That was all it took.
Clothes were torn off and thrown somewhere in his bedroom.
His eyes devoured my uncovered body, as I did the same.
My eyes locked onto his hard cock.
I licked my lips at the sight of it.
And then I looked up at Carter, only to see his eyes on mine, and then he bent, wrapped his hands around the backs of my thighs, and lifted me.
My legs locked around his waist; I leaned forward and kissed him.
Our tongues came out, and danced, and then I realized we were moving, but we never stopped kissing.
Passion.
Hunger.
You could feel it in the air.
It was heady, filled with excitement.
I felt something soft cover my back as he lowered me down.
His lips moved from mine as he broke our kiss, to trail over my cheek, down my neck, and then to my breasts.
He rested himself between my thighs, as he placed his hands on my waist and slowly moved them up, wrapping them around my breasts.
My body jerked when his thumbs brushed over my nipples.
“Dreamed about these tits, baby.” He said.
“Yeah?” I asked as a smile crept across my face.
I watched as his head lowered, and then he took one nipple into his mouth, tonguing it, teasing it.
His other hand was caressing my other nipple.
And when my hips lifted to rub my sex against him, I swear I felt him smile, and then he moved his attention to my other nipple.
Against my skin, he whispered, “Yeah.”
Would it be wrong if I had no clue as to why he just said yeah?
His hand left my breast as it traveled lower, “Dreamt about this pussy, baby.”
“Yeah?” I asked as I smiled.
I felt his head come up, and then I locked my eyes with his. He winked, “Oh yeah.”
“Keep your eyes locked with mine, alright?”
I nodded.
And then when I felt his fingers trail through my sex, I felt my breath catch.
But I didn’t take my eyes from his.
