Seven
Natasha
His kiss sent shivers down my spine. The chiseled strength of his muscles pressed into my body as his hands rose up my sides. I crept my touch up his chest, undoing every button of his shirt on the way up. I slid the fabric from his shoulders, allowing it to fall to the marbled floor underneath my feet.
His hands gripped my ass, hoisting me against the door. I wrapped my legs around him as my hands rushed to his hair. I could feel myself beginning to pant. I could feel my tits rising to painful peaks. I could feel the heat gathering between my legs as he pinned me to the door with his throbbing muscles.
We kissed until my lips began to swell against his. They traveled down his cheek, nipping at his earlobe as I gasped. His touch was electrifying. It sparked a fire in my toes that rushed up the backs of my legs. I ground my hips into him, feeling his cock throb to life against my clothed leg.
I could feel myself shaking as he pulled me away from the door.
He carried me up the steps, our silent bodies passing by the rooms of his children. He walked me all the way down the hallway and into a darkened room, then closed the door behind us with his foot. My lips were everywhere on him. His sculpted shoulder and his pulsing veins. I raked my teeth along his skin as he groaned, his knees hitting his mattress.
He laid me down softly. Gently. Fluttering my hair out over the cool sheets as I sighed with relief.
He took great care in undressing me. His hands worked slowly. Torturously. His lips traced the smoothness of my stomach as he pulled my pants off. He hooked his fingers into my panties and rid me of the wet fabric. He kissed up my thighs, sparking a heat in my gut as he grew closer to my pussy.
Closer to where I needed him the most.
He settled between my legs in the pitch-black room. I couldn't see him. I couldn't see anything. All I could do was feel him. Feel his pulsing muscles and his hands as they wrapped around my thighs. All I could do was feel his tongue lapping up my slit as I arched into his face. He pressed his tongue into my clit, curling my toes as my thighs clamped around his cheeks.
Then, he began his assault.
Licking and sucking. Flicking and raking. His tongue felt glorious and it seemed to hold the whole of my pussy on its surface. I could feel my juices dripping down his smoothed chin as his five o’clock shadow slid against my thighs. It was too much. So much, and yet I wanted more. I reached down and fisted his hair, drawing him closer as I bucked into his lips.
I wanted to moan. I wanted to cry out. I wanted to chant his name and grunt into the room. But I bit down onto my lower lip and stifled my sounds, worried we might wake the children.
Worried they might spoil this moment we had.
I could feel my skin crawling with need. Carter kept pulling me closer to him. Close enough to bury his tongue deep into my pussy. My eyes screwed shut and a choked groan escaped between my lips. My back bowed like an over-tuned violin as the heat built behind my pelvis.
“Carter. A little… just… oh! Yes…”
Pleasure crashed through my veins as silver stars burst in my vision. He pressed his tongue deep into my clit, rubbing it side to side with his thick tongue. My legs twitched, and my body shook. He pinned my hips to the bed, so he could clean up every last drop I had to offer him. I could hear him swallowing me down. Drinking me as if I was his fountain of youth.
I gasped for air as my back collapsed to the bed, my hands unraveling from his hair.
I panted into the darkened room as he pulled away from me. I heard clothes clattering to the floor as I tried to move my legs. My body felt heavy. Like a weighted blanket had been settled over my limbs. I whimpered as I felt the mattress shift, then instantly I was pinned onto my back.
My hands were over my head and our fingers were interlocked. I could feel his breath pulsing against my lips. I could smell my arousal upon his skin. The only thing I could see where the whites of his eyes. Staring at me as his warm, chiseled body hovered over me.
Then he dipped between my legs and sank his cock into my pussy.
His lips crashed against mine as he set a relentless pace. He swallowed my sound as I moaned and chanted his name. I could feel him grinning. His body proud and strong as he slammed into me. My juices were pouring over his cock and dripping down his balls, soaking the bed beneath us.
And yet, I wanted more.
So much more of him.
Skin slapping skin ricocheted off the corners of his darkened room. His lips kissed down my neck, leaving love bites in his wake. I could feel his teeth dragging along my pulse point, shivering my legs and curling my toes into his body. I dug my heels into the mattress, looking for leverage as I began to meet him thrust for thrust.
His face fell into the crook of my neck as his movements began to stutter.
“Natasha. You feel… so… shit.”
“Carter. Oh my gosh, Carter. Don’t stop. Harder. Go harder. Please. I’m beg-... like that. Just like that. Oh, yes. Carter.”
My breasts were jumping and my body was scooting up the bed with every stroke of his cock. My hips were burning as my hands were tingling from his tightened grip on my hands. I suckled on his lower lip, licking myself off his skin as he groaned against me.
I was so close. So close I could taste it.
His hips began to stutter as he released my hands. He planted them beside my head as he rolled deeply into my body. My hands flew to his back, my nails raking down his muscles. I could feel the red marks I was leaving behind upon his skin.
I could also feel the way he trembled against my touch.
“Do it again,” he said. “Do it again.”
I raked my nails down his sides again and he growled. Like an animal in heat. I wrapped my legs around his hips and clung to him, giving in to his assault on my body. My head fell back, and my jaw unhinged and the electricity shooting through my body was frying my brain. Drifting me into a state of nothingness as my pussy began to flutter around his cock.
My orgasm rendered me silent as my pussy swallowed his cock whole.
“Natasha. Yes. I feel it. Keep going. Oh… shit… you…”
He slid into my body one last time before he stilled. His face fell to my neck as his lips sucked on my skin and I could feel him spilling into me. My hands gripped his back and my legs locked around him. His cum was shooting from between my legs with each pump he offered me. I was soaring. Floating above the heavens while the room spun around us. I was gasping for air as I clung to his muscular form.
Then we collapsed to the bed as his body blanketed mine.