I was in heaven. This was my idea of it anyway. Sure, some people may have imagined heaven to be a place with clouds and angels. Not me, though. I didn't need any of that. All I wanted was Carter's thick cock buried deep inside of me. If this wasn't heaven, then it was certainly the closest thing I'd ever find on Earth.
Carter couldn't keep that fast of a pace forever, though. After a while, he slowed down. I pushed myself up and glanced over my shoulder. His chest gleaned with sweat, accentuating his muscles. His hair, which had been perfectly combed when I'd first arrived, was now disheveled and hanging down over his forehead. He was breathing harder too. One thing hadn't changed, though. The look of lust in his eyes seemed just as intense as it had with our first kiss, maybe even more so.
He pulled his cock out and then spun me around, lifting me from the ground. I wrapped my legs around his waist and placed my arms over his shoulders. Then we kissed. Our tongues danced again, this time with even more abandon. As we kissed, Carter laid me down onto the surface of the desk. It felt cold on my back for a moment, but that quickly passed.
I dragged my fingers over his chest, enjoying the way his skin felt. I let my hands drop down his washboard abs as well.
How in the world did I get this lucky? I asked myself.
Carter lifted my legs and draped my knees over his shoulder. He was standing on the ground and I was laying on the desk, which put us in the perfect position for him to enter me. He kissed the inside of my calves and then bucked his hips forward. My pussy, now soaking wet, accepted his cock with ease. I let out a groan as he filled me up once again.
I liked this position even more than the first. I was able to watch him as he fucked me. He started slow, but it wasn't long before he was pounding me hard. I reached my hands to my side and gripped the edge of the desk to keep from sliding upward. Every muscle in his chest and shoulders flexed with his movements. Each second that I watched him made me get more and more turned on. It was like a roller coaster ride that only went straight up.
The pleasure began to intensify quickly. The next thing I knew, I was building toward another orgasm.
“Holy sh...” I mouthed, but not a single sound came out. The only sound in the room was that of Carter's balls as they swung into my body with each of his thrusts.
Then I peaked. The climax was intense, causing my legs and hands to tremble uncontrollably. My juices pumped out, covering his long shaft with lubrication.
“Fuck yes,” Carter growled, noticing the change. “You're going to make me come too.”
With a hand holding each of my legs, Carter continued pumping his shaft into my sex. I was still reeling for the orgasm. When I opened my eyes, I noticed the expression on Carter's face begin to change. His cheeks were turning red and his lips turned upward into a pleasurable grimace.
“I'm going to come all over you,” he said, between breaths. “I'm going to come on your tits.”
I bit my lip and shook my head. “No, come inside me.”
It came out sounding more like a demand than a suggestion, but it was what I wanted. I was ready to feel every part of him inside of me. I wanted every drop of him to fill me up.
Carter raised an eyebrow, as if to say, “Are you sure you want me to do that?”
He didn't actually say anything, though. He just kept pounding away until finally, his thrusts became a little bit harder. I knew what it meant, and I spurred him on. “Come in me. Come in me.”
On his last thrust, he held himself deep inside of me. So deep, that his balls rested against my ass. He closed his eyes and let out an animal-sounding grunt. Immediately after, I felt his dick swell and then there was the sweetest and most amazing sensation I'd ever felt. It was his seed, hot and thick, pumping out of his cock and coating the walls of my womb. He thrusted, and I felt him spurt again, filling my fertile body even further. He didn't seem to be slowing down, and I felt him release more and more of his essence into me as he pounded into me.
I smiled. The sex had been amazing of course, but nothing felt as good as knowing that his seed was inside of me. I could practically feel it finding its way to my egg. I placed my hands onto my belly, instinctively touching the place where the new life would soon be growing.
This just might be the best night of my entire life, I thought to myself, as Carter slowly opened his eyes and let out a contented breath.
Carter leaned down to give me a kiss, then helped me to my feet. My pussy was a bit sore from the pounding it had just taken, but any pain there became diminished at the realization that I had captured his most precious asset. It was inside my womb and already beginning the process of new life.
“There's a bathroom right over there if you want to clean up,” Carter said, running his fingers through his hair. He began getting dressed and I took the opportunity to use the bathroom.
When I got inside, I looked in the mirror and nearly fainted at what I saw. I looked like a total mess. My hair, which I had spent so long trying to make perfect, now looked like I had just gotten out of bed. Dried mascara was smeared down my cheeks and my lipstick was smudged. In just a half hour, I'd gone from looking my best to looking like a cheap hooker.
I did my best to fix my hair and clean up my ruined makeup. It wasn't perfect, but at least I came out of the bathroom looking a little better than I did going in. Carter was fully dressed when I stepped back into the office. He looked over at me as he poured another glass of champagne.
“I messed up your hair, your outfit and your makeup,” he said. “I'll have to buy you another dress.”
He wasn't lying. My dress was wrinkled badly from being bunched up around my mid-section during the sex.
“Yeah, I guess it's in pretty bad shape,” I said, with a chuckle.
“Why don't we do this celebration dinner another night then?” he asked.
“That's fine,” I said. “I kind of doubt that La Reve would even allow me through the front doors looking like this.”