Carter Cruise Sexy Novels & Stories

NIVEA My generous curves seemed to captivate him completely. I watched his lips part and engorge, his cheeks flushing with lust. The way he stared at me—like I was Nefertiti, the goddess of love—made my pussy throb powerfully. A warm, traitorous wave of arousal flooded through my core. He drew in a sharp breath through his mouth and bit his lower lip hard.

He notices me staring at him and I immediately avert my gaze back to my laptop. After a brief moment of silence I look at him and I discover that he has the roll of his shirt sleeves to his elbow revealing the sexiest pair of veins. I'm a sucker for beautiful veiny hands and Carter has the most perfect veiny hands. Oh God I want to run my tongue through them and see if those veins means that he has enough power to hold me up on the wall why he does dirty things to me with those hands.

I clasp my hands together and coo at my beta. Carter brushes the back of his hand across his lips as he hurries to swallow. “The cutesy act doesn’t work on me, Alpha.” I step closer to the island, leaning over it, I rest my chin in my hands and bat my eyelashes as I jut out my bottom lip. “Pretty pretty, please! Tell me, the suspense is killing me!” Carter’s rich caramel eyes roll back into his head as he crosses his thick, bronze arms across his chest. “Knock that shit off, and I’ll tell you.”

I am a Santoro and I wasn’t born to be challenged like this. Not even the beasts of this world that I am living. And so, I turned around and faced him. “ Are you sure about that?” I asked, smiling sweetly and letting my fingertips trace the curve of his lips to further seduce him. Just when I was sure that he was under my spell, a cold smile twisted his lips. His enormous arms pulled my wrists towards him, making me stunned out of shock. “Don’t try to seduce me, Santoro. You might end up screaming real hard,” he winked before pushing me back into the car seat and starting the car.

Carter groaned. His eyes were on my body and his lips were curled into a pleasurable grimace. I placed my hands onto his muscular chest, using him to hold myself up as I dropped my weight down onto his cock. I felt so sexy there with him. My hair was a mess and fell lazily over my shoulders. I had no makeup on, since most of it had washed off in the ocean. Still, it made no difference. The way Carter touched me and looked at me made me feel like I was some kind of super model. I leaned forward and kiss him. Carter's hands slipped down to my ass and he gave it a squeeze. He held me in that position and began bucking his hips upward, plunging his length deep inside of me.

Carter. *************************************************

Cursing, he grabbed random tubes and squeezed, his fingers leaving random trails of color on her body. She threw her arms above her head. “Put your hands on me. I need—” Then his paint-coated hands were tracking the hypersensitive skin from her wrists down to her armpits, making her skin a mass of gooseflesh. She writhed and arched beneath him, whimpering, craving this side of him, knowing this was who he was to her. “Here?” Carter’s hands plumped her breasts and his thumbs swept her nipples. “Yes. More.”

A moan escaped me and I felt Carter grin as he licked from my neck to my jaw. “After all this is just a taster for what your daughter will be doing?” Carter gloated as the man dropped to his knees. “Please she is only 13 don’t do this,” he begged as I squirmed the pressure building. Carter used his free hand to palm my breast and more wetness dripped between my thighs. I hated how my body betrayed me.

he said with a charming twisted mouth, expressing his amorous zeal. However, Gregory Wayle's promotions are lacking, yet his charisma was strong enough to encompass an incomprehensible longing in his supporters. Furthermore, paparazzi who are aware of his existence would undoubtedly daydream, and Caruss is one of them. "Damn! You are so f*cking hot! Ugh! You're driving me crazy, Greg. Why you're so attractive, huh?" Caruss looked up, as if he were going insane.

I only put some powder and a little lip tint in my face then I was all set. Carter on the other hand looked so gorgeous as ever on his black long sleeved shirt with sleeves rolled down his elbow. He looks casual but still looks authoritative and serious. Plus the fact that his sea-green eyes never fail to dazzle me every time he looks at me as if I am the only thing he can see, as if I am the center of the world.