Carter Cruise Sexy Novels & Stories

She squirmed when his hand touched feminine curls and played with feminine folds, inserting first one finger and then two. Carter moved on top and plunged into her and retreated, back and forth while he kissed and nuzzled her neck and breasts. She was enthralled with each stroke, each kiss, nibble, and nuzzle. She'd dreamed about how it would be to have sex with Carter again and it felt so good. Delirious with sensations, she grabbed the edge of the covers and reached for Carter's arm. She closed her eyes and concentrated on feeling. Overwhelmed with all the emotions, she was awed by his sensitivity and awareness. The flames went higher and higher and finally were all consuming. Vision blurr

Her curls bounce as she chews cereal, eyes half-amused, half-concerned. “You’re seriously not going?” she asks, spoon waving in the air. “I don’t know,” I mutter, tightening the strap of my heel. I am getting ready, but denial is easier. “He’s a married man, Carrie. Married. And not just to anyone, to Amy freaking Stone. The Oscar-winning actress. If someone takes a picture…” Carrie snorts. “He’s Carter Ford. Nobody’s taking a picture. Trust me, men like that live above the rules.”

Vex and Skipper keep playing with my nipples, but their attention is now somewhere else. Between my legs. “You’re taking him so well, baby.” Skipper scoots up toward my head and shifts the hair away from my face. “Look down at yourself. See how wet you are.” He doesn’t have to tell me. I know. It’d be embarrassing if I wasn’t so fucking turned on. Vex slides his finger down to where Carter and I are joined, locating my bundle of nerves. One stroke brings me to the brink again. It looks like Carter isn’t far away either. His blue eyes are focused on only one thing. Climax.

“No young lady, until you accept to give to the orphans, there’ll be no sex for you” “I don’t want sex, all I ask for is a quickie. Just the tip" She replied, licking his neck lazily as her hand found his buckle. His limp shaft revived immediately and hot arousal shot through him. His hand found her hook and with a little snap, he released her white, huge breasts. He dug his face into them, earning a moan and laugh from Isabelle who stroked his shaft lightly. "Stop, you still haven't agreed" Alessandro moved back slightly and she pouted with a frown, drawing him closer.

She quickly glanced away, not wanting to seem too obvious, but she felt his presence before he even reached her. “Enjoying yourself, future Mrs. Carter?” His voice was low, warm, and laced with a teasing intimacy that curled around her like smoke. She met his gaze, lips curving in a half-smile. “Trying to. You’ve barely been by my side tonight.” “Maybe I like watching you from across the room,” he said, leaning in slightly. “You look… unreal tonight.” Her cheeks warmed under the compliment, though she tried to roll her eyes lightly. “Smooth, Theo. Very smooth.”

He said as his eyes scanned my attire and look. His pent-up sexual frustration must be high. His eyes widened. "Shit did I say that out loud?" He shook his head in disbelief, yet he found it amusing. I smiled at him. "Am I right or am I right?" I asked him as if I knew the answer. He leaned closer towards me — Leveling himself to my ears. "Are you offering to be my release?" I froze. I couldn't get any word out of my mouth. "Yeah, I thought so. you just got a big ass mouth." He pulled away from my ears.

I was confused by his actions. “I am not going to rush this, Leah. I want you to choose me for the right reasons. However, there is one thing I need to do.” He stepped up to me and placed a gentle finger under my chin. The contact sent electricity coursing through my veins. His lips softly touched mine for a brief moment before pulling away. My instant reaction was to pout at him. He couldn’t help but laugh. I swatted my hand onto his shoulder playfully. “Is that the best you’ve got Mr. Carter?” I toyed.

Kelly said. Alexander knew something was off, he couldn't just access it yet. "Hmm! tell me more," he said swiftly, then chuckled breaking the tension that was fast rising between them. "There is nothing more to say," Kelly spat out. Lovemaking with Celine seems to be the best thing for Carter, he truly loves how easygoing the lady is, how tight, and the fact that whenever he knocked her harder than usual, she opened her mouth to scream his name. "Carter, I guess you've shifted my womb, help me, I can't breathe," Celine yelled out, and before she could notice it, she was on the verge of climaxing.

Carter sounded like a man starved as his voice became impossibly gravelly- as if his wolf was fighting to come out of his skin to devour me. Carter pulled us away from the wall and set me down on his desk, spreading my legs with impressive yet tender strength. His golden eyes were hooded as his hands wandered over the bottom seam of my shirt and caressed the smooth flesh teasingly. I gasped and lifted my arms up in complete compliance. Carter smirked in approval and with the grace of a man who knew what he was doing, slowly- teasingly even, pushed my top up and over my head, grazing his thumbs over my breasts in the process.