Page 80 of Fall to Me
“Damn, you’re stunning. I’m going to break you in the best fucking way. Fuck you until you can’t see straight. Make you scream my name for everyone in that goddamn house to hear,” he mumbles against my mouth.
My hair tumbles down my back, and a few seconds later, the crop comes down on my ass again. Fuck, it stings. But it also turns me on. I squeeze my eyes tight. My hands grab ahold of the straps, and the heat of his body blankets my back, his hard length pressing into me through his pants as he expertly curls his fingers into me and presses down on my clit with his thumb. I’m so close.
Reaching around with his other hand, his fingers clasp around my throat. My pulse thumps wildly against his palm.
“Come for me, Kitten. Let me feel you squeeze my fingers,” he says, depriving me of oxygen.
Tingles begin to spread throughout my body, and my vision goes black. Sparks ignite behind my lids. My body locks up. A high takes over, and I feel like I’m floating.
“Carter!”
“Fuck, yes. Let the world hear who you belong to.”
He doesn’t stop until I’m completely wrung out, then he removes his fingers and spins me around, the leather twisting above me, my arms pulling tighter. I stand on my tiptoes, watching as he sucks his fingers into his mouth, never breaking eye contact.
“Mywifeis fucking delicious.”
Lifting me up, my legs circle around him. He reaches between us to unbutton his pants, letting them fall to his feet before thrusting into me. I hold onto the leather straps as he fucks me hard and fast. One hand digs into my ass cheek, and his other hand tangles in my hair. He sucks and licks the spot on my neck right below my ear. I can already feel myself on the edge of a cliff, about to tumble over.
“Oh, God.”
“Oh, we’re making introductions now. Tell him I said ‘hello.’”
My pussy squeezes around his cock on the cusp another orgasm. His piercing rubs against my g-spot over and over. Carter bends his head and bites down on my nipple. The sting tears me apart at the seams. I arch up into his mouth.
“Fuck, Carter. I’m coming,” I pant.
He covers my mouth with his, swallowing my moans. My pussy contracts as I gush all over him. Carter tosses his head back, his lips part, and he lets out the sexiest moan as I watch him paint my stomach with his cum. He stands there as we come down, panting with sweat dripping down his temple.
“Fuck,” he whispers, lowering me to my feet. “I made a mess of you.”
“Made a mess of me? I made a mess of you,” I say, my face heating in embarrassment. “That’s never happened before.”
“You’ve never squirted before?”
I shake my head. “Never.”
His forehead presses against mine, and he groans. “Kitten, don’t tell me that; it will make me lose my damn mind.”
I giggle, and when he turns, looking around for something to clean us up with, I laugh even harder.
“Whatever you’re looking for you probably won’t find it out here. I mean, you could use one of those blankets.” I point toward the shelf housing the blankets for the horses, and he begins to head toward them. “But then you would have to explain to my dad why his horse blanket is going into the washer.”
Carter’s head whips around, and I burst out laughing as he changes direction and heads back toward me.
He unclips the reins and rubs the marks from the leather, then strolls over to his shirt and picks it up off the ground. Turning the shirt inside-out, he cleans me up with it.
I put on my clothes and smirk. “Whatcha gonna wear now?”
He flips the shirt back the right way and pulls it over his head, tossing me a wink.
My jaw drops in horror. “Oh, my gosh, Carter! You can’t wear that!”
“Why not? I'm gonna get dirty anyway, and I’m taking a shower after we’re done here.”
I shake my head and pull on my boots as he chuckles to himself.
“What?” I ask.
