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I want to contradict him, tell him to ease off the “mine” stuff, but my body is only getting wetter.

“I knew it,” he says. “I knew you were so wet, Summer. You’re so hot and wet you don’t know what to do with yourself, do you?”

“Carter,” I choke out, his thrusts making me crazy. “So…good.”

He smashes into me as I lay there on the ottoman, struggling to wrap my legs around him because he’s moving so fast and so hard. I shouldn’t want to milk his cock but my body has other ideas. I give in to the urge and I bear down, pulling him in and tightening around him.

“Shit, baby.”

“This is crazy,” I rasp.

“Too crazy?”

He slams into me, sending electricity arcing through me, the friction against my clit making me want to grab him and hold on tighter.

And then, he goes there.

“I knew I wanted you from the second I laid eyes on you, Summer. I knew you were my girl.”

Dirty talk. It’s just dirty talk. If we need to chat about this later just to set the ground rules, then we will. It’s perfectly fine to have a fuck buddy be your investor, isn’t it?

Sure, why not?

Even if this is so wrong, it’s going to happen again. Because it’s that good. His cock feels so good, and his arms are steady as granite. He shifts my body exactly how he wants me, lifting my ass up off the ottoman for three strokes, hiking my thigh up to go deeper.

He reaches down between our bodies, fingers fumbling and searching. I’m so full of him, I don’t know or care what’s happening, until I do.

“Sweetheart, I might need a little help.”

It tugs at my heartstrings that he fully admits that he can’t find my clit.

A lot of guys would root around aimlessly and never ask for directions.

This also makes me think perhaps he hasn’t done this before, which endears him even more to me.

“Here,” I whisper, guiding his fingers until he finds it. I’m concentrating so hard on helping him that I’m not actually prepared for him to touch it.

The contact lights me up, and I suck in a sharp breath.

Carter more than makes up for getting a little lost by stroking me expertly.

His two fingers rub back and forth on either side of my aching clit. My nails dig into his shoulders.

The dual sensation of him railing me and pleasuring my clit is almost too much to take.

“God, you feel so good, Summer. So fucking tight and wet for me,” he rasps.

While all this is happening, he presses his mouth against my neck, nipping, licking, and kissing my throat.

“I want your mouth, Carter. Kiss me while you fuck me,” I say.

“Yes, ma’am.”

The kissing is just as wonderful as the pounding.

Carter’s hand squeezes my ass cheek possessively as he pushes into me, while his other hand strokes me off between my pussy lips.

My orgasm is so powerful and sudden and deep, I have to fight back the tears.

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