Page 12 of Carter

“Hmm?”

“I’m falling for you,” I say as Leandra lifts her head from my chest, making eye contact with me. “I fell a long time ago,” she whispers, leaning down and claiming my lips. The kiss is gentle and sweet as she claims my mouth after my heartfelt confession, in which I can only hope she knows I’m falling in love with her more than I already am.

Leandra moans as the kiss turns heated. She pulls away, and I can see the lust in her eyes as she starts to kiss down my neck, sucking on my skin harshly to leave a mark. Her mark. Biting my earlobe and whispering filthy promises, she makes her way down, leaving wet kisses along my chest, stomach, and pelvic bone. Her fingers hook the band of my boxers, pulling them ever so slowly, teasing me.

Fuck I’m hard again!

Taking my cock into her hand Leandra strokes it as she leans down to lick the slit. Licking me from base to tip, she repeats her previous actions before taking the head of my cock inside her mouth. Her fingers are playing with my balls. I look down at Leandra, and the sight of her mouth full of my cock is superlative. My heart is about to explode, as is my hard dick.

“You’re so hard for me, Carter, and I’m dripping wet for you.”

Plus, there is that, the fucking dirty talk. My sweet-mouthed Peach has become a dirty talker as she gets more confident and comfortable with me. On top of all that, she can learn fast, as it's only been a few weeks since I taught her how to suck my cock. And fuck can my girl suck. She’s the queen of giving head. She is the best I’ve ever had because she fucking loves doing it.

Her lips cover my cock, taking me deeper into her mouth and touching the back of her throat as she deep throats like a fucken pro. My finger fists her hair as she continues her assault on my cock. It feels so good; I can feel myself pulsing inside her mouth as I’m on edge. I groan, and my hips jerk up, causing my dick to go deeper into her throat. “Fuck, Peach. I don’t want to cum inside your mouth. I want to be inside you. Fuck!”

She lets go of my cock with a pop sound as she looks at my dick glistening. She kisses the head of my dick one last time, making me groan before she crawls her way over my body, leaning down to place a kiss owning my mouth. Fuck I can taste myself on her lips. “Leandra, please, I need you. Ride my cock, baby,” I pant fuckin, desperate to bury myself inside her again. “Condom.” She whispers.

She rolls the condom before I help her position herself as she takes my cock. Slowly lowering herself down inch by inch. She moans as the head stretches her. “Carter,” she moans breathlessly. Taking me to the hilt, she gasps, taking a moment to adjust to the new position. Her back arches and her hands find my chest for support as she moves her hips in a circular back-and-forth motion.

My hands are on her hips, guiding her as I move her up and down on my dick. She begins to grind herself as my hands move to her ass, grabbing a handful and helping her grind harder. Slapping her ass, Leandra moans getting wetter as I can feel her juices coating my cock in excitement.

“Fuck you feel so good. I love your pussy, baby,” I moan as she moves slowly on top of me. Leaning down to kiss my lips, sucking on my tongue as I feel her hands grabbing my wrist, pinning them above my head as she continues to ride my cock. “Oh, Carter, please don’t stop.” She mumbles against my neck.

“You’re such a good girl,” I growl. Rolling her hips in her circular motion and back and forth, Leandra starts to bounce up and down, letting go of my wrists. I take the opportunity to grab her breast in my hand, taking them into my mouth. As I sit up, making sure she is still straddling, I take my other hand and grab her neck and squeeze a little as I own her mouth. She gasps as I adjust myself a little to hit her G-spot. She is mumbling incoherently, making me thrust a little harder from below.

“You feel amazing,” Leandra moans into my mouth as I thrust into her harder and deeper.

“Whose dick are you riding right now?” I growl. She’s so far gone in pleasure that it’s hard for her to answer immediately. I lift my hand and squeeze one of her breasts to get her to answer me. She yelps in pain and then in pleasure. Yours!” She yells. “I’m riding your cock, Carter!”

“That’s right! And make no mistake, Peach, this is the only cock you’ll be riding for the rest of your life!”

“Fuck! Yes! Yes! Yes! Fuck me harder, Carter!” I scream at him, and he speeds up

Fuck I’m going to cum. I need Leandra to cum first before even thinking about letting go. I take my thumb, pressing it into her clit, rubbing her swollen clit in a circular motion fast and hard as I feel her pussy clench around me. “I love how you take my cock, Peach.” She bites my shoulder as I thrust into her urging her to come. “Let go, baby, and come for me. Now,” I growl.

Her pussy clenches all around me as her inner walls milk my cock. Leandra cries into my mouth to fuck her through her orgasm. I keep pumping my hips into her, letting go with a growl, my cum filling the condom. I hiss when she runs her fingernails down my back in our moment of passion.

Chapter twelve

Carter

For the first time in my life, I wake up in the arms of a woman, my woman. My hand feels numb under her body. Our legs are a tangled mess between the sheets. I turn slightly to lie on my back without waking her up. Blinking at the ceiling, I circle to what happened before sleep consumed me.

The memories flow like a river in my brain, overwhelming me for a second. Our date, proving my commitment to her, making it official, having amazing sex all night. No, it wasn’t sex. I made love to her. We made love. Everything comes back to me in a quick wave, making me feel content, and fuck am I fuckin' happy.

Looking at her lying in my bed, looking satisfied and happy as fuck brings the biggest smile to my face. She looks adorable. All cuddled up on her stomach with her head against the pillow. After our love-making session, we talked before sleep took over our bodies. Leandra knows what type of boyfriend I plan on being with her.

I want to give her the world! I want to buy her gifts and spend time with her. I want to feed her. I want to spoil her. I know she’s independent and can afford her own gifts and food, but that's my way of showing her I care about her and that I’m always thinking about her.

I make my way to the bathroom to shower before making breakfast. Locking my gaze in the mirror, I see the marks Leandra gave me last night. Showering gives me the time to think about the things I still need to come clean about. Leandra deserves to know that I’m a shifter, which also entails the possibility of a mate. Finding my mate won’t change how I feel for Leandra. My love for her is sincere. The words I spoke last night hold weight. She stole my heart, and I vow to be everything she has ever wanted and needed. I vow never to break her heart because fuck, I need her in my life like I need my last breath. Without her, I can’t breathe.

Finishing breakfast, I hear Leandra making her way toward the kitchen as I prepare the last batch of pancakes. Turning around before she can make her way over to where I am standing by the stove, I make my way over to her pulling her close to me. I take hold of her lips, giving her a good morning kiss as I slide my hand down to her ass, grabbing it with one of my hands.

“Good Morning, Peach. How did you sleep?” I question, holding her close as I bring my mouth to her neck, sucking on her skin slightly. “Like a baby, except I was cold when you left,” she says, teasing me. I let go giving her one last peck on the mouth before making my way over to the stove again. “Sit down, Peach. Breakfast is ready.” Glancing at her one last time before I stack her plate with pancakes, bacon, egg, fruit, and hash brown.

Fuck!

I never thought much about how good a crisp white shirt would look until Leandra wore mine. I must admit, I feel tempted to forget about breakfast so that I can take her over my shoulder back into bed. Setting her plate of food down and getting myself a cup of coffee on my way back to her, I can’t help but gawk at her, shamelessly admiring how she left the first buttons undone. Her generous cleavage tempts me to put aside food for the second time today. Does it turn me into a pervert? Probably.

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