“But baby, where would be the fun in that?” I press my pelvis against hers, my bulge against her wet pussy. I cup her huge tits through her dress, nipping with my teeth at her nipples through the material. Her eyes roll back in pleasure despite her exasperation with me.
“It’s indecent,” she whispers, her head falling back.
“That’s why you love it,” I whisper back, and kiss her neck, then lick her behind one ear. “That’s why you loved what I did to you last night. You know, when I fingered your ass.”
“It was wrong, Conor,” Carrie hisses again, but the conviction has gone out of her voice. Her hands are on my buckle now, and I know she’s in my power.
“It was disgusting and wrong,” she mewls, but her fingers are pulling desperately at my zipper, and she pulls it down, letting my rock hard boner spring free from its confines. I groan as she folds her soft hand around its hardness, jerking it towards her. My hands rush at her dress, bunching it up just high enough to expose her pussy. I wrench her panties to the side, tearing them and not caring that our parents are in the other room. Because this woman means the world to me … and I’m not going to stop until I get her.
Chapter Eleven
Carrie
I don’t know what came first; the huge hardness of his cock pushing into the wet tightness of my cunt, or his hands reaching around to cup my ass and lift me onto the counter. It all happens so fast and smooth. He gropes my ass tighter and yanks me towards him with a groan, impaling his cock to the hilt into me in one swift thrust.
“I want you balls-deep, Carrie,” he growls into my hair, thrusting hard into my creaming twat. I suppress a moan of delight as he fills me up.
“We have to be quiet,” I whisper hoarsely. “They could come in any minute.”
“Don’t worry,” he growls. “This will be over soon.” And I know he’s right, as he releases one of my ass cheeks to press his thumb down on my clit as he fucks me up against the counter, rubbing at it gently. I suppress another moan, feeling my own wetness running down my thighs.
“I’m going to make you cum, Carrie,” he groans into my ear, fucking me faster. “I’m going to make you cum so hard, and you won’t make a sound.” I lift my legs up around his waist to let him in even deeper, and moan quietly as the head of his cock rubs against a delicious spot.
“Oh yeah, just like that,” I whisper hoarsely, allowing him to rock me back and forth along the length of his cock, making my tits sway. “Oh Conor.” I watch his eyes, full of lust, as they watch my swaying tits, and he fucks me harder, making them jiggle.
“Shit Carrie,” he groans, a note of desperation now in his deep voice. “Just watching your tits do that can make me explode inside you.” He rubs my clit faster with his thumb, his fist grasping my soft ass like a handle.
“Faster. Harder!” I mewl at him as I near the brink. He fucks me forcefully, sending a plate next to me on the counter smashing to the floor, but in my rapture, I don’t care. I feel his balls lift against my ass as he continues pounding my pussy, and I know this will soon be over for him. He sinks his teeth into my tit and bites, groaning. It makes my pussy contract around his cock and he’s fucking me so hard now that I’m coming, muffling my screams with my fist. He grabs me by the shoulder and then erupts with a low growl, that cock spasming as hot juices flow into my sweetest spot. I love it all, my pussy milking him of that virile sperm as Conor utters another low moan.
But the satisfaction is short-lived.
Mom’s scream tears through the kitchen from the living room door and Conor and I freeze.
“Carrie?” comes Mom’s sudden shocked outburst.
“Conor!” is Henry’s rage-filled roar.
I instantly sit up in the painful silence that ensues, pushing Conor away from me as I pull my dress down, trying to cover my boobs in a desperate attempt to keep my dignity. But it’s too late. Shame washes over me in waves, each one more devastating than the last. I feel my face flush from my hairline to my neck. Mom is standing in the door opening, her hands clasped to her mouth, her face pale and eyes wide in shock as she stares at my semi-naked body. I avert my eyes.
“What the hell do you think you’re doing!” Henry bellows at Conor. But Conor doesn’t meet his eye. He meets no one’s eye. He stands up straight with his back towards everyone, tucking his cock back into his jeans. He turns around as he zips them up.