C is for Carter

He sat down beside me, clicking through the streaming app for something to watch. I was sure it was a delicate choice. A horror movie might be too gruesome but would get us cuddling closer. An action movie might bore me. A romantic comedy might be too on the nose. A drama might just make me sad. I could see him debating with each title that came on the screen.

Eventually, he stumbled onto an action comedy that I had seen a dozen times, and I reacted to when he passed it. He clicked back and looked over at me, raising his eyebrows. I nodded, and he hit Play, settling back onto the couch. Really, it didn’t matter which movie he put on. Anything would do.

I had no intention of watching it.

Curling into his arm, we cuddled up close, and I could hear his heart thumping. He shifted, and I sat up a bit to let him get more comfortable, bringing my face achingly close to his. Our eyes latched on to each other, and suddenly, we were right back at the cookout. Lips so close we could almost…

Our mouths crushed into one another, mine parting enough for his tongue to slide inside and get a taste of each other. My hand slid behind his head and pulled him to me, and we made our way down onto the couch, so I was on my back. He moved his lips from mine to my neck, then to the collarbone at the top of my dress. One hand slid up the outside of my thigh. And I didn’t stop him, so it went all the way up until his strong grip grasped my ass.

His cock was throbbing hard in his pants, and as he positioned himself above me, I could feel it through our clothes. Suddenly, he sat up to yank at his shirt, tossing it away. I moaned appreciatively and ran my fingertips down his chest, sitting up so I could pull on his belt. I could barely believe how fast it was all moving, but I didn’t want to stop.

He curled down to crush his lips onto mine again as I unbuttoned his pants, then yanked the waistband of them down, bringing his boxers with them. His mighty, thick cock sprung out at me, and my eyes widened as I wrapped my palm around it. I slowly slid to my knees and took him into my mouth.

He moaned deeply and reached behind me, unzipping my dress as I sucked his cock. I coated him with wetness before I pulled back and let the dress drop down over my shoulders, exposing my breasts.

As soon as I was naked, I released him and climbed on top, straddling him. His hands guided me into place and made sure I understood his power, his strength. At any moment, he could control me. Knowing that he could do that only made me wetter, and I positioned myself above him, reaching behind me to manually move his cock into place.

Slowly, I sank down, letting my body adjust as he filled me in a way I had never felt before. My pussy stretched to accommodate him, and my eyes clenched shut as I rode the line of ecstasy. I sank down until I couldn’t anymore and then rocked up on him. When I came back down, he slid easier into me. Deeper. My body sparked with pleasure as I rode him.

Time ceased to have meaning as our bodies explored each other. What could have been ten minutes or ten hours passed in a tantric display of erotic climax, my body roiling as it experienced one orgasm after another. Sweat rolled down the center of my back as he carried me into his room, laid me down on his bed, and pounded into me with an animalistic fury.

He was near release, and I craved it. Our eyes burned into one another as he fucked me, his hips rocking into me with passion and desperation. A roar built in his chest, and I found myself crashing into the most powerful, earth-shattering climax of my life as he exploded into me. My thighs trembled, and I cried out with what voice I had control of as we came together, then collapsed in one another’s arms.

I woke up a while later with Carter’s arms wrapped around me. He nuzzled in close, and I let out a little groan.

“I should probably get going home,” I said.

“You don’t have to. Stay here for a while longer.”

“I’d like to.”

“Then do.”

I laughed. “I can’t.”

“Sure you can. We can just stay right here like this for the weekend.”

I kissed him. “Rain check. I’m supposed to hang out with the girls tomorrow night.”

He let out a heavy, dramatic sigh and dropped his head to my chest. I laughed and ran my fingers through his hair.