Page 45 of Carnival Obsession

“You okay, princess?”

She nods. “Just give me a moment.”

I wait, my body burning with anticipation. The haunted house is filled with the sound of our heavy breathing. After a few seconds, she nods again, this time with determination.

“Keep going,” she says.

I start moving, slowly at first, letting her get used to the feel of me inside her. Her body relaxes around me, the initial discomfort fading away. I thrust a little harder, a little faster, my eyes never leaving hers.

“That’s it, princess,” I encourage. “Take it all.”

Her breath quickens as I pick up the pace, her moans becoming louder. “Oh, Lars... oh my god...”

I lean down, my lips brushing against her ear. “That’s it. Let go.”

As I slam into her, she cries out, her body shaking with pleasure. “Lars! Oh, fuck, right there!”

Her ass grips me like a vice, milking my cock. I can feel my release building, but I hold off, wanting to prolong this moment.

“Come for me, princess,” I demand. “Let me feel you come around my cock.”

Her breath catches in her throat, her body tensing as she spirals toward the edge. “I’m gonna... oh, god, Lars!”

With a few more thrusts, she explodes, her ass clenching and releasing in waves. Her pussy squirting everywhere and making a mess. I thrust as deep as possible and spill myself inside her.

We stay connected for a few seconds, our breathing ragged. I gently pull out of her, my cock twitching as I do so. She sits up, a satisfied smile on her face.

“You enjoyed that, didn’t you, princess?” I ask. Alice bites her lip, her eyes sparking with mischief. “You know I did,” she admits, her hands reaching up to caress my neck. “Fuck, I love it when you take control like that.”

My lips graze her ear. “I’ve got more ways to take control, baby. Ways that’ll make you beg for more.” Her breath hitches as my fingers gently tilt her chin up, exposing the delicate skin of her neck.

“There’s just one condition,” I whisper, my lips ghosting over her sensitive skin, making her shiver. “What’s that?” she asks, a challenge in her eyes.

You have to ride my motorcycle again tomorrow,” I say, smirking. “But there’s a catch.” Her eyes narrow, a mix of curiosity and desire flashing across her face. I enjoy keeping her guessing; it fuels the fire between us.

“I want you to ride it with my cock deep in your ass,” I continue, watching her reaction carefully. She bites her lip, considering my proposal.

“Mmm, that sounds intriguing,” she purrs, her fingers trailing down my chest. “But why?”

“Because it’s a more natural position while you ride than in your pussy,” I explain, my voice a low rumble. “You’ll be nice and relaxed, and we can ride for hours with your ass warming my cock.”

Alice moans. “I like the sound of that.”

I chuckle, unable to hide my satisfaction at her response. “I thought you might. It’s a date.”

“Will you pick me up?” she asks.

I grab Alice’s hand. “No, you’re staying the night with me, princess. It’s not up for negotiation.”

Alice’s brow furrows as she looks up at me, uncertainty flickering across her face. “What do you mean? I didn’t bring a change of clothes.”

I lean in closer, my voice low and unyielding. “You’re mine now. You’ll be staying in my trailer from now on.” My grip on her hand tightens slightly, leaving no room for argument. “We’ll pick up your stuff tomorrow.”

Alice opens her mouth, then closes it, clearly taken aback by my declaration. I can see the gears turning in her head as she processes my words.

“I’ve told you I’ve not decided if I’m?—”

I shake my head. “There’s nothing to decide. You’re coming with me, princess. This is where you belong.”

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