“Real bad.”
I won’t get to inhale his scent, kiss his lips, flick at his tongue, while he spreads my lips and fingers my clit.
“No, Bautista is there,” Carter warned.
I won’t get to feel him weave magic between my thighs.
“I’m on my way,” she heard Carter say and then he tapped the glass. “Take me to J.R.'s,” he told her driver.
“Will I see you later?”
“I don’t know,” was the answer that she was expecting but didn’t want to hear. So she was surprised when her phone rang later that evening and it was Carter.
“You alone?”
“Yes.”
“I’ll be there soon,” Carter said and ended the call.
“Yes!”
She had drifted off to sleep replaying in her mind the visuals of the shootout, so Fantasy was ready for him when he got there. She undressed Carter thinking about him and Jackie as they came up firing. Her breath got caught in her throat as she took off
his pants, stroked his dick and thought back to seeing Carter raise his weapon, firing and killing a man with several shots to the chest.
“Come on,” Fantasy said in a whisper. “I need to bathe you,” she said and led him into the bathroom. She turned on the water and once the water was warm enough, Fantasy stepped aside, and Carter stepped in.
Carter felt himself getting harder as he stroked himself and watched Fantasy stripped down to nothing and opened the shower door. As soon as she stepped in, Carter attacked her tongue with passion. Fantasy closed the shower door and took Carter’s length in her hand. His hand slid from her breasts, then to her hips, he cupped her cheeks and back up to her breasts while he kissed her. He took her nipple between his lips and sucked it greedily.
As the water beat down on her head, and not caring that her hair was getting wet, Fantasy knelt in front of him and pulled his dick into her mouth. Her skills were extraordinary, and she loved sucking his dick. Fantasy clasped her fingers together and placed them around him. She licked her lips and began to fondle his balls with one hand, and she sucked and stroked him with the other.
Fantasy stood up and Carter pushed her against the wall and kissed her again. Nibbling at her chin, sucking at the nape of her neck and squeezing her tender breasts. He eased her legs open and pinned her arms above her head with one hand while dipping his finger inside her with the other. He cupped her thighs, lifted her off her feet and thrust himself into her. As the hot water rained down on their skin, Carter bent his legs and pumped his dick into her as hard as he could because Fantasy’s pussy was the bomb.
He let her down, spun Fantasy around, grabbed her by her hips and entered her in one hard thrust. Fantasy began to squirm as she took in every inch of his dick. He let go of her hips and she began bouncing her ass against him. Carter grabbed her by the shoulders and hit it as hard as he could.
“Shit!” he shouted.
Carter let go of her shoulders and began squeezing her tits. Fantasy began to buck harder and harder, and then she screamed.
“Get this pussy, Mr. Garrison!”
Carter slammed into Fantasy so hard that it made her pussy clench as he moved in and out of her. Carter had filled every inch of her.
“You like that shit?” Carter asked as he kept on pummeling her wet pussy at a hard and steady tempo.
“I fuckin’ love that shit!” Fantasy screamed, because Carter made her forget everything that Mercedes and Jada spent months teaching her.
Then Carter increased his pace and began to long stroke Fantasy, pulling almost completely out of her then slamming it back in her. Fantasy loved it hard and began throwing her dripping wet pussy into him. Fantasy rocked her hips furiously into him until Carter’s entire body went rigid before he pulled out and exploded on her ass. Since they were already in the shower, they rinsed off and got out. Once Fantasy dried Carter and then herself, she felt like she wanted more.
“Put it back in me,” Fantasy encouraged and worked her hips into Carter while licking his nipples and his body began to tremble, but that was when his phone began to ring. Fantasy took a step back.
“I gotta take that,” Carter said.
“I know.”
He picked up his phone and looked at the display.
“Rain,” Carter said and swiped talk. “Yeah.”