And how could he tell her he'd never had as good as she gave him?
"Come here," he said, opening his arms. She crawled into his lap again, her arms around him as he held her close.
"This is nice," she whispered.
Carter agreed. "I'm going to make you come. I want to see it."
She shivered, her dampness resting against him as his body began to prepare for her. "What?" Kaitlyn sounded surprised by his words, as if she hadn't expected them.
"I want to see and feel you come, Kaitlyn."
She pulled back to look him in the eyes. "We're not trading a favor for a favor; I had no expectation of reciprocation."
"I know. But I need to be inside you. Is that going to be a problem?" His words came out as a challenge and her eyes widened.
Chapter15
Kaitlyn
No man had ever toldher that they needed to be inside her.
In all honesty, Carter's words drove Kaitlyn wild. It took all her self-control not to start grinding against him. But the intense look in his eyes broke down all barriers and shut down her self-control.
She wanted him, maybe as badly as he wanted her.
And now, straddling, she could feel him hardening underneath her. And she wanted nothing more than to take him and slide down on top of him, riding him and bucking her hips until the tingling heat and excitement within her eased.
Carter's eyes glittered when he reached up to gently push her hair from her face and then cupped her cheeks. "I'm trying to stay calm here."
"I want you," she said breathlessly.
Carter smiled. "And I want you too, Kaitlyn."
"I can tell." She let out a wicked grin and wiggled, feeling the hard length of him under her more sensitive parts. "I want this, Carter. I want you."
Carter pulled her down and kissed her, trailing kisses down her neck.
With one hand, she pushed him away and climbed off his lap. He watched her go, a confused expression on his face. With her heart thundering in her chest, she turned away from him, tucked her thumbs into her pants, and rocked her hips as she worked them down. Bending at the waist, she made sure to give him a very open view of her as she stepped out of the pants and dropped them on the floor.
When she turned to face him again, he seemed almost... angry.
“Come here, now,” he growled and her heart skipped in her chest. She did as he told her and straddled his lap, feeling his erection pressing against her naked, wet, ready body.
“I’m here, now what?” she whispered, feeling playful and hungry all at once.
Carter didn’t answer and she could sense he was holding back. She didn’t like that at all; she wanted him to lose himself in her because she planned to lose herself in him.
Kaitlyn reached between them, taking him in her hand and angling him into position. As soon as she touched him, she could feel him growing harder. The second he was in place, she lowered, taking him inch by inch, gasping at the overwhelming heat of him. She couldn't wait any longer. She needed him, more than she'd needed anyone, ever.
"Please don't stop," she whimpered as his fingertips dug into her hips and his intense gaze met hers. She leaned in, pressing her lips to his as she finally took the last of him deep within her, feeling every throbbing pulse of him, every inch of him as he filled her, stretching her, pleasing her.
Carter growled, the sound vibrating through his chest. His noises only made her more aroused, and she couldn't stop her hips from thrusting against him, wanting to feel this man in every possible way.
Carter's hands closed around her hips, and his thrusts matched hers, increasing the speed and intensity as she clung to him. The pleasure building deep in her core left her overwhelmed and her thoughts centered on the sensations, the pleasure, the way this man held her, touched her, pleased her.
"That's right," he murmured against her lips. "Move, baby. Ride me." His breath on her chin, fanning her hair left her gasping for breath. Sex had never felt so intimate and open. His words drove her mad and she focused on that growing sensation deep between her legs.
She gasped as she felt him spread her even more, stretching her out as she rode him like the world was ending.