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My girl obeys beautifully.
When my cum drips out of her pussy, I gather some of it on my fingers and shove them into her mouth. Leaning in with a growl, I kiss her so we can taste what we’re like together.
Fuck, this woman is magic. Pulling away, I admire how flushed her cheeks are. How big her pupils have become. “Can you stand?”
“Yes,” she says, playfully smacking my chest.
It’s disappointing to see she’s not lying when she hops off my sink and lands solidly on her feet.
I’ll have to try harder next time.
Chapter 14
Mak
What the hell am I doing? I need to get out of here, and yet there’s no part of me that wants to leave. Now I’m about to take a shower with Carson when I should be going home and getting myself together for work, run errands, and call Leah to tell her everything.
But there’s no way I’m leaving just yet. I’m having way too much fun and hellooooo, Carson in jeans and a t-shirt is sinful, but Carson naked and wet?
My pussy is quivering.
No lie. This man is hot with a capital F-U-C-K-M-E-P-L-E-A-S-E.
I can’t believe how hot morning sex is with this man. It’s dirty and slow and intense and… addictive.
Boneless, I step into his shower first and sigh when the spray hits my back with gloriously hot water.
Carson steps in with me and watches with hungry eyes.
Saturating my hair, I feel different and can’t pinpoint how.
“Here.” He holds a bottle of shampoo and squirts some into my palm. I didn’t expect him to wash my hair for me, but just this little bit of attention stirs something warm in my belly. I swear Carson’s constantly trying to provide in some way. In the boudoir shoot, it was encouragement. At the bar, it was protection. In the back woods, it was excitement. In the bed, it was safety and reassurance.
The last bit is almost laughable. I felt safe getting fucked in the ass. That doesn’t make sense, but it’s the only way my mind can categorize it. He let me fuck him, let me set the pace, let me call the shots, and that’s honestly not something I’ve had before with a lover. He turned a bad first time into an amazing second chance and now I can’t wait to try it again.
Carson seems very aware of his size and is careful not to elbow me in the head or step on my toes as we maneuver around each other in the small shower. He’s not the largest man I’ve ever been with, but he’s also not the smallest. He’s the perfect size.
For me.
As I finish rinsing, my heart starts pounding. We aren’t saying a word to each other, and I can’t tell if I like the silence or not. I don’t know what to say. Maybe he doesn’t either. Or maybe he likes quiet in the mornings. I wish there was music playing. Okay, I’ll just hurry up and finish in here, then get out.
Chill, Mak. Not every exchange has to be filled with noise…
“Stay here for a minute,” Carson orders. He steps out of the shower first while I remain under the hot spray until he pulls the curtain open. He’s got a towel around his waist, one tossed over his shoulder, and is holding another out for me. I turn the water off and step out to let him wrap me up, laughing when he drops the second towel on my head and dries my hair in the worst way. “Stop! You’ll get me all tangled up!”
Lifting the towel off my head, he steals a kiss and we both start laughing.
After getting dressed, he insists I wear his hoodie home. We make small talk because I’m honestly dragging my feet, and finally we kiss goodbye.
Once I get in my car, Carson waves me off and shuts his front door. My heart skitters in my chest. I don’t want to leave. I miss him already and that is seriously so fucking stupid.
Holy shit, what’s wrong with me?
I’m so mixed up about this entire twenty-four hours, it almost scares me. Pulling out of the driveway like a bat out of Hell, I force myself to not look back.
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“It’s just good dick,” Leah says on the phone call home.