Page 58 of Forever Cursed

“That’s my girl,” I praise her as she rides out her orgasm.

I hold her against me until she’s done rubbing her clit against my groin. My chest meets hers, and I nibble on her jawline before kissing up toward her earlobe.

“How was that?”

“I can’t move. Fuck me,” she rasps.

“If you insist.”

I pull back and press back into her. Her legs drop to the side, but I scoot her down so they can rest around my waist. From this angle, she takes every centimeter I offer, and I mumble a curse as her pussy walls massage my cock.

“You’re soaking, baby girl,” I whisper against her lips.

“Please don’t stop,” she pleads while curling her hands around my neck.

I kiss her in a fit of desire as the muscles in my thighs start to tighten. “Not until you come again. I need you to come again,” I order, and she releases a whimper.

I increase my pace, ramming into her until I know I hit her G-spot. “Fuck!”

I grunt in her ear and wrap my arms around her until her head is lifted off the bed. I take her lips against mine, and her cries fill my mouth while I kiss her. For extra measure, I pinch her nipple between my forefinger and thumb, earning myself a choked groan.

“Come for me,” I command. “Right now.”

“Rome!”

I thrust deep inside her and hold my position against her pleasure point. Her muscles spasm beneath me, and her arms splay against the mattress as she grinds against me.

“You’re such a good girl for me,” I growl against her throat.

My thrusts become sloppy, and with a grunt, I start to pull out so I can finish.

“Rome, wait.” Chrissy shifts her body against me and holds me in place by squeezing my ass. “I need to feel you come inside me. I’m on the pill, I promise.Please.”

With her hands, she urges me to finish, guiding me back and forth, keeping me deep inside her. My eyes lock with hers. An overwhelming, carnal desire to fill her takes over. I know she wouldn’t lie about this. She doesn’t want to get pregnant; she’s too focused on her major and the future. I trust her, and there’s no doubt about that.

With a few more pumps, I grunt out a low curse, and my fingers dig into the base of her skull as I come inside her.

She gasps as my cock pulsates and fills her.

The muscles in my legs relax and sweat covers my brow even though the AC is cranked. I’m fighting for air when I offer her a small kiss.

“Fuck me . . .” I mumble while pulling out.

I see my cum inside her, and I don’t stop myself from thumbing it and coating her entire pussy with it.

“You’re so goddamn hot,” I tell her before kissing her again.

“I can’t formulate a coherent thought,” she murmurs.

I collapse on my back next to her and stare at the ceiling while trying to catch my breath. She rolls on her side and cuddles against my arm. Her breasts cradle me while she trails her fingers along my jawline.

“You’re something else, Carter,” she whispers.

“Was I too much?” Worry fills me as I wait for her to answer, so I continue to blabber. “I think I tend to be overbearing in the bedroom because I don’t have a lot of control over the rest of my life. Not that this happens often.” I gesture toward our naked bodies. “I just. . . I feel safe with you, and I couldn’t help it. Please, please tell me I didn’t fuck up.”

When she speaks, I turn my head so I can look into her gorgeous blue eyes.

She shakes her head. “Not at all. It was perfect.”

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