ardless of how weak my body feels.
He’s driving into me recklessly, his hips bucking like an animal. My legs are spread as wide as they can go, my hips sore from the pressure and my pussy creaming with every pump. Carter is going from grunting to growling to groaning, his abs tight as he crashes into me. I know he’s only a few strokes away, but I wasn’t expecting his orders.
“You’re gonna cum with me,” he says and I know he means it.
Closing my eyes, I focus on the waves building in me. Thinking back to all we’ve been through in these short weeks, I feel the orgasm take on new life. This is more than sex, it’s the culmination of so much fantasizing and dreaming. It’s what I’ve wanted for so long and its finally happening.
From first watching his show to dancing for him in that private room. He was so sexy, so unattainable, but I could see the effect I had on him within minutes. His cock was bulging before we even made it to the private room. I got him off so quickly when I decided it was time for him to explode, and he was dead set on returning the favor even though I didn’t care.
It was nothing like his previous experiences with women, and he was nothing like my previous experiences with men. After weeks of waiting and teasing it was all finally happening, and not a moment too soon. Hearing him lose himself inside me was the most satisfying sound in the world. With my eyes clenched I try to etch the sound of his moans into my memory.
“Fuck! Ashley! Oh fuck!” He begins and I pull him closer as he buries his face into my neck. With his mouth so close to my ear, my pussy clenches to every whine he makes, even the ones under his breath as he mutters in ecstasy.
My orgasm begins to take over before I’m even ready, there’s just something about his pleasure that causes me to lose control. I can’t help it and I don’t want to. He’s so sexy, so controlling, so dominating, but for me he melts like chocolate, and that makes me feel like the sexiest woman in the world.
“I’m cumming for you, baby!” I yell, my climax just at the edge.
“Fuck yeah! Let me feel it, Ashley,” he growls.
“Carter! Carter! Carter, baby!” I yell, my pelvis thrusting forward quickly, my clit desperate for the friction.
Abruptly, he slams into me, stilling as his pelvis presses against my clit, causing me to moan uncontrollably. Lost to the release, I don’t hear or feel anything but my own pleasure, which is off the charts. I’m just beginning to regain my thinking when I feel his cock twitch and spasm inside of me. The warm cream oozing from his cock, deep in my pussy.
“Oh, fuck, baby,” he groans in that weak tone I love to hear so much.
Together, we lie, holding each other tightly as our bodies pant in unison. After a marathon love making session, we’re both spent, drenched in sweat as his semen begins to slide out of me. Carter pulls out of me, flipping onto his back beside me as the warm, thick gel like cream slides down my thigh.
Reaching his hand between my legs, he pushes the semen back inside me with his fingers, and I grab his hand and bring it to my mouth, licking the cream from his fingertips as his eyelids grow heavy, his blue eyes clouding with lust.
Both of our addictions flare as we gaze at each other, knowing we won’t be leaving the bed for a really long time, if ever. There’s nothing else I need in this world and from the looks of things, Carter doesn’t need more than me.
We are enough for each other, more than enough actually. We fulfill every dream and fantasy, and that gives us everything we could possibly desire. He’s the man of my dreams, and he’s my man, what could be better than that.
“Worth the wait?” he asks with raised eyebrows.
“Don’t brag,” I tease him. He knows he over performed. I came more times than I could count.
“I love you, Ashley,” he turns to me, his eyes suddenly serious.
“I love you, Carter Blaine,” I look deeply into those beautiful eyes and he smirks before reaching over to me.
With one hand on each of my cheeks, he pulls me into him and presses his lips against mine, passionately kissing me with everything he’s got left. If I had to guess I would imagine this is his silent way of letting me know that I was worth the wait, and he will never have any idea how much that means to me.
Epilogue - Ashley
One year later…
I sit next to Carter on the black sand beaches in Hawaii. This has to be the most perfect honeymoon ever. The entire beach is ours for the next two weeks. Yeah, two billion dollars will do that for you—plus the billions that Carter accumulated over the years on Head Hunter.
He’s crazy rich, and we don’t have to work another day in our lives if we don’t want to. I’ve handed over management of my seduction business to Lorraine. I’m still the CEO, but I won’t have much of an active role in day-to-day operations. Especially once the baby comes.
Carter leans over and rests his hand on my belly, which is only just starting to show—but only if you know that’s what you’re looking for.
The past year has been the most amazing ever. Carter and I have hot sex every single day—usually two or three times. And OMG is he like seriously a God in bed. You’d never know he’d been a virgin before me. He fucks like a champ. I am one lucky woman.
“What are you thinking about?” he asks, dropping his mouth to my tit and playing with the nipple with his teeth. They’re extra sensitive since I got pregnant, but that only makes it even better. And yeah, we’re totally naked on this beach. What’s the point of renting out an entire beach if you can’t walk around naked with your twelve-inch cock husband?
“Just about how good you are to me,” I reply. He is. In and out of the bedroom. He’s everything I imagined he could be, and more. When I first read the file on Carter Blaine, I knew in my heart that he was something special, that he was quite the catch. And now he’s mine. Forever.