Page 92 of The Star

I shake my head, grabbing it and throwing it behind me. “Too much coverage.”

She laughs, but doesn’t pick out any others to show me, just lets me look through the pile. I toss another black one behind me, then a green one, but then I find a little white bikini that is right in that sweet spot betweentoo muchandnot enough.

“This one.” I hand it to her, and when she turns to head for her closet to change, I make a sound in the back of my throat. “Where do you think you’re going?”

Looking at me, she quirks an eyebrow. “To change?”

I wave a hand, relaxing back on the bed. “Give me a show.”

She laughs, throwing the two pieces of the bathing suit at me before she walks toward me. When she’s about a foot from me, she slips her shirt over her head, revealing her tight, pebbling nipples to me, and it takes everything in me not to reach out to pinch them.

I groan a little as she flips her long hair over her shoulder to give me a better view of my favorite tits in the world. Before I can give in to the carnal urge burning through me, she slowly slips her thumbs into the waistband of her shorts and pulls them down her legs, leaving her in a pink thong.

Biting my lip, I slide my gaze all over her, memorizing every single mouth-watering inch as she runs her hands over the skin of her stomach and chest. She kicks the shorts off her ankles, spreading her legs and standing before me in her little panties. Her mouth drops open, and she takes a step closer to me. “See something you like?”

I nod, grabbing her on the outside of her thighs and pulling her on top of me, making her legs go to either side of my hips. I pull a hand from her, slipping it between us and through the top of her panties, finding her wet cunt waiting for me.

I moan in my mouth, flicking a finger against her clit a few times before I remove my hand from her panties. “Take these off.”

She stands up, breathless, with her mouth dropped open as she stares at me. She slips her fingers into the strings at her sides, pulling the material covering her pussy down and kicking it off her feet. Lifting my hips, I tug my sweatpants down to my knees, then drop back down on the bed, letting my cock hit me in the stomach before I grab it and run a hand down my shaft.

“Come here, baby.” I hook my finger, beckoning her to me. “Ride my fucking dick.”

She licks her lips, stepping toward me and straddling me slowly again, making sure to position the entrance of her pussy right at my cock before she sits down and sucks me in deep.

“Shit,” she moans, holding onto my shoulders as she lifts herself, then drops down again until I bottom out inside of her.

I don’t touch her, just leave my hands on the bed beside me as she rides me, watching her and moaning in my throat every time her cunt tightens on my dick.

She moves faster, bucking her hips and grinding so the head of my dick hits her G-spot just like she likes, and when her nails dig into my shoulders, I know she’s close to falling over the edge.

“You’re so fucking beautiful when you use my dick, baby.” I squeeze the blankets to keep myself from touching her, letting her perform for me.

“Oh, God,” she shouts, slipping one hand from my shoulder to reach between her legs and rub her clit. “Carson, I’m gonna come.”

Her hips buck faster, her fingers rubbing tight circles on her clit. Leaning back on my forearms, I watch her fall apart for me. “That’s right, Logan. Cream all over my fucking dick.”

I watch her as she starts to come, her stomach sucking in as she rides me faster as she peaks. “Oh fuck, oh fuck, ohfuck!” she moans, and as her pussy sucks me down deep and tightens on me, I feel my own orgasm creeping up my spine and shooting to my balls.

I groan, squeezing the sheets in my fists, and when she comes down from her orgasm and slows her hips, I finally let myself touch her. Grabbing her by the hips, I stand up and then slam her down on her back on the bed, fucking her so hard that my hips hit hers over and over in a resounding slap.

Her fingers grab my back, her nails digging into my skin, and she yells out her pleasure as I slam in and out.

She spreads her legs farther, giving me more room, and when I start to fall over the edge of my own orgasm, I slide my hand to her throat and squeeze, needing something to hold onto as pleasure takes me over.

She tenses, her pussy tightening harder as I spill inside of her, making my vision go white. Bucking my hips, I pound into her through my climax, then finally let my grip loosen on her neck as my face falls into her chest. Breathing heavy as the fog of my orgasm pulls me under, I speak against her bare chest.

“I love you.”

Her entire body goes rigid, making me realize what I’ve just said. I pull my head from her flesh, swallowing roughly. “I didn’t mean to say that.”

“Carson…” she whispers, but her lips twist into a smile.

I shake my head, laughing at myself. “That wasn’t me, that was post-nut Carson. That guy will say anything.”

She laughs too. “Do you fuckingloveme?!”

I drop my head into her tits again, blowing a raspberry against her skin. She wiggles under me, wrapping her fingers into my hair so she can pull my gaze back to hers, and I find her face filled with a big ass grin that makes me grin too.

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