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“I want you to watch me claim this pussy, I want you to see what you do to me. Do you like seeing this?”
“Yes,” I manage to say. “I love watching you fuck me.”
“Good,” he says, his voice rough with desire.
He thrusts into me again, his cock hitting that spot inside me that makes me see stars.
“Carter, that’s so good,” I moan. “Just like that.”
“Anything for my perfect girl,” he says, repeating the same motion again.
He pounds into me in abandon and I don’t take my eyes off the mirror for the entire time, watching as he thrusts into me over and over again, his cock disappearing into my pussy with each jerk of his hips. I start to feel the orgasm consume me, and I cry out. Carter does too, and I watch as his expression shifts as he starts to come, and he lets out a grunt, grinding into me even deeper and harder as he does.
He pulls out and breathing heavily, I roll over onto my back.
“Oh my god.”
“I’m not done with you yet,” he says, and lays in between my thighs. “Every time my cock is inside you Angel, you’re gonna come at least three times.”
“Or what?” I ask.
“Or I’m not a man worthy of your time. Now spread your legs like a good girl.” I do as he says immediately, and Carter strokes his fingers through my folds, and then pumps them inside of me. He spreads his release and my wetness around, and then flicks his thumb over my clit, while his other hand pumps in and out of me. “I’m gonna fuck you with my fingers while you’re covered in my cum, Angel. And you’re gonna beg me for an orgasm like the good girl you are, okay?”
“Yes, please,” I say, my thighs already shaking. I find that I really, really like that Carter is fingering me even after he’s finished inside of me. It’s something no other man has done to me. And aside from being insanely hot, it’s nice that sex with him never begins and ends with his pleasure. Just because he came doesn’t mean we’re done.
Carter strokes me lightly, barely touching me, his fingers fluttering over my clit, and then through my folds, as his cum continues to leak out of me. He swipes some of it off my thigh, and fucks it back into me, the action making me moan and cry out.
“You’re such a sexy fucking mess, Angela,” he says, continuing his torturously slow pace, his fingers now moving in and out of me.
“Carter,” I gasp out.
“What, Angel?” His hands go still against me.
“I need to come so badly,” I say, a sob escaping my lips.
“And?”
“Please make me come. Please,” I whimper.
“You’re such a good girl. This pretty pussy took my cock so well earlier, of course I’m gonna let you come. Just hold on a bit longer.”
He rubs my clit again, this time with a bit more pressure, going steadily until he can tell that I’m right on the edge, that I’m seconds from tipping over it.
“You can come now,” he tells me.
And I do, my back bowing, the pleasure shattering through me, making me scream into the room. I thrust my hips against his hand, and tell him please over and over again, and he obliges, taking me from one peak of pleasure right into the next, his fingers working in and out of my pussy as his other hand strums my clit.
“You are so perfect, Angel, I could watch you come all day. Watching you come with my cum all over your pussy and down your thighs makes me hard all over again,” he tells me. The praise makes me moan, and even though I think I’m tapped out, I come again, shaking on the bed, whimpering and moaning, as he continues to rub me in gentle circles.
I lay there in stunned silence for a moment, feeling boneless, sated, and completely at ease.
“That was…Carter…I have no words,” I say. “It’s not like it wasn’t good between us all those years ago but damn. Was itthatgood?”
“I think we probably both learned a thing or two in college,” he says, laying down next to me and taking my hand in his. “Plus we’re better at communicating now. And more mature. At least I am.”
“I am, too.”
But it’s more than that, I think. It’s that the trust I have for Carter now is trust that he earned, through words and actions, and continuing to show up for me.
