He pushed in slowly this time, inch by inch, letting me feel every thick ridge. When he bottomed out, he stayed there, grinding deep in slow circles. I wrapped my legs around him, pulling him closer. The fullness was perfect. Overwhelming.

He started thrusting. Long, deep strokes that made my toes curl. His mouth found mine again, kissing me sloppy and hot while he fucked me. One hand pinched my nipple, rolling it between his fingers. The other held my hip, angling me so he hit that sweet spot every time.

The bed creaked softly. Our bodies slapped together. Sweat slicked our skin.

Then came the surprise.

Carter reached over...