“Carson,” she moaned, fighting for breath. “It’s too much…it’s…I can’t take it…oh God.”
Rather than release her, he continued to tongue her, his fingers sliding in and out with long, deep thrusts until she was coming again. Or maybe she’d never stopped coming the first time. Who knew. Who cared. Holly’s pulse shrieked in her ears, her breasts throbbed beneath her trembling fingers. And the pleasure…it never ended. The dam had broken and a rush of pure rapture poured through her in uncontrollable waves.
“Oh yeah,” Carson groaned, lifting his head after planting one last soft kiss to her clit.
She gasped for air, her body so sated and numb she couldn’t move a single limb or muscle.
He rose to his feet and pushed her hands off her breasts, quickly replacing them with his own. His warm palms cupped each mound, his fingers stroking. Bending his head, he tasted her, covering one nipple with his mouth and sucking gently. He groaned again, then moved away from her breast and captured her lips in a hot kiss.
She kissed him back eagerly, enjoying the warmth of his mouth, the taste of herself on his tongue. Lifting her arms, she twined them around his strong, corded neck and pulled him closer, needing to feel that rock-hard body pressed against her. He stepped www.samhainpublishing.com 47
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“You’re so hard,” she whispered into his mouth, rubbing herself against the long erection bulging at his crotch. The denim scraped over her naked sex, but the slight abrasion only turned her on even more.
“Hold on a second,” he choked out. “All that rubbing is too damn distracting.”
She quit moving and waited for him to grab a condom from his pocket. Shoving his jeans down, he sheathed his thick cock and offered a faint smile. “Okay, do your worst.
Or best, actually.”
Holly laughed, then circled his heavy erection with her fingers and guided him to her opening. They released simultaneous moans as he slid his entire length into her wetness.
The feel of him inside her was so good she almost fell off the counter, but Carson grabbed her hips and steadied her, thrusting a couple of times before letting out another groan.
“Damn. I won’t last long,” he admitted in a raspy voice.
“Then come. You know, to take the edge off,” she said, mimicking his earlier words.
“But next time, I expect at least a full hour of serious thrusting and pumping to make up for this debacle.”
Laughing, he bent down to kiss her, then set out in a fast, hard pace that had her gasping into his lips. He pounded into her with his cock, all the way to the hilt, and each stroke brought her closer and closer to the edge again. When she heard Carson’s low groan of pleasure, she let herself go, squeezing her inner muscles against him as his cock pulsed with release inside her.
When the waves of orgasm finally subsided, she saw Carson watching her with something that resembled awe.
“What?” she asked self-consciously.
He shook his head, looking a bit stunned. “How are we this good together? The only time I’ve ever come this hard is when we did it in that closet.”
She managed a small laugh. “Are you just trying to be nice?”
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He snorted. “I just fucked you on your kitchen counter. Does a nice guy really do that?”
“Hmmm, I guess not.” She tilted her head. “So…just to clarify…are you officially agreeing to fling with me?”
“I guess I am.”
Wariness crept up her body. “Because I meant what I said on Friday, I don’t really have the time for a relationship right now.”
“Okay.”
“Okay?”
He rolled his eyes. “Yes, okay. If you want sex, I’ll give you sex.”
“Just sex,” she prompted.
An indefinable expression flickered in his eyes, and then he smiled. “Whatever you say, sweetheart.”
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“Your plan isn’t working,” Carson said as he sank into the chair in front of Will and handed the other man a beer.
It was Monday night and Carson had dragged Will to the Sand Hole, one of his favorite bars in San Diego. A few yards from the pier, the bar offered an outdoor patio that overlooked the ocean, and the two men were sitting at a table by the railing, while the balmy evening breeze tried to claim the napkins on the tabletop. Carson finally set his beer bottle on the napkins, so the damn things would quit fluttering around. It was just Will and him tonight, something that was becoming a habit. Garrett and Shelby were still away, and Ryan and Matt had hit a nightclub across town, but Carson hadn’t felt like clubbing tonight. He was in a seriously foul mood, despite the incredible sex he’d been having for the past week.