Page 33 of Texas Hold Em'
How she chose to let me get so close.
Carrie hooked a leg around mine and I gripped her thigh, holding her knee to my hip. I reached down between her thighs and pulled her panties to the side. She gasped when I touched her, and her whole body stiffened. She clung to my shoulder, her nails pressing into muscle, and bit down so hard on her bottom lip it turned white around her teeth despite the lipstick.
“Relax,” I muttered in her ear. “I’ve got you.”
Carrie held her breath a moment longer before shuddering as she exhaled. Her muscles softened and her eyelids fluttered. I rubbed her clit in slow circles, taking my time with her. A tightly wound woman couldn’t possibly have a good time, and I wanted to make sure she felt good.
When I pressed a finger inside her, Carrie whimpered and released my shoulders to grip the counter at her back. She leaned against it, and I lifted her up and set her down on the countertop. She gasped at the cool surface on her bare ass but instinctively spread her legs for me.
Her pussy sucked at my fingers. She was already swollen in anticipation, and her clit felt hard as I swept my fingertips over it. She quivered and moaned as I teased her, sliding a finger in and out of her and massaging her vulva. She pulsed around my fingers, rolled her hips, and tipped her head back so that the end of her hair grazed the counters.
Goddess,I thought. I’d never seen anything like her. Neverfeltanything like her.
Carrie reached for the front of my jeans and tugged impatiently at my belt buckle. Chuckling, I gave her a helping hand and undid the belt as well as my fly. She plunged her hand down the front of my jeans and gripped my cock over my boxers.
Her blue eyes stared up at me and burned with lust. “Hi.”
My cock strained in her hand. “Hi.”
She smiled with heavy eyelids and moaned as I gave her another finger and fucked her deep and slow. I could hear how wet she was. She spread her legs wide enough to rest her toes on the counters. I rana hand up the inside of her thigh and back down before dropping my pants.
She licked her lips. I dropped my boxers, too. Satisfied that I was also naked, Carrie worked me over in her hand while I fucked her with my fingers until she writhed on the counters and released me.
She threw her head back with a feral cry and white-knuckled the countertops as she came. I rubbed her juices over her before reaching over her leg to grab a condom from the drawer. She fell back on her elbows, out of breath and dazed, while I rolled it on, pushed my hips forward, and slid deep inside her.
She let out another cry.
I gripped her hips and held her in place. This time, I didn’t take it easy on her. I filled her up and pumped inside her mercilessly. Carrie reached over her head, searching for something to grab onto. Instead, she knocked a bunch of dishes to the floor. They shattered at my feet.
I kept fucking her.
Carrie’s back arched. She screamed my name and came again when I pressed down on her clit. She squirmed and pushed me away, but I wasn’t done with her.
I lifted her off the counter, mindful of the broken dishes on the floor, spun her around, and bent her over.
She yelped when I slapped her ass but lifted to the tips of her toes, arched her back, and looked at me over her shoulder, begging for more.
I gave it to her. I gave it all to her.
She moaned, deep and guttural, as I slid inside her again. She tried to hold herself up on her elbows, but eventually she gave in and lay forward, resting her cheek on the counter. She reached back and gripped my hip with one hand. I wasn’t sure if she was asking for more, asking me to stop, or just needed to touch me, so I leaned over her, pulled her hair off the back of her neck, and showered her with kisses.
She sighed beneath me.
I took a fistful of her hair and lifted her cheek off the counter to crush my lips to hers. She arched like a cat and began bouncing herhips, fucking my cock as I plunged my tongue into her mouth. Her whimpers became muted cries, smothered against my lips. She reached behind my neck and held me to her. Her fingers knotted in my hair.
I gripped her hips, pushed down, and thrust wildly inside her.
Carrie came up for air with a scream. I pushed her back down on the counter by the back of her neck and held her there while she spasmed from her orgasm. I let loose, giving in to the voice whispering for me to let go. My orgasm was as ferocious as hers. My veins burned with pleasure as I looked down at the beautiful woman willing to give it all to me.
When I was done, I scooped her up. Her thighs quivered and her knees shook, and she held on to my neck as I carried her through the debris of my broken dishes to the sofa and got her a glass of water. She curled up into one corner and watched me while she took a sip. I sat beside her, wrapped an arm around her, and pulled her in close against me.
She relaxed and curled into my side. Her eyes fluttered closed and she slid an arm around my waist. Our hearts beat like thunder in our chests, and the quiet apartment echoed with all our unspoken thoughts.
CHAPTER 14
CARRIE
While Tex slept beside me, I counted his breaths.
