Naughty or Nice - Alexis Winter Page 0,26
down to earth, he rolls us both over, putting me on top. “Show me how badly you’ve wanted me, sweetheart,” he whispers as his hands cup my cheeks.
That’s all it takes to get me going again. I begin lifting myself up before falling back down. When I’m against him, I rock forward, grinding my clit against him. He’s so large, larger than anyone I’ve ever been with, but it doesn’t hurt. Before I thought I was getting what I was supposed to, but I couldn’t have been more wrong. It’s like Carson and I were made for one another. He’s the perfect size for me and I fit him like a glove.
His eyes move from mine down to my bouncing breasts and back. He smirks, bites his lower lip, and then his lips part with his heavy breathing. His eyes flutter closed but pop back open like he doesn’t want to miss a moment of this. His hands come up to massage my breasts and he leans forward, capturing one in his mouth. He sucks on my nipple and flicks his tongue against it, only working me closer to that edge he likes to keep me on.
“Come for me, Felicity. Let me watch you while you come on my dick.”
I’ve never been much for dirty talk during sex, but when he does it, it doesn’t turn me off. In fact, it gives me even more pleasure to hear him, to listen to him demanding such dirty things of me. It’s been a fantasy for far too long. I grind against him one last time and that’s when he gets his wish. I throw my head back and let out a moan, enjoying the tingles that swim through my body, lighting every nerve ending on fire while my bones are overtaken with snow.
His hands fall back to my hips, lifting me and pulling me down against him, harder and harder each time, only prolonging my release. My toes begin to curl and go numb as I lose all control of my body. I can’t do anything but ride this wave and pray that it never ends. When it does, as they always do, he lifts me up and flips me over onto my knees. He enters me from behind and he doesn’t take it easy. With each thrust, I fall forward. After a few times of this, he wraps my hair around his fist and keeps me in place. My legs are shaking beneath me, threatening to collapse, but he keeps a strong hold on me and he never lets me fall. He slides a finger into my mouth and it surprises me but I suck on it. He pulls it out and smacks me on the ass, making me call out. Moments later, he slides his finger into my ass and I lose all control.
I’ve never been taken this way before and it’s perfect, something that only he can do. I come harder than I’ve ever come before and he joins me, filling me with every last drop. Moments later, he releases me and I collapse onto the mattress.
We both lie on the bed, neither of us moving or talking. We’re both just focusing on catching our breath and controlling our racing hearts. He leans down and grabs the blanket we’ve somehow managed to kick to the foot of the bed and he pulls it over both of us before reaching over and shutting off the light. He pulls me to his chest and presses a kiss to the back of my shoulder.
“That was fucking mind-blowing,” he says, kissing up my neck to my ear.
“Earth-shattering,” I agree.
“Mind-altering.”
“Mind-altering? How about world-altering?”
He chuckles in the distance. “Fuck, why did we wait so long to do that?”
I laugh. “Cuz someone wanted to keep me pure,” I tease.
“Fuck pure. I’ll take dirty any day.” His hands are already sliding up my body again, caressing my sides and hips, squeezing my breasts, and gently working their way between my folds.
His mouth lands on my neck and he kisses up my neck and nibbles on my ear. “Once is never enough,” he says, causing me to roll over. He slides back on top of me. “I’ll never get enough of you,” he says, bringing his lips back to mine.
I put my bra back on and pick up my torn panties, garter, and hose. I hold them up in the air, showing them to him. “What am I supposed to wear home now?”
He chuckles. “Here,” he says,