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I wish I had another pair just so he could do that trick again.
Carson shoves me back and straddles me, triumph lighting his face until I manage to twist myself out of his grip and tackle him again. We go back and forth rolling and clawing, biting and scratching each other, and I know I’ve gone way harder on him than he has on me. I love this. My body feels like a live wire and I’m sweating.
White puffs of air punch out of both of us as he holds me down again. I let my legs fall open to give him his prize. Carson smashes his mouth to mine and kisses me so hard, I give in completely. There’s no space between our bodies for me to get his jeans unfastened. Damnit! I tap his arms and push him back.
“Have I hurt you?” he immediately asks.
“Not at all.” That’s when I notice metal on his mouth. “You put your piercings back in?”
His lopsided grin is adorable. “When you mentioned seeing them in my picture, it sounded like you wanted them back in.”
My heart cantors in my chest. “Take your fucking pants off,” I demand.
Carson stares at me for a moment, still breathing hard. Then he lifts off me and stands up. He’s already shirtless and barefoot and when he finally gets naked, the hoodie I’m still in has me roasting. But I won’t dare take it off. It smells like him. It feels like him. I’ve been wearing it for the better part of three days while I’ve overthought a million things.
As he drops down to straddle me again, I roll over and try to crawl away.
“Where do you think you’re going?” He grabs my hips and nudges my legs open. l feel him settle behind me, then he bends all the way down and licks my pussy like it’s his first meal in days.
I’m swollen with need and even I can smell myself at this point. I lift myself higher to give him better access.
“You’re so fucking delicious,” he growls. “I want to gobble you up.”
I remain on all fours. The entire world around me vanishes. It’s just me, Carson, and a lot of heat.
“You’re so wet and puffed out.” His next growl makes my body melt. “My little vixen needs to get fucked, doesn’t she?”
“Yes.”
He pushes the tip of his cock inside me and it feels like I’m being stretched. He pushes and recedes slowly, making me take him an inch at a time.
“Stop playing nice,” I beg. “I want your leash off, Carson.”
A warning growl is all I get before he slams into me, bottoming out in one hard thrust.
It knocks the air from my lungs because of how deep he is. When Carson gathers my hair in his hands, he pulls it while fucking me from behind. My hoodie is stifling. I can’t get it off and don’t have the capacity to ask for help. Not with the way his thrusts have conquered my brain cells. He must notice what I’m trying to do and tugs me until I’m on my knees, pressed against his back. Then pulls the hoodie off for me. “Better?”
“Yes.” Cool air hits my skin and I feel like I can breathe again.
Until he wraps his hand around my throat and drives into me again. My nails scrape his thighs as he wrings pleasure from my body.
I’m still reeling when he lets go of my throat and tips me forward, forcing me to lie face down in the dirt. “Lift that perfect ass up, Mak.”
Bracing his hands by my head, Carson mounts me in a new position. He’s a lot deeper in this angle. I can barely stand it. There’s a fine line between pain and pleasure and Carson’s dancing on it. I’ll use my safe word if I have to, but going off the way my pussy feels, I don’t think it’s necessary. I’m slick enough to feel it all over my thighs. And whatever he’s hitting inside me has my stomach clenching and feet flexing.
“Such a good girl taking this Beast’s cock.” His body heat warms my back. Reaching around, Carson rubs my clit while he fucks me. “You’re so fucking wet.”
Don’t I know it. “All I keep… thinking about… is how bad I… want you… to fuck me.” It’s hard to talk with how hard his thrusts are.
Carson bites the back of my shoulder, and an orgasm tears through me.
It’s not mine, it’s his.
His cock jerks inside me and it’s so hot and intense, I cry out while he roars. My heart pounds in my ears. Little dots dance in my vision. I’m still trying to catch my breath when Carson eases out of me and gently rolls me over. “You okay?”
“Yes.” I love that he swipes the hair from my face so he can see me better. “That was amazing.”
“We’re not done yet.” He kisses my forehead, then my nose, then my throat and works his way down my sweaty body until he’s back with his mouth on my pussy. “I want your cum on my tongue, little vixen.”