Chapter Ten Playing in the Snow #2
“Don’t worry about that,” he says. He strips down to his underwear, then shoves those down, releasing his hardening cock. At the sight, my mouth starts to water. “You can’t really see the hot tub from the house unless you're standing on the back deck. My candy cane is for your eyes only.”
I’m only half-listening because I’m too busy ogling his naked body and dick. He steps down into the bubbling water, then turns back and looks up at me with a smirk.
“What are you waiting for, Star? Don’t tell me you’re scared.”
I glare at him and begin stripping. I’m not fucking scared!
The moment the cold air meets my bare skin, I shiver and shriek. Once all my clothes are off, I hurry into the water to warm back up.
“Oh, my God,” I sigh, sinking into the steamy heat. “That feels amazing.”
“I told you.” Carson reaches for me, grabbing hold of my waist. He sits back on a ledge beneath the water and pulls me onto his lap. “Now, where were we?”
Grinning, I tilt my chin up and he kisses me again. There’s nothing slow and soft about it this time. We’re both too turned on for that.
As our tongues tangle, he cups my breast and pinches my nipple, making me moan. The delicious contrast of the cold air and hot water is only making me more aware of my body, and I feel more sensitive than usual.
“You like that, Star?” Carson asks in a low voice as he roughly palms my breasts. “You like when I play with your tits, don’t you?”
“Yeah, I do.” I sound breathless, but I don’t care.
The feel of his large hand on my body is fucking heaven.
When I tilt my head to the side, he runs his lips along my throat, leaving a hot trail that has me squeezing my thighs together beneath the water.
“I like it better when you don’t narrate everything you do. ”
“Liar. You think my voice is sexy.”
Ah, fuck me… I do.
“Are you getting wet, baby?”
“Yes, I’m fucking soaked,” I hiss. There’s no point in lying. “Carson, touch me…”
“Where?” I feel him grinning against my neck. He enjoys making me squirm.
“My pussy. Pleassssse…”
He drops his hand from my breast and slips it down my belly. I part my legs without hesitation and when his fingers brush along my clit, a small cry slips from my mouth.
“Fuck, you need it bad, don’t you?” His hot breath caresses my ear.
I nod. “Mmmhmmmm. So stop screwing around and fuck me already.”
He runs his fingers along my folds and I melt against him.
“Tsk, tsk. You didn’t say please.”
“Inside.” I run my tongue along his chin. “Please put them inside me.”
There’s a low rumble in his chest and I know my eagerness is pleasing him.
“Whatever you need,” he tells me. “You just have to ask.”
He slips two fingers inside my pussy and I jerk in his arms as pleasure pulses through me. I love the feel of him moving his thick fingers inside me, stretching me and reaching deep, but it’s still not enough. Not thick enough. Not deep enough.
“Carson,” I groan. “I want your cock.”
“I know, baby.” He presses a lingering kiss to my temple. “You’ll get it, but I want to watch you cum first.”
He pumps his fingers in and out of me while his thumb rubs my clit. The man knows exactly where and how to touch me to get me off—sometimes I think he knows my body better than I do.
“Yes, yes! Just like that.” I can feel my orgasm beginning to build deep in my belly. “Don’t stop. Keep rubbing my clit.”
“Cum for me, Star,” he orders. “Cum all over my fingers.”
My body seizes as my orgasm slams through me. I start to cry out loudly, but Carson covers my mouth with his other hand, muffling the sound. He continues fucking me with his fingers, drawing out my release until I can’t take it anymore and try to wiggle out of his grasp.
“Not so fast,” he chuckles. “We’re not done yet.”
He pulls his fingers from my pussy and grabs my hips, adjusting me so I’m straddling his lap. His cock presses against my entrance and he yanks me down onto him, entering me in one swift motion.
“Fuck!” Yes! This is what I need. He’s so deep inside me and my body eagerly clings to him, my pussy squeezing around him.
“Shit, Star,” he growls, his fingers digging into my hips. “You feel so fucking good.”
Bracing my hands on his shoulders, I begin to move, too impatient to wait for him to start. He groans and lets his head fall back. I undulate my hips with so much force, water splashes out of the tub onto the concrete surrounding it.
“That’s so good, baby,” he tells me through gritted teeth. “Ride that cock. Fuck, just like that.”
My lips find his and I kiss him wildly, completely lost in the pleasure consuming me. He thrusts up into me, stealing my breath. Our bodies slam together, the water rolling around us like a tempest, and soon enough, I can feel myself rushing toward my second orgasm.
“Oh, God,” I moan against his mouth. “I’m going to cum again.”
“Do it, baby. Then I’ll pump you so full of my cum, it’ll be dripping out of your pussy for hours.”
I let out a cry that he captures with another kiss and my release hits me like a fucking truck. Wave after wave of pleasure washes through me, mirroring the water in the tub around us. I whimper and moan, my pussy squeezing him, wanting to milk him … and that’s apparently more than he can resist.
With a snarl, he thrusts up into me hard and I feel him explode. He coats my insides with his hot cum and it makes me tremble with delight.
“Oh, fuck,” he gasps, his body relaxing around me. “That was so fucking good, Star.”
“Yeah it was.” I slump against his chest, letting the last of my spasms make their way through me.
We stay like that for several long moments, wrapped around each other, soaking in the hot water and the afterglow.
At length, Carson lets out a long sigh. “I suppose we should go back inside. The others have probably noticed we’re missing by now.”
I nod, slowly sitting up so I can meet his gaze. “Yeah, I suppose we should. They’re going to think we’re either fucking or building a snowman. Maybe both.”
“We could build a pair of fucking snowmen and have an orgy.”
I tap his forehead. “That’s why I love you. You’re a fucking artist.”
He gives me a lazy grin. “I gotta say, this has been a much better Christmas than our last one. I missed you like crazy when you were stuck in New York.”
I smile softly. “I missed you too. This Christmas has definitely been way better. I still can’t believe you guys did all this.”
“Star, you’ve gotta know by now that I’d do anything to make you happy. I love you.”
My heart clenches. Cupping his face, I give him a tender kiss before whispering, “I know. I love you too.”
It takes us a few more minutes to gather up the will power to get out of the tub. Carson dries us off with his shirt, then we get dressed and he quickly zips his coat up to cover his bare chest. Grabbing my hand, he leads me to the back deck and through the sliding glass doors into the house.
“There they are!” Zander booms into the karaoke microphone as soon as we walk inside.
Everyone turns from Jensen, standing at center stage in front of the fireplace, to face us. I can tell by their grins and waggling brows that they don’t think we were out there building a snowman.
“What took you guys so long?” Rylee asks in a teasing tone.
“Why’s your hair all wet?” Sutton joins in. “Are you holding your shirt, Carson?”
“That’s our boy!” Owen whoots.
Everyone laughs and Carson flips them all off. I laugh, pushing onto my tiptoes so I can kiss his cheek, which is turning dark red as our friends continue to tease us.