Deviant (Boys of Winter #3) - Sheridan Anne Page 0,116

anymore. Fuck Dynasty and their rules. I want you and only you.”

I kiss him deeply and curl my arm tighter around his neck before laying back on the desk and pulling him down with me. “About fucking time,” I murmur against his lips, and just like that, he swallows any of the words that are desperate to come flying out of my mouth as he kisses me like he might just die without me.

His hand slips down between us and he finds my clit as though it was screaming his name. He rubs tight, firm circles over it, drawing my orgasm to the forefront and making it the main attraction. “Come on, baby,” he rumbles, his voice thick with desire. “I want to feel this tight little cunt shatter around me.”

He pulls back and I catch him with a quick nibble to his lower lip. “Then fuck me like you mean it and it’ll be yours.”

Carver’s brow raises and I grin back at him. He’s already fucking me like a queen and I know that it doesn’t get much better than this, but what can I say? Carver’s the kind of man who likes to rise to a challenge—and rise he does.

He pulls back and grabs both my wrists in his strong hand and pins them above my head making the adrenaline burn within me. He takes my leg and hooks it right over his shoulder and as he draws his hips back, he has a shitload more room to move. “Are you ready?” he asks, that wicked sparkle lighting his eyes up like Christmas morning.

“Do it.”

His body rolls like a fine piece of art and then in one, perfect thrust he slams back inside of me, his thick cock stretching me wide as his fingers relentlessly keep working my clit. I cry out, tilting my head back as I feel my soul leave my body. “Fuck, Carver. Again.”

I look back at him as his gaze drops to my pussy, watching as he fucks me, and damn, I don’t think I’ve ever seen anything so erotic. His body rolls again and he thrusts back into me.

A loud, strangled cry comes flying out of my mouth and I don’t even care that I sound like a cat getting tortured. I need more and I need it now.

He gives it to me again and again, each time working me faster and deeper until my body is wound so tight that I can’t possibly take it anymore. “I’m going to come,” I cry out, twisting my hand in his tight grip and threading my fingers through his.

“Then give it to me,” he growls, dipping down low and sucking my nipple into his mouth, grazing it with his tongue. My whole body jumps, and as his fingers come up and flick over my clit, I completely come undone.

My orgasm tears through me like a freight train and I clench down on his cock, feeling my whole body shaking with pleasure. My pussy convulses and I meet his stare, watching as the pleasure completely overwhelms him and he comes hard, shooting his warm seed deep inside of me as he keeps his body moving, letting me ride out my high.

The second my body finally begins to ease, Carver releases his hold on my wrists and I instantly reach up and pull him back down to me, but he flips us so I’m resting against his chest, listening to the rapid beat of his heart.

We lay still with his fingers gently tracing circles over my left ass cheek for a few minutes, both of us just needing a second to mentally go over everything that just went down in this room.

When my heart finally settles, I climb up and straddle his hips, looking down at his gorgeous face. “So, we’re really doing this?” I whisper, terrified that he might take it all back now that the moment has passed.

Carver brings his hand up and trails his knuckles down the side of my body, gently brushing over the curve of my breast, taking it all in as though he’s looking at a Greek goddess. “We’re doing this,” he murmurs. “I’m not going to lie, it’s going to be an adjustment. But, every time I walk in a room to see you fucking one of my friends, it gets a little easier.”

“So, what you’re telling me is that I need to fuck them more, and in places where I’m sure you’re bound to see us and after maybe