Oh, fuck. That was stupid hot.
Carson leans down to kiss me before lifting me into his arms. Wrapping my legs around his waist, I feel his length against my center. He walks us toward the fireplace as I get lost in the feel of his lips, pulling him closer as I tangle my fingers through his hair.
When he places me on the mantle of the marble fireplace and breaks our kiss, I let out a yelp. “Carson! What are you doing? It’ll break!”
“Nothing is going to break. You’re tiny, Dakota.” He stands between my legs and begins trailing kisses down my chest as he unclasps my bra with one hand and tosses it over his shoulder. The moment he takes my nipple into his mouth, my hips lurch forward, searching for friction.
Before I can plead for more, Carson reads my mind, pushing the fabric of my thong aside as he circles his fingers through my drenched entrance.
“Mmm, Austen,” he growls against my breast. He begins kissing down my stomach but looks up as he does, his eyes locking with mine are molten with desire when he says, “I need to taste you.”
“Lord, have mercy on me,” I plead but don’t realize I’ve said it out loud until I feel the vibration of Carson’s chuckle against my clit. I nearly shoot off the mantle from the sensation, but grip a hold through his hair instead.
He flattens his tongue and glides it from my opening through my slit where he begins lapping my overly sensitive clit. And in this moment, I realize I am at the mercy of no one other than Carson Wilder. When he works two fingers inside me and begins pumping them, my legs start to shake frantically as I feel the brink of my orgasm pull at my core.
“Oh, yes! Just like that,” I chant through bated breaths.
When he plunges his long fingers deeper, hitting the most delicious spot, black dots begin to spot my vision and my legs convulse against his shoulders. The moment he sucks my clit while fervently flicking my clit with his tongue, I shoot off the mantle and barrel toward an earth-shattering orgasm. Carson doesn’t miss a beat, without ever breaking his mouth from my pussy, he stands to full height while I’m on his shoulders, his fingers still thrust inside me, and holds me while I ride out my orgasm.
I’ve only just come back down to earth when he sets me on the bed and pulls my panties off. He leans over and begins kissing my inner thigh and I stop him with my foot against his shoulder. “Nuh uh,” I tsk. “It’s my turn to taste you,” I tell him.
Sitting up, I go to kneel before him when he shakes his head at me, tapping his hand on the edge of the bed as he says, “Lay on your back and put your head right here, Austen.”
I stare at him in confusion but do as he said.
“I’m big,” he starts and I cut him off with a snort.
“Thank you for pointing out the obvious,” I sass.
“Careful, Kota. I might just fuck the snark right out of that mouth of yours,” he warns.
“Promises, promises,” I say before I even realize what I’m pushing him to do.
He peers down at me and shakes his head. “Like I was saying . . . I’m big, so with your head angled like this, you should be able to take more of me.”
“What little faith you have in me, Carsey. Have you ever been given head by someone who doesn’t have a gag reflex?”
I think I hear him whimper at my question, and it makes me feel powerful, urging me on.
“Fuck my face already, Golden Boy,” I taunt.
With my head resting on the edge of the bed, Carson nudges his cock against my lips, and I open for him, licking a line from his tip to the base. When I take him into my mouth, he lets out a low groan as he bends forward and sucks my clit into his mouth again.
He thrusts his hips forward, hitting the back of my throat, and I smile around his cock when I realize I’ve taken him all. A small chuckle gets caught in my throat when he pulls back and thrusts back in. Wanting to make him lose control, to be the first to come, I roll his balls in my hand and hum around his length.
“Holy shit!” he growls against my clit.
As if he can sense the unspoken challenge between us, he wraps my legs around his head and begins to feast on my pussy.
“Hold on tight,” Carson commands before surprising the hell out of me when he lifts me off the bed, my mouth still around his cock. Again, he doesn’t miss a beat with me upside down in his arms. The feral way he is devouring me has me gushing with arousal.
I realize he’s only holding me up with one arm when he plunges his fingers back into me.
This is the hottest fucking thing that has ever happened to me.
I’ve barely a moment to think that when he begins pistoning his hips, fucking my face with fervor. I take him to the back of my throat and gently scrape my teeth along his length as he pulls back, sucking hard on his tip.
“Oh, fuck!” he grunts. “Dakota, fuck, I’m going to come.” He tries to pull away.
