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She sucked her lip between her teeth, still twirling her delicate fingers around her sensitive clit. Her cheeks were red and the pleasure was making her eyes almost glassy.
“I want you to fuck me, Carter. I want you to fill my pussy with cum.”
I roared. My cock throbbed in my hand and I positioned it between her legs.
“You’re so fucking dirty,” I said, panting.
“Fuck me, Carter,” she gasped. “Fuck that pussy of mine. Your pussy.”
I couldn’t wait any longer. I plunged my cock inside her, with her hungry little cunt sucking up every inch of me until we were both gasping with pleasure. My balls were hitting up against her ass and she was so fucking full that I could feel the tip of my cock hitting her womb.
She moaned as I dragged my cock out of her, driving it back in a little bit deeper. I grabbed her ass, spreading her cheeks as I thrusted into her again and again. She moaned, bucking against me and taking my fat cock deep inside her tight little pussy.
“You like that?” I groaned, fucking her hard.
My hand reached back to the cleft of her ass and she gasped. I grinned, letting my fingers slip a little bit further back. I just barely touched her ass and she moaned.
She was so wet that her slickness was dripping down my balls and over her ass. I slowed the movement of my hips as my finger explored her most private place. She moaned, biting her lip as her eyes widened. When my finger went inside her ass, I pushed my cock deeper and she screamed.
I felt her come with my cock in her pussy and my finger in my ass, her muscles contracting, squeezing me like a vice. I couldn’t control myself any longer. Watching the orgasm crash into her was hotter than anything I could ever imagine. She shuddered against me as the cum boiled in my balls, tightening up against my shaft until I exploded.
“Fill me up, baby,” she moaned, pleasure still etched on her face. “Fill me with that dirty white cum of yours.”
I groaned. So fucking dirty and so fucking hot… and so fucking mine. I splashed my cum inside her until I was completely empty, finally collapsing beside her as I tried to catch my breath.
We laid there for some time, saying nothing, barely moving, but knowing that we’d found each other.
Epilogue - Veronica
Carter and I went to Lacie and Maddox’s wedding the following Monday, and they had their fair share of excitement, but I’ll let her tell her own story. Suffice it to say that I was over the moon for Lacie and for Morgan… and for myself and my new relationship.
Carter’s divorce went through without any issues, and I even ended up meeting his ex-wife at a social function a few months later. She was gracious and polite with a sad smile. When she excused herself, Carter kissed my temple and wrapped his arms around me.
“I love you,” he said, and my heart did a backflip.
Seth stayed true to his word, and he left me alone. A couple nights, my phone rang with a blocked number, but those stopped after a few months. I don’t know what happened to him, or if he ended up finding anyone else. Frankly, I didn’t care.
We moved out of the mansion he’d lived in with Maddox and got our own place just down the road. Lacie, Morgan and I went on tour with the band for three months. It was their biggest tour ever, and their most successful album so far. We got a whirlwind tour of so many cities that by the time we got back home, my head was spinning and I couldn’t remember which monument belonged to which city.
When we moved into our new house, Carter took me by the hand and led me to a huge room in the basement. My eyes widened as I saw the computers and screens, the lighting and photography equipment filling the space. I looked at him and he shrugged.
“Figured you’d need a studio.”
I threw my arms around his neck and he twirled me around before setting me down and kissing me.
“Carter,” I breathed. “How could I ever thank you?”
Carter just laughed and touched his nose to mine. “When are you going to realize that you don’t need to thank me? You’ve changed my life, Vee. You fixed my divorce. You made me love music again. You and Lacie and Morgan saved our lives.”
“That’s a little dramatic,” I laughed.
“It’s not. If you hadn’t shown up…”
I pressed my lips against his and wrapped my arms around his neck. He kissed me harder, pulling my body against his.
We made love on the floor in my new photography studio. I screamed his name as I came, digging my fingers into his muscular body as he gave me the hundredth, or maybe the thousandth orgasm of our time together.
When it was over, I laid on his chest and looked around the room, grinning.
