Page 55 of 5+Us Makes Seven

I lifted my face to him and I was met with a pair of lips upon my own. Carter’s tongue swiped against my chapped lips and my body caved to him. Our tongues collided as I wrapped my hand up in his tie and his arms drew me closer. I could feel his cock growing against me. I could feel his fingers digging into my excess. My head tilted to the side as I backed him into my room, my foot jutting out to kick the door closed behind me.

He wanted me to stay.

With him.

For him.

And I couldn’t do it.

But I could do this, love him.

One more time, all night long.

I fell to my knees and ripped his belt from his belt loops. My hands were trembling as Carter rested against the closed door. His hand was already twisted in my hair, his eyes hot on my face as I pulled his pants down his legs. I released his throbbing cock and it stared at me. Dripping with its angry tip and the protruding vein at the bottom taunted me.

Called to me.

Begged for me to swallow it whole.

I wrapped my lips around it, tasting his precum as it painted my tongue. His groan filled the small room as his hips jutted out, thrusting his cock all the way down the back of my throat. I gagged around his girth as my hands wrapped around his thighs. My nose nuzzled his trimmed curls as his hand twisted tightly in my hair.

He tasted divine.

It was another thing I would miss about him.

“Natasha. Shit.”

I moaned around him as he began to fuck my face.

“Fuck. Oh my… mm. Natasha, yes.”

His legs were flexing with every thrust. Drops of precum were sliding down my throat. With every thrust he made, his dick pulsed against my teeth. I hollowed my cheeks out, swirling my tongue around the tip of his cock as his head fell back into the door.

“Holy shit,” Cater said breathlessly. “So good.”

I released him with a pop and he ripped me to up onto my feet. He gathered me into his arms as he toed out of his shoes. We fell to the floor with a thud, crashing against the blankets I had cushioning my sleep at night. His mouth was all over me. Nipping at my neck and mouthing at my clothed breasts as his knees parted my legs.

He undressed me with his nimble fingertips as my sweaty body was revealed to him. He lapped at my saltiness as groans dripped from his lips. My legs were spread for him as his cock throbbed against my thigh. I slipped his coat and his shirt from his shoulders, revealing the whole of him to me one last time.

I would miss this.

His strong, chiseled body hovering over mine.

His lips wrapped around my swollen nipples as I arched into him. My hands raked through his hair, pushing him closer and pulling him back. It was all too much and yet, not quite enough. His hands were squeezing and massaging places I never wanted him to stop touching. They pushed my knees apart, exposing me to the cool air of my apartment.

He then settled between my legs and lapped at my slit.

I watched him. I leaned up onto my arms and watched him eat my pussy. His eyes connected with mine as his tongue moved side to side. Shivering my legs and causing my jaw to unhinge. The little grin on his face was something I committed to memory. There was a pride and a happiness I would never find on another man’s face. His tongue pressed deeper and it caused me to slip back. The pleasure he was crashing over my body made my toes curl.

“Cum for me, Natasha. Coat my face in your scent.”

“Carter. Oh yes. Just like

that. Don’t stop. Don’t stop. Oh, fuck. I’m cumming. I’m cumming. I’m cum-!”

My legs were contracting as my toes curled so hard they cramped my legs. Carter released them immediately, then his hands set to massaging them as he suckled on my clit. His tongue darted lightly around the tip of it, causing stars to burst in my vision. His hands were kind and soft as his tongue continued to dominate my body.

I was dripping onto the blankets beneath us as my legs finally settled down.

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