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I slid my hands down to her waist, laughing. “Are you going to help me undress?”
“I’d be delighted to,” she said. She started tugging on my slacks. I couldn’t help but to grin at her eagerness. Megyn flicked her eyes up to me. “We have to be done before our friends come over.”
I wasn’t going to argue with that, though I would gladly make those two wait outside if I had to. Some things were just too important to miss out on.
CHAPTER34
MEGYN
Iled Carter to the bedroom by his tie and tugged him inside, then kicked the door shut behind us. I turned back to him and he was already there, shoving me up against the door and kissing me with fervent urgency. His lips pressed down hard on mine, devoured them.
I moaned into his mouth and wrapped my arms around his neck, holding on tightly while our lips danced and collided between us. I pressed my hips to his, felt the heat of his erection rubbing between my legs. I wriggled and grinded against him, my eyes closing from how good it felt. Sparks pulsated deep inside me, ignited by the push and press of our bodies together.
“Carter,” I moaned, arching my back and rubbing harder on him. I spread my legs, lifted one to wrap around his waist. His hard manhood nudged right over my jeans-clad slit, almost driving me crazy with anticipation. He was right there, so close, and I couldn’t have him.
Carter made a soft growling sound and pushed his body harder on mine, pressing my rear to the door. I trembled all over and skimmed my hands down his back to his butt and pulled him even closer to me, grinding harder on him. I was his. I belonged to him. Nothing had ever been clearer to me than right there in that moment when I was at the mercy of his lust.
Carter thrust his tongue into my mouth and bucked his hips on mine. I gasped into his mouth and gripped him tighter with my leg. He pushed his fingers into my hair, curled them around the strands and held tight.
I worked my hands around to the front of him and tugged on his zipper, undoing the button. I shoved his pants down by the waistband and then did the same to his underwear, though I struggled at first to get those down over his huge erection. I had to hold him in my hand and guide him out of the way.
Carter groaned at my touch and rubbed himself in my hand. I slid my hand up and down his length a single time, all the way from the base of his shaft to his swollen, needful tip. I was also beginning to feel pretty swollen and needful myself. Being trapped in my clothes was suddenly aggravating and I wriggled around, trying to get out of them.
Carter stepped out of his pants and underwear, kicking them out of the way. He grabbed the hem of my shirt and said, “Allow me,” and then yanked it up and over my head in one fell swoop. My breasts came free, making him gasp. “No bra?”
I blushed and giggled, rubbing my breasts on his chest. “I took it off as soon as I came home. I wanted to surprise you. Did it work?”
“Did it!” he exclaimed. Carter held my breasts in his hands, squeezing and massaging them. My nipples tingled as he rubbed them, hardening. “You had this planned the whole time.”
“I did,” I admitted, and giggled more. I pushed myself to his hands, my heartbeat skipping.
“You sexy thing you.” Still holding my breasts, Carter leaned in closer and kissed me hard. “You know you have me wrapped around your little finger, don’t you?”
I nodded.
“Good. That’s just the way I like it.” Carter grabbed my hand and pulled me over to bed. I undid my jeans on the way and walked out of them, fully nude by the time we reached our destination.
We rolled onto the bed together in a tangle of limbs, wrapped around each other. Our lips met again and we kissed while our bodies pressed and rubbed together, sliding over each other in a mimic of sex. I couldn’t get enough of touching him, running my hands over his body everywhere I could reach. He moved and arched in response to my touch, his tongue flicking around in my mouth.
His erection throbbed hot and hard on my thigh.
Suddenly, I couldn’t endure the wait any longer. I needed him and I needed him right then. I groaned out a soft swear and grabbed his hips, trying to pull him on top of me.
Carter resisted for a moment and kept kissing me, deliberately tormenting me. I couldn’t shift his greater weight and let out a longer, louder groan. Laughing at me, he gave in and rolled over on top of me.
Our bodies fit together so well that the tip of him pressed between my lips, spreading me just the slightest, just enough to drive me crazy. He had always been the one to nudge me outside of my comfort zone and now I felt myself losing control for him, turning into a wild and sex-crazed woman I hardly recognized as myself. But I wasn’t afraid of what he would think. He loved me. Accepted me. He always had and I was certain he always would.
I grabbed Carter’s butt and thrust myself on him.
Carter moved with me, pushing himself inside me. Our bodies rocked and we worked at each other back and forth until he was buried inside me, our thighs pushing together.
I panted, breathless, my body twisting and writhing uncontrollably on his spear. He filled me, pressed on me in all the right ways. I couldn’t get enough. I bucked my body on his, lifting my butt up off the mattress.
Sliding his hands underneath me, Carter pulled me even harder against him. We pushed together, our bodies locked, grinding, writhing, friction generating powerful heat.
“I love you,” Carter rasped. He looked down at me with his hair crazy, hanging in his eyes.
I placed my hand on his cheek, the hairs of his beard prickling my palm. “I love you,” I whispered back. I thrust on him, felt his manhood hit against the back of me. A spasm shook my whole body and I thrust again right away, and then again, rebounding each time with more force, greater urgency.