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I had to ask. “Do you want me to wear a condom?”
She stilled. “No. I’m on the pill. Unless you’re not—”
“I’m safe, Carly. I got my last tests before I came out here and haven’t been with anyone.”
She nodded as she looked up at me. “Same.”
The thought of fucking her raw was almost enough to make me come on the spot. I lifted myself off of her to undo my jeans and pull them down. When I lowered my boxer briefs and took my rock-hard cock out, Carly scooted up, crawling toward me so her mouth was at my crown. Without hesitation, she took me in and down her throat.
I felt like I’d been transported to another dimension. I bent my head back and enjoyed what felt like the most selfish thing I’d ever allowed to happen. If I stopped for even a second to truly acknowledge that this was Brad’s woman sucking me off, it would have ruined it. So I didn’t let my mind go there. After the longest drought of my life, I needed this release like I needed my next breath. I’d deal with the consequences later.
When it felt like I was about to come, I pulled my dick out from between her lips, enjoying the popping sound that followed a little too much. I nearly came again when she licked across her lips, swallowing the bit of precum staining them.
“How do I taste?” I rasped.
“Delicious,” she breathed.
“I need to be inside you now, Carly,” I said, doubting whether I could last long enough to give her an orgasm. I’d never been this damn aroused by a woman in my life.
Carly lay back, spread her legs wide, and I eased myself inside of her. I intended to be gentle since it had been a while for her. But as soon as her hot wetness enveloped my cock, I lost all ability to take it slow. Within a few seconds, I’d thrust so hard I was balls deep, moving in and out rhythmically and not so gently anymore.
“Is this okay?” I mumbled.
“Yes. You feel so good. Keep doing it like that.”
I pulled all the way out and pounded into her again, bottoming out. “Your pussy wrapped around my cock is the best thing I’ve ever felt, Carly,” I whispered in her ear. “So damn good.”
My thrusts grew so hard that the bed was shaking, the headboard banging against the wall. It would be a damn miracle if Scottie didn’t wake up, but even the threat of that wasn’t enough to make me stop. I just couldn’t fuck her any other way right now—it had to be like this as weeks of pent-up frustration came barreling out of me.
Then she began to pulse her pussy—squeezing hard and letting go.
I nearly lost my shit. “Are you fucking trying to kill me?” I groaned, kissing her harder.
She laughed over my lips.
“Stop it, or I’m gonna come inside you right now.”
“Do it,” she taunted.
“Fuck, no. I’m not ready for this to end.”
She kissed me harder and thankfully stopped her muscle tightening, buying me some time. But I knew it would be short-lived when Carly grabbed my ass to guide my movements. Her breathing became even more intense, and I knew she had to be close. That was a good thing because my balls were about to explode.
A few seconds later, I felt her pussy pulsing around me as she made an unintelligible sound. That’s when I finally lost it, speeding up my thrusts to capture every last moment of her climax while I emptied what felt like endless streams of cum inside of her. There was no going back now. Carly was forever stained by me. I couldn’t take it back, and I didn’t want to. In fact, I wanted to do it all over again already.
Eventually the synchronous movements of our bodies slowed to a gentle rocking, though we stayed locked together. Showering her with kisses, I enjoyed the feel of moving my cum deeper and deeper inside of her—claiming her, even if for just one night.
CHAPTER 24
CARLY
I OPENED MYeyes and immediately had a thought.Did last night really happen?
Sex with Josh was everything I’d imagined it to be. Actually, it was more—worth every second of the slow torture leading up to it. The way he’d taken control of my body was unlike anything I’d ever experienced. But as amazing as last night had been, a cloud of reality hung over me today.
Josh had gotten up early with Scottie. I suspected he might have volunteered himself for that task to avoid having to talk about what we’d done. That seemed to be his MO. I hoped he didn’t think I had any expectations. I was smart enough not to allow my heart to go there. Our bodies simply hadn’t been able to resist anymore. It was nothing more than mind-blowing, primal sex. I’d accepted that, bittersweet as it was.Just sex.At least that’s what I needed to continue convincing myself as a survival mechanism.
Somehow, I needed to assure Josh that last night didn’t change anything. If he felt pressured—or worse, riddled with guilt—it was going to be very difficult to get through the rest of our time here. We needed each other and couldn’t afford to feel awkward twenty-four-seven.