I absolutely love his control and go wherever he wants me without any pushback. My body is his, and seeing him react to me only makes me want to explode around him again. As if he can read me, always knowing my body better than I do, he lifts to a sitting position, taking my breast into his mouth as I continue to grind on him, taking his length deep inside my velvet.
“You’re gonna cum for me,” he growls and I moan in agreement as the waves in my belly build yet again. He has already dominated me, and now as I try to impress him, he’s flipped the rules as usual, always in control.
Lifting his hips, he meets me as I grind, thrusting deep inside of me in sync with my rhythm. We’re moving as one, our limbs intertwined as we twist in wave in the center of his bed, the sheets in a complete mess. I can’t focus on anything other than the sensations of my climax about to explode.
Carter has always driven me up a wall with his teeth, so when he tugs on my nipple, while plunging into me slowly, it's my undoing and I explode around him, cumming long and hard as I scream his name, rocking back and forth until I can no longer lift myself thanks to the trembles in my legs.
“God, you’re amazing,” I sigh as he flips me over, laying me on my belly while positioning himself behind me.
Exhaustion is taking over and I feel weak from all of the output in addition to the outpouring of my climaxes. Still, I want more of him and glance back to see him admiring my body as he kneels between my legs.
“See something you like?” I tease.
“No, just someone I love,” he winks at me.
How on Earth did I turn Carter Blaine into a romantic? I’ve watched his show for years and never once heard him say anything sweet to a girl, but he's always complimenting and swooning over me. I can’t even begin to understand how I managed to hit such a jackpot. I’m so overwhelmed by his deep affection for me.
I know, it’s not new and he’s told and shown me that he genuinely cares for me over and over during the course of our relationship, but everything seems different now. It’s like today is the beginning of something new and I'm just over the moon with how deeply I feel for him.
Sure, I’ve been in love before and this should be no different, but it is. He is so much more to me than anything from my past. He loves me more than a
nyone else ever has, and he knows more about me than I’ve ever shared. We have a deep connection that can’t be broken by anything and that is more arousing than anything he can do with his body, because he turns me on with his mind and that is even more impressive. Waiting for him to enter me, I take a deep breath, trying to garner another boost of energy to push me through to the next level. Carter can fuck for hours, and I know this will be one of those marathon sessions.
With my legs closed, Carter lifts my hips just slightly, my ass raised in the air. Sliding his slippery cock, coated in my cream, back into my pussy, he sinks into me. As he pulls out and slides back in smoothly, an erotic sound of creamy smothering emits from our bodies. Pressing down on the small of my back, he fucks me so hard, slamming into me from behind.
My body is completely at his mercy, unable to even prepare for the collision since I have no leverage, my legs closed, and my upper body flush against the bed. With his hands tightly gripping my waist, he thrusts into me hard and fast, his steel manhood penetrating me with long strokes.
“Oh God!” I yell. I’ve never had it in this position and I think it might be my favorite. Of course Carter would be the virgin that’s turning me out on his first try.
“You like that, baby?” He growls in my ear as he presses down on my back so that my ass is higher.
“Yes! Oh, Carter!” I cry, his length so far, so deep in my pussy, I can feel him in my chest.
“I’m gonna cum so hard for you, Ashley. Just give me this pussy, baby,” he grunts, his rhythm speeding up as I struggle to hold my ass his in the air.
“Fuck! Baby! Ahh!” I cry, and he growls as he tears into me quickly. He knows I’m building towards another explosion, he always knows. My body gives him signs in ways that only he can feel and he reads me like a book every time. When he leans down and kisses my shoulder, I’m sure I’m going to cum again, he’s pushing me towards the orgasm I didn’t even see coming.
“Yeah, baby,” he growls as my hips take over, lunging back to meet him.
“Harder!” I beg, my body dangerously close to erupting.
“Ungh! Throw it back, baby!” He yells and I do just that. My hips buck and I grip the bed sheets in my fists for leverage to shove myself onto his cock as he fucks me into oblivion.
“Yes! Carter! Fuck me harder, baby! Please!” I beg and he instantly lifts up, holding himself on his hands, which rest on either side of me. His hips begin lunging forward, burying his cock in my tight pussy as I cry his name loudly.
He’s growling with each thrust and I think he might be losing control as well. I’m so eager to feel him combust inside of me, I’m almost more excited for his release than I am for my own, and there’s nothing new about that.
“Fuck! You feel so fucking good! Give it to me, Ashley! Stop fighting!” He orders, and as always I cum on the spot, a slave to his commands.
My body drops limp as the orgasm pours out of me, but Carter doesn’t stop. He humps me into the quivers in my pussy stop completely, and then he flips me over again, so that I’m on my back. My legs fall open for him, and without any delay he slides right back inside of me.
“Oh, baby,” he groans as he's still inside me.
His length is too long, too thick to just stay still. It actually pains me for him to not move, so I try to urge him forward with my legs, but he’s stubborn as he digs deeper. I know he’s trying to mark his territory, but I’m desperate to feel him surge forward.
“This is mine,” he grunts, confirming my suspicions.
“Yes, baby… I’m all yours, Carter,” I assure him, leaning forward to kiss him.