“f**k,” I muttered, pressed hard against my front door, which I’d just barely locked before Carter attacked. I was glad I wasn’t wearing a cup, because my hard c**k rubbed against his thigh in the best way possible, and one of my legs wrapped around his as we kissed each other like breathing wasn’t a thing.
God, the feel of him. The way his muscles bulged and flexed beneath my hands, the scent of him, drove me mad. I could get off just on that alone, and I was already close.
“You want to come, don’t you?” Carter said against my lips before moving to my neck and sucking up a spectacular mark, no doubt, that would be hard to hide tomorrow. Hell, yeah!
I nodded, suddenly without words as lust overtook my brain and whisked my body to new heights. I spewed in my shorts, uncaring of how much
