“Please what, princess?” I tease, dragging my tongue over her clit in slow, wicked circles. “You want me to make you come with my mouth? Want me to tongue-fuck this needy little hole until you soak my beard?”
Her legs shake underneath my hands, her fingers fly into my hair, tugging me closer.
“Say it, baby,” I say, pressing a kiss to her clit. “Tell me what you want.” I groan against her, my lips still teasing that sensitive bundle of nerves.
“Please eat my pussy, Carter.”
“Good girl.” I moan, devouring her, eating her like it’s my last fucking meal, licking and sucking until her thighs are clenching around my ears. She’s damn near screaming my name by the time I ease two fingers inside, curling them just right.
“You like that?” I rasp against her clit. “You gonna come all over my fucking face, darlin’?”
She chokes out a yes, falling apart in my hands, and I don’t stop until I feel her pulse around my fingers.
I wipe my mouth, still tasting her on my tongue, and I crawl up onto the bed without breaking eye contact. My body hovers over hers for a beat, just long enough to feel herbreath catch, before I drop back onto the pillows, my legs spread wide, cock heavy and aching.
“Come here,” I say, patting my chest, “take what you want.”
She starts to move to me, tortuously slow, and I groan, fucking losing it already. I stroke myself slowly, watching her pupils blow wide with want.
“Get on top, baby,” I murmur, lips curled into a smirk. “Ride this cock nice and slow. I want to watch those pretty tits bounce while you fuck me.”
She lets out a shallow gasp, the mattress shifting under her weight. Her fingers trail slowly across my thighs, leaving a path of fire in their wake, each touch pulling a quiet groan deep in my chest. She crawls onto my lap with that same infuriating smirk, still wearing my goddamn hat.
My hand grabs the brim of my hat, still resting on her head. “Keep the fucking hat on, Catalina,” I snarl, wrapping a hand around her throat, not squeezing, just letting her feel me. “Fuck—baby, please. Don’t take it off. You have no idea what you do to me lookin’ like that.”
“You begging, cowboy?”
“Yeah, I’m begging,” I say. “Please, baby, just ride me already.”
She bites her lower lip as she wraps her hand around my cock, teasing it along her entrance before sinking down on me—inch by inch—savoring every second.
My head tips back as she sinks onto me, every nerve in my body short-circuiting. My eyes flutter shut, trying to keep it together—but fuck, the feel and sight of her alone is going to make me combust.
“Goddamn, Catalina,” I grit out, gripping her hips. “You fit me so fucking well. Like this pussy was made for me.”
Every roll of her hips sinks me deeper, her tight, soakedpussy strangles my cock like she was fucking made to take me. I grip her waist, my fingers digging in like I’m trying to anchor myself, like maybe if I hold her hard enough, I won’t lose my fucking mind.
But, I am losing my fucking mind.
Her tits are bouncing in front of me, pretty shades of pink, pebbled nipples begging for my mouth. I lean up, my tongue sliding over her nipple before I suck it deep, groaning when she moans and grinds into me harder. I take my time with her, swirling my tongue around the sensitive peak before dragging my lips over it again, licking, sucking, grazing it with a careful bite that makes her gasp.
Her nails grip my shoulders. “Carter.”
I thrust up once, just to feel the way her walls strangle me in response. My head slams back against the pillow, a sound ripping from my throat so loud it doesn’t sound human. My body’s burning, my cock’s throbbing with every pulse of her cunt wrapped around me, milking me like she wants to keep me inside her forever.
“You feel that?” I struggle to say. “This cock’s fuckin’ yours. All of it. No one’s ever—fuck—ever taken me like this.”
She leans over me, sweat-slick skin brushing mine, her fingers curling around my jaw to make me look at her.
“Can’t talk,” I breathe out. “You ride me like that, wearing my hat, baby, and I swear I’ll give you anything.”
She leans in close, her lips brushing mine. “Feel good, baby?”
I can’t even answer. I’m too far gone. She quickens the pace, her moans filling the room, and I sit up, wrapping my arms around her as I drive my cock deeper into her with every thrust.
“Fu–Fuck, Catalina. Baby, you feel so fucking good.” I groan.
“Carter I’m–I’m gonna–”
