Matchmaker Backfire

I know we’re alone now and the shutters outside are closed. The whole house sealed up for our time away.

It’s unlike me, especially unlike me, but I want to give Carter at least one thing after everything he’s done so far today.

It hurts a little on my foot as I shimmy out of my jeans, but I make the effort, feeling an intense thrill as I undress for him without him even knowing.

My bra’s the last thing to come off and biting my lip I wonder if this is just stupid until he catches my reflection in the kitchen window in front of him.

His low growl drowns out the splash of his dish brush and in the two steps it takes for him to reach me, I can see his own arousal springing to life before he reaches me.

Chapter Twenty-Two

Carter

I was gonna wait, get her in the bath and cook us some early dinner… But seeing her like that.

I can’t help myself.

Everything I’ve held back the whole trip home is screaming to be inside her all over again, to take her right here. Right now.

My dick feels like it’ll burst as it strains against my jeans. Feeling her smooth, soft curves against my own hardness as I kiss her hard it’s almost too much to contemplate.

Mindful of her ankle, I grip her by those sweet hips and hoist her up, showing concern when she winces, but her head shaking along with the low whimper she lets out tells me she’s more than okay.

Her legs wrap around me and I can feel the heat of her mound against my already insane stiffness as she thrusts hard against me, making us both groan.

I can hear the bath running upstairs, but it’s slow and I know we both need each other right fucking now.

There are no time limits anymore. She’s all mine, and I have all day and all night to show her just how special she is to me.

How much pleasure I have to give her.

“I need it again, Carter. I need you so bad,” she mews in my ear. The clatter of everything on the kitchen table hitting the floor is drowned out by our own animal sounds as I tear at my sweater, unable to get naked quick enough while she frees my dick from my jeans which I kick off after slipping my boots off in seconds.

Shoving chairs to one side with my feet and easing her onto the table, I curse loudly once I feel the heat from my throbbing head meet her hot hole.

There’s no easing it in now, no need to pretend anything.

We both want one thing, her body gliding towards mine, my thick fat cock sliding into her perfectly drenched pussy as if it never left her.

Where it belongs.

She feels better than our first time if that’s even possible and her eyes roll back as those claws of hers set to work on gripping my back as I start to move inside her.

The closeness of her soft body as my flexed torso and legs grinding against her is something I want to feel every day from now on.

Several times a day.

All day.

Every day.

My Serena.

I groan the words in her ear, telling her I love her as my hands work hard to take in as much of her as I can, her own climax building in time with my own.

“Set me down,” she whispers hoarsely. “Do me from behind over the table… like I always imagined you would,” she gasps.

I don’t need any further instruction.

Favoring her ankle good ankle, she rests the other up on the table and I use my own legs to support her as I take a moment to survey her fine ass, spread wide for me with her slick, sweet pussy resting on the polished wood.

Waiting for my own arousal to join it.

“God, I love you,” I groan again, feeling her pushing herself back into me as I take her from behind for the first time.

It’s a magical feeling, and instantly hitting her sweetest spot deep inside once I get my full length inside her.

She almost shouts as she swears, then purrs as my fat dick meets her perfect place and we both know we haven’t got long.

But it’s perfect. I want to feel her coming on my thick, fat cock and I tell her so, prompting her own pre-orgasmic ripples as her whole body starts to shiver and my balls rise up, feeling more of what I want inside her about to be delivered.

“Uh. Fuck me, Carter,” she begs, struggling to pound herself back against my rod quick enough to satisfy her need, but I’m already on it.

My own legs tremble and shudder as I grip her meaty hips from behind, watching her ass move in time with each of my thrusts, building up such a pace I’m amazed either of us can hold on a second longer before we climax.