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his presence, burying his hands in her hair and fisting the strands. He took and took and she melted into the savage pleasure of his kiss. He licked and flicked, tormenting her with his tongue, giving and taking it away.
Bethany’s rabbit whined, hating, yet loving the way he teased her desire, luring her want forward. Her fingers burned and she knew without looking that her animal’s nails were out in full force. She fisted his shirt, pulling him closer as she raised to her tiptoes. She wanted more, wanted everything he had to give and then some. Her pussy ached with need, clit throbbing, and center clenching with a silent plea. She wanted to be filled by him, consumed by him.
A true whimper escaped her mouth and Carter rumbled in response. No, it wasn’t a rumble… it was a purr. A deep, pleasure-inducing purr. The vibrations slipped through her, reverberating off her every nerve and she trembled, relishing each new rolling sound.
Carter pushed forward and she eased a step back, allowing him to herd her toward the bed, nudging her closer with each shift of muscle until her legs met the mattress. But he didn’t stop there. He kept her moving, encouraging her to lie on the bed, and his lips never left hers. His tongue continued its torment, continued its explicit come-and-get-me slide in and out of her mouth.
Somehow she found herself in the middle of the bed. She found her head nestled on a pillow while Carter nestled between her thighs. She also found her mouth abandoned.
Her rabbit screeched its objection and Bethany whined hers.
“Need to be naked. Want you bare. Want your skin.”
Okay, she could do that.
But first she’d watch him strip.
He eased back to kneel between her splayed legs, and his attention remained locked at the juncture of her thighs, her short skirt pushed high to reveal her center to him. Her nipples were firm points that hardened further beneath his gaze and her pussy grew even slicker with desire for him. Did he see how wet she was? Had she soaked her panties? Given him visual proof of her desperation for his body?
Carter met her gaze for a moment then focused on Bethany’s pussy once more. Then he reached for her, arm outstretched, and slid a single finger along her cloth-covered slit. “Look at how wet you are for me.”
He flicked his attention to her and she nodded. “Yes.”
So very wet.
He quirked his lips in a small, cocky smirk. The next touch was the same, yet different. Still one blunt finger, but this time he teased the edge of her panties, toying with the elastic trim and then… dipping beneath it. Her pussy clenched, searching to be filled by his digits and hopefully then his cock. He skimmed his stroke over her outer sex lips, sifting through her cropped curls and skating over her slit.
“I feel your cream. Your pussy is so hot for me. For my cock.”
Bethany nodded again and squirmed, fighting to get him to touch her where she needed him most. “Please.”
He curled his finger, not to delve deeper, but to tug on the center of her panties. It wasn’t a teasing pull, but one made with intent. An intent that became clear the moment he yanked hard and her panties split, baring her heat to the cool air of the room.
“That’s better.” He licked his lips, fangs peeking past his lip, and she knew he was as on edge as her.
Carter returned to his attentions, a gradual slide up and a sensual stroke down, fingertip sliding farther between her outer lips, seeking her wetness. The sensations increased with each pass as he crept nearer to the concentrated nerves, those that sent ecstasy singing through her blood. The nearer he got to her clit, the faster she breathed, the more rapidly her heart beat. Pleasure thrummed in her veins while desire for him rode her hard. She panted and whimpered, and the sound pushed from her mouth.
Her pussy rippled and tightened, clenching with each glancing pass, and… he tapped that desperate bundle of nerves.
“Carter,” she
Bethany’s rabbit whined, hating, yet loving the way he teased her desire, luring her want forward. Her fingers burned and she knew without looking that her animal’s nails were out in full force. She fisted his shirt, pulling him closer as she raised to her tiptoes. She wanted more, wanted everything he had to give and then some. Her pussy ached with need, clit throbbing, and center clenching with a silent plea. She wanted to be filled by him, consumed by him.
A true whimper escaped her mouth and Carter rumbled in response. No, it wasn’t a rumble… it was a purr. A deep, pleasure-inducing purr. The vibrations slipped through her, reverberating off her every nerve and she trembled, relishing each new rolling sound.
Carter pushed forward and she eased a step back, allowing him to herd her toward the bed, nudging her closer with each shift of muscle until her legs met the mattress. But he didn’t stop there. He kept her moving, encouraging her to lie on the bed, and his lips never left hers. His tongue continued its torment, continued its explicit come-and-get-me slide in and out of her mouth.
Somehow she found herself in the middle of the bed. She found her head nestled on a pillow while Carter nestled between her thighs. She also found her mouth abandoned.
Her rabbit screeched its objection and Bethany whined hers.
“Need to be naked. Want you bare. Want your skin.”
Okay, she could do that.
But first she’d watch him strip.
He eased back to kneel between her splayed legs, and his attention remained locked at the juncture of her thighs, her short skirt pushed high to reveal her center to him. Her nipples were firm points that hardened further beneath his gaze and her pussy grew even slicker with desire for him. Did he see how wet she was? Had she soaked her panties? Given him visual proof of her desperation for his body?
Carter met her gaze for a moment then focused on Bethany’s pussy once more. Then he reached for her, arm outstretched, and slid a single finger along her cloth-covered slit. “Look at how wet you are for me.”
He flicked his attention to her and she nodded. “Yes.”
So very wet.
He quirked his lips in a small, cocky smirk. The next touch was the same, yet different. Still one blunt finger, but this time he teased the edge of her panties, toying with the elastic trim and then… dipping beneath it. Her pussy clenched, searching to be filled by his digits and hopefully then his cock. He skimmed his stroke over her outer sex lips, sifting through her cropped curls and skating over her slit.
“I feel your cream. Your pussy is so hot for me. For my cock.”
Bethany nodded again and squirmed, fighting to get him to touch her where she needed him most. “Please.”
He curled his finger, not to delve deeper, but to tug on the center of her panties. It wasn’t a teasing pull, but one made with intent. An intent that became clear the moment he yanked hard and her panties split, baring her heat to the cool air of the room.
“That’s better.” He licked his lips, fangs peeking past his lip, and she knew he was as on edge as her.
Carter returned to his attentions, a gradual slide up and a sensual stroke down, fingertip sliding farther between her outer lips, seeking her wetness. The sensations increased with each pass as he crept nearer to the concentrated nerves, those that sent ecstasy singing through her blood. The nearer he got to her clit, the faster she breathed, the more rapidly her heart beat. Pleasure thrummed in her veins while desire for him rode her hard. She panted and whimpered, and the sound pushed from her mouth.
Her pussy rippled and tightened, clenching with each glancing pass, and… he tapped that desperate bundle of nerves.
“Carter,” she
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