Page 62 of Forever After All

"This is pure torture, Alice," he says through heavy breaths as I moan over the top of his voice.

Rubbing myself in just the right way, I make myself come over the desk. My head falls to the side a little as my thighs clench together, trapping my hand between my legs.

"Mmm," I whimper, breathing erratically. The fire in his eyes becoming more intense with every passing second.

"Fuck. That was so hot. Untie me. Right now." The need in his voice spills out of him.

I hop off the desk and bend forward, smoothing my dress back down my thighs.

"Oh no, I left a wet spot," I whisper, then plant a kiss on the tip of his nose.

"Untie me, Alice," he begs. "I'll do whatever the fuck you want, just untie me."

"Sorry, no can do. I've got somewhere to be," I say with a sweet tone and shrug.

"Princess, if you want me to fuck you, you need to let me go right now,” he pleads. “If you want me to fuck your tight pussy, I’ll do that. If you want me to fuck your mouth…with pleasure. If you want me to fuck your ass, I will bend you over this desk right now. Just let me fucking go." He pulls again against his restraints.

"I tell you what, I'll untie one of your hands and then it's up to you to do the rest. It would be a shame if you don’t catch me, though." I undo the belt, dropping it to the floor and leave thetie in place, then I turn on my heels and skip out of the room, not giving him a second look.

"You'd better start running, princess, because when I catch you, you won't sit for a week," he roars as he fights with the chair as I exit the room.

I start to run, laughing to myself down the entire length of the corridor as my feet thud against the floor. I hear the door swing open behind me, bashing into the wall, before his footsteps catch up to mine. I scream with a giggle as Carter's large hand slaps me across the ass, the noise bounces around the corridor. He wraps his hand around my upper arm, swinging me round to face him as he smashes his body into mine.

"Princess, I told you I was going to fuck you like I loved you, so that's exactly what I'm going to do." And then he drags me back to the empty office, before pulling my dress back up to my waist. Sweeping everything off the desk he pushes me down against it. My back arches in response to the cold wood against it, and Carter presses his large palm into my tummy, forcing me against the wood until I let out a small squeal. "You deserved that." He grins.

Carter unfastens his pants without attempting to undress any further and pulls his dick free. I swallow in anticipation of feeling him inside of me. He stands over me with so much lust in his eyes, then steadies himself against the desk with one hand, and slidesthe head of his cock against my entrance with the other.

Holding the base of it, he rubs himself—the full length of me. Once, twice, three times, before pushing himself inside of me, and I gasp, the connection I’ve been missing is back.

"Fuccccck," he moans as he slides himself in as far as he can go "I've missed you," he whispers.

"I've missed you too," I whisper back. Releasing his grip on the desk, Carter stands up straighter before wrapping his arms around my thighs, pulling me back against him.

"Oh my god," I choke out and feel myself constrict around his length. Carter lifts one of my legs and drapes it over his shoulder, then kisses the length of my calf as he rocks against me, deep and slow.

"I love you," he pants against my skin.

"I love you too," I reply breathlessly as my hips roll against him.

"I'm never going to stop telling you how much I love you, princess." He looks down into my eyes and we don't break eye contact again. "Fuck, you're so perfect, you look so beautiful being taken like this. You feel incredible." He reaches out with his free hand to squeeze my hip.

"Tell me again," I purr, begging to feel more of him.

"I love you," he says between three hard thrusts. Each onethreatens to send me backwards across the desk, but his fingers are still laced around my legs, holding me in place. He kisses my calf again. "The only thing better than loving you, is when you come on my dick."

And before I have a chance to respond, with one final thrust he triggers the orgasm that was already preparing to release. My body floods with heat, and I whine, convulsing against the desk as my eyes roll. My arms go limp at my sides and I struggle to speak or move.

It tips Carter over the edge too, but instead of finishing inside of me, he pulls out at the last second. Releasing his grip on my thigh, my leg thuds against the desk, and Carter stands over me to paint my thighs with his cum. A deep, satisfied noise emanates from his chest.

"Just when I thought you couldn't look any sexier…" He stands back, and I prop myself up on my elbows, taking long, deep breaths. Looking down at my thighs, I see a bead of cum drip off my leg onto the desk. "Such a dirty girl, covered in me,mmm."

I grin at him, so satisfied after thinking about him filling me for days. Carter leaves the room for a couple of minutes, returning with a damp face cloth he got from one of the PR packages the company sends. He wipes my thighs, and taps my leg, encouraging me to open them further, gently running thecloth over me, cleaning up the evidence that he was ever there at all. Still sensitive from my orgasm, I wiggle a little and my leg twitches as he wipes the cloth between my legs.

After discarding the cloth in the trash, Carter holds his hand out for me and pulls me to sitting on the desk. I stand, turning to look out of the window as I shake my dress back down over my hips until it cascades down my legs once again.

"Marry me," I hear him say and I spin around to face him. He’s on both knees on the floor.

Carter shuffles forward a little on his knees, and wraps his arms around me, grabbing my ass and pulling me into him. He presses the side of his face into my stomach before releasing his hold enough to look up at me.

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