length, I stroke myself as she watches. “It’s going to feel so good inside you, Carter.”
“It fucking better,” she retorts, meeting my eyes. “Shit, I don’t have a condom.”
Fuck.
I look from her to my dick, ready to stop if she tells me to, even though it’s the last thing I want. Slumping back, she laughs before shaking her head. “Ah, fuck it. Just pull out.” She slides her hand down my body until she covers my fist on my cock and tightens her grip to the point of pain. “Don’t you dare get me pregnant, Wilder, or I’ll fucking kill you.”
“I’d probably enjoy it,” I quip before I press my lips to hers, kissing her hard. I thrust into her grip, but we both want more. Knocking her hand aside, I lift her thigh, which she wraps around me, urging me on as I slide my length across her wet cunt. She rolls her hips, demanding more as she sucks on my tongue.
Lining up with her entrance, I bite her lower lip as I push in. She cries out, and I sweep my tongue over her lips, rolling my hips. I pull out then push back in, forcing her to take more of me until I’m buried deep inside her.
She feels so fucking good raw, so hot and tight, her body gripping my cock like she never wants me to pull out of her, and honestly, I don’t want to either.
Her body is paradise.
She lifts her hips and pulls her mouth away from mine. “Stop being nice, Wilder. Show me what you can do. Let me feel your piercing. You promised.”
Kneeling, I lift her ass into the air. “So I did. Hold on, Carter.”
I slam into her, and her eyes close as she gasps, grabbing the bedding as I pull out and slam back in, watching her breasts jiggle from the force. The sight burns into my brain, pushing me past the limits of my control, but I know she can take it as I pummel into her body. She pulls me down, her lips finding mine again as her fingernails dig into my shoulders and back. I keep up my relentless force, pleasure spiraling through me with each perfect thrust into her incredible body, her little sounds of pleasure only urging me on.
The bed squeaks with the force of my movements, the flash of pain from her nails making me grunt. “Don’t fucking stop!” she orders.
