“Come.” He set his thumb on her clit and rubbed it in fast little circles. “Come with me, Leah.”
She had no choice. His touch was wicked and his thick cock so deep.
With a cry, she released all the pent-up pressure. It burst from her pussy and flew from her clit. Searing hot fingers of ecstasy raged over her skin and tightened all her muscles.
He threw back his head, released a strangled roar, and went deeper. His cock throbbed, the root stretching her entrance.
Leah cried out as another climactic wave sent spasms through her pussy. She gripped the side of the counter with one hand, and with the other, she clutched his forearm.
He didn’t let up rubbing her clit. It was so much it almost hurt, but a good hurt, and she rode with it, feeling his muscles work beneath the flesh on his arm.
“Ah, fuck,” he grunted, opening his eyes and staring at her face. “Fuck, Leah … you are…”
She was breathing hard. Focusing wasn’t easy as her climax continued to pulsate through her. “Carter.”
He released her clit and tipped forward, claiming her mouth hungrily.
She clutched his shoulders, pulling him as close as she could get him. Her breasts connected with his chest, and she moaned long and low.
He pushed her hair back from her hot brow with one hand, and with the other, he cupped her right ass cheek and clamped her to him.
She moaned. Sex had never been so good. Sex had never been so utterly satisfying.
The question was, though, would once with Carter be enough?
Chapter Eight
“You’re a tempting little minx,” Carter said. “All wet and sexy like that.”
“I thought a big, bad biker like you would be able to resist a little water on a little dress.”
He made a deep, throaty sound and clasped her ass tighter. “A completely soaked, skin-tight dress that left nothing to my damn imagination. Fuck, Leah, I’m only human.”
She smiled, enjoying his weight over her and the lust that was still evident in his deep voice. “I guess it was time for me to end my sex drought.”
“Yeah, I’d say you’re pretty damn wet, inside and out.” He ground up against her and kissed her again.
Leah groaned. She was on such a high. She didn’t want him to withdraw. She wanted to fuck and fuck until they couldn’t stand up, couldn’t breathe, couldn’t do anything else. It was as though a dam of need had been released, flooding her with hunger. She’d been satisfied once, and she’d need it again.
Soon.
He broke the kiss and straightened. “I wanna stay inside you.” He smoothed his hand over her flat belly then beneath her ass, so he was holding both butt cheeks with his cock still seated deep. “But I need to fix that faucet.”
“Really?” She squirmed on his cock. “You’d rather play with tools than me?”
He groaned and dipped his head, his hair flopping forward. “Of course not, but for the record, I recover quickly, so you better make sure you do.”
He pulled out, his cock shiny and still hard. “Fuck, there’s the proof that I still want you.” He took his cock in his fist and stepped away.
Leah pushed to sitting with her legs dangling over the counter. She was hot and breathing fast. She was slick between her legs. Thank goodness she’d continued with her six-monthly contraceptive shots because they’d suited her system.
He pulled up his pants, tucking himself away and doing up his leather belt. “Oh, and it’s been a while for me too.”
“What?”
He chuckled. “Not since I fucked, but since I went bareback, so you’re okay. I’m clean.”
“Er, good, me too.”