Love on Beach Avenue (The Sunshine Sisters #1) - Jennifer Probst Page 0,92

bringing the peaks to such sensitivity, a sob caught in her throat.

Dear God, she didn’t stand a chance. She’d be begging in another three seconds, just to feel the exquisite sensation of him sucking hard on her nipple.

Fighting the drugging lethargy, she knew there was only one thing left to do.

Rally.

“Carter?”

He looked up, his lips damp, pure male satisfaction glinting from his eyes. “Yeah, baby?”

“My turn.”

Without warning, she hooked her ankle over his leg, mustered her strength, and flipped him over. Crawling on top of his body, she braced both legs around his hips and arched her back, displaying her naked body for his pleasure. Pride coursed through her at the raw hunger and lust in his gaze while he studied her, surrendering to her dominant position. Avery was amazed by how natural and free she felt in her sexuality with him. She’d never been a prude, but struggled with displaying her most erotic side to men, always a bit shy with her naked body and its curviness, wondering if they thought she was fat. But not with Carter. Every look and touch reminded her he wanted her.

“I can’t get enough of you,” he murmured, reaching up to cup her breasts as she undulated and shook out her hair. “You’re so fucking beautiful.”

“And you’re overdressed,” she said with a wicked grin. “Let me take care of that.”

She unsnapped his jeans and tugged them down his legs. She took in the black briefs and the impressive erection that pressed against the soft fabric. Oh, he was so ready. She finished parting the folds of his shirt, and he lifted up to help her shrug it off his body. Her mouth watered, and she ran her fingers down his chest, exploring every carved muscle, loving the feel of his crisp hair tickling her palms. “How are you so fit for a computer guy?” she asked, stroking along the waistband of his underwear.

His stomach muscles tightened. “I work out an hour a day. Weights and cardio. It’s in my schedule to avoid back and muscle issues from a repetitive-motion career.”

God, he was nerdy. Adorable. And sexy as hell.

“That’s hot,” she breathed out, running her tongue over the same intriguing line she’d traced with her fingers. She cupped his hard length, squeezing him with the fabric barrier, and only when he groaned and thrust into her hands did she begin to peel off his underwear.

It was time to make him beg.

She lowered her head and took him into her mouth. He hissed her name into the air, and his fingers tangled into her curls. She used her hands to stroke while she sucked him hard, her tongue running up and down the underside of his swollen shaft, relishing the power of his need and the musky taste of him. She hummed low to give him the slight vibration of her throat, and with a vicious curse, he suddenly loomed up, grasped her hips, and flipped her back over on the mattress. His face reflected the primitive aura of a man pushed to the edge, and she panted for breath as he grabbed the condom from the side table, tore the package open, and sheathed himself.

She parted her legs wide, half-crazed with the need to feel him inside her. Dropping a kiss to her inner thigh, he lined his shaft up, his gaze hot on hers. He lifted his hips and pushed inside her. Inch by slow inch, the sweet invasion stole her breath, filling every part of empty space in her body and her heart. When he was buried to the hilt, he lifted her legs onto his shoulders. Silver-blue eyes glinted with satisfaction.

“Hold on, sweetheart.”

In one swift motion, he pulled out and slammed back into her. She gasped, and her fingers clawed for purchase, caught between pushing him away and pulling him close. Buried deep, he paused to allow her to adjust to his size and girth, her breath coming out in choppy pants.

And with a slow smile, he did it again. And again.

Avery arched her head into the pillow as her body tightened and pulsed, all her focus sharpened on the empty, hungry ache that rose up in torturous waves. Her toes curled, and he kept hitting some magic spot that shot sensation straight to her clit and heated the blood in her veins to lava. His fingers began to pluck and play, and his hips rolled with each thrust, harder and harder. Squirming helplessly beneath him, she called out his name,