“That’s right, take what you need. You’re beautiful, like this. Filled front and back and taking everything I give you. Is it too much? Can you open your mouth wider? Take a little more?”
I stretch my lips wide and breathe out, relaxing against him. Giving him control so he can take what he wants.
“Jesus, that’s perfect. You’re so damn perfect. You make it hard to hold back.”
Don’t hold back.
There’s no way I can take all of him, but he doesn’t try to make me. Instead, his hand in my hair guides me up and down his shaft in a slow, careful rhythm. Too slow. Too careful.
I tease and explore every inch I can reach with my tongue, paying extra attention to the head of his cock, greedy for the hot, salty taste of him.
“You’re trying to make me come,” he mutters darkly. “But I’m not ready for this to be over yet. You started this, so you can let me set the pace.”
I want to challenge him, to make him as impatient as I am, but his fingers keep distracting me. Spreading and thrusting, filling me while avoiding the spot I need them most. I lift my ass higher in silent demand.
Carter’s laugh has an edge like nails dragging up my spine. “Stop being so impatient, JD. I need to see if you’re ready to take my cock.”
My muffled shout is loud in the cramped space when a fourth finger works its way inside me. I can’t. It’s too much. He caresses my head gently when I tense against him.
“Breathe, JD. Breathe and relax for me.”
So full. I’m shaking my head and moaning, the sound vibrating along his cock and making him swear.
“You can take it,” he’s murmuring. “And when I get you home, you’ll take all of me, won’t you?”
Yes. That’s what I want.
But right now, all I can think about is making him come. I want to shatter his control the way he always shatters mine.
With his hand still caressing my head, I lean forward before he knows what I’m up to, swallowing him so deeply I choke, but I don’t stop until I feel his shuddering reaction. “Fuck, JD.”
His grip on my hair tightens again as I suck mercilessly on his hot, hard shaft and he thrusts his hips up in helpless response. “Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.”
Yes. Yes. Yes.
His release hits the back of my throat in powerful spurts and I shiver with pleasure, knowing I did that. I made him lose control. He wants me that much.
I close my eyes and inhale his scent, the taste of him, hoarding every sensation.
“You definitely need a spanking,” he huffs out when he finally catches his breath.
I feel almost empty when he takes his fingers away to reach in the bag for a small package of sanitizing wipes, cleaning us both in swift, efficient silence.
My head is on his thigh and I force myself to keep still, waiting for him to touch me. To turn me around and fuck me. I’m so ready to come.
My eyes open wide at the sound of the truck’s engine.
“Carter?”
“You stay right there,” he growls. “Don’t sit up, don’t move until I get you home.”
He holds my head against his thigh with one hand, the other on the wheel as he speeds down the road.
“Can I at least pull my pants up?”
“No.”
I glance over at the damp cock nestled in his still-open jeans and bite my lip. He’s already getting hard again. My ass clenches in response. Tonight, he said. He’d take me the way he wanted to tonight.
Thinking about it, all the things he could do to me, all the positions I’ve imagined, has my hand lowering to my erection by the time he turns into his driveway.
“No touching. I mean it, JD.” He moves my hand away and turns off the ignition, opening the door.
I start to sit up, but he’s dragging me toward him and moving me around like I’m a doll instead of grown man. He slips off my shoes and takes my jeans completely off before tossing them in the truck’s cab. “Wrap your legs around my waist.”
“I hope your neighbors aren’t looking out the window,” I mumble, naked and clinging to him as he grabs his bag of supplies and carries me into the house.
“You should have thought of that before you decided to strip in my truck.” He kicks the door shut behind us and heads straight for his bedroom. “Next time you’ll know better.”
Bossy, controlling, fucking sexy… “You seemed to like it. At least you got to come.”
“You’ll get your chance as soon as I’m where I belong.”
He tosses me onto his bed and all of a sudden, I’m having trouble breathing. “Oh.”
“Hands above your head and keep them there.” He barks the command. He’s undressing, his dark eyes pinning me to his giant bed as effectively as restraints.