Chapter 13 – Carr
Chapter Thirteen
CARR
I let her get a few blows in because she looks extremely hot on her knees, her sleep shirt pulling across her magnificent breasts, her cheeks flushed and eyes sparkling. After the fourth whack, I catch the pillow in one hand and tug. She tumbles forward into my arms. I let the pillow fall to the side and hold her in place, her tits mashed against my chest, her legs splayed on either side of my hips. A little thrust upward and I could rub my erection against her soft core.
“Didn’t anyone tell you that it’s dangerous to take on someone twice your size?”
“You’re not twice my size.”
“I am. You just haven’t paid enough attention to me to figure that out, but in this position, I think you can do a hands-on exploration and make a new and educated assessment.” I stroke her back, stopping just short of the rise of her ass. Her breath hitches as I splay my fingers out. “You’re a small girl, Addison, and very breakable, but I’m a careful man.”
She rubs her lips together. “Are you?”
“I’ve never hurt someone that didn’t deserve it.”
“But that means you have hurt people, only you make the judgment as to who gets away unharmed.”
“Don’t be afraid of me, Addison.” I brush the hair away from her eyes. “I want what you want.”
“And what’s that?”
“This.” I rise up and capture her mouth. She stills but doesn’t draw away. I run my tongue along the seam of her lips, and when her mouth parts, I dive in. She tastes sweet and fresh, the remnants of her toothpaste mixing in with her natural essence. There’s too much between us. I sweep my hand under her ass and lift her up so I can remove the comforter, the pillows, all of it until it’s just her thin sleep shorts and my boxers separating us. The heat from her pussy scorches through the fabric. A moan escapes me when I feel her cunt convulse against my cock. She wants this. She might be afraid to say it, afraid because she’s a rule follower, a righteous girl who views sleeping with her boss as a scandalous misdeed. That’s okay because she doesn’t have to say a word. I can read her body perfectly.
I keep my mouth attached to hers and let my hands do the exploring. I sweep under the loose sleep shirt and run my hands over her lithe back. There are small muscles there she’s developed from carrying Violet and lifting all the baby goods. I count the ridges of her spine with my fingers until I reach the base of her back.
I pause, waiting for her to move away, to signal that she’s not ready, but she inhales and holds her breath too. I slide my fingers under the elastic waistband of her shorts, over the curve of her ass until my fingers meet the wet heat of her sex.
“I—” she starts to say.
“Want more? I’ve got you.” I slip the tip of my middle finger inside her tight, tight channel. She rocks slightly, and my finger goes in deeper. Then I lift her ass with my other hand, showing her how to ride my finger. Her body starts to tremble. I add another finger and hold her tightly, stroking her sensitive walls with each thrust. She makes another small sound and breaks away from my mouth to drop her forehead on my shoulder.
I bite the delectable space along the slope of her neck and then lave the wound with my tongue. She shudders.
“It’s so much,” she whispers.
“Let me take care of you. It’s going to feel so good. Put yourself in my hands. I’m going to put another finger inside of you. It’s going to make you feel full, but you’re so small, baby. I’m going to make you ready for me. Here we go.”
She gasps at the intrusion.
“Perfect. Doesn’t that feel good? Keep riding me. I’m going to kiss your breasts now. You hold them for me, okay? Cup those beauties in your hands and sit back. I’m still holding you. I’ve got you. Don’t worry.”
She leans back. Her skin is flushed with excitement from her cheeks to her chest. I want inside of her so badly. My cock is aching for her.
I dip my head and take one of her nipples into my mouth. The soft skin hardens almost immediately. I bite down, and she cries out. Her cunt spasms around my fingers. I suck hard, taking long draws. There’s a direct line between her tits and her cunt, and I will be exploiting this in the future. Right now, she’s on the cusp. She’s straining for her release. Her back is stiff. Her neck is arched. Her hips swivel as she tries to find the right thing to send her over the edge.
“You need to come, don’t you? You want that sweet release. I’m going to give it to you.” I drag my fingers along the wall of her channel until I find the small, soft patch of skin. She gasps. “This is your honey spot.”
“Oh, oh!”
“That’s right.” I curl my fingertips. “Let go, darling. Let go.”
She lets out a small cry. I slam my mouth over hers and swallow her noise. I thrust my whole body upward, driving my fingers hard into her. She explodes, her cum covering my fingers, drenching my hand. I keep going until her shaky body slumps against me. Her forehead is slightly damp from her body’s exertions. A shiver shakes her spine. I ease out of her and slide down until we are flat on the bed. My fingers are still coated with her essence.
“Let’s see what you taste like.” I suck my digits dry, savoring the spicy flavor. “Next time, I’ll tongue you until you come.” And then you’ll be ready for me.