by Lulu Pratt
“Is that right?” She asks, not even bothering to hide her tremendous smile. Her cheeks flush red as she does.
“That’s right,” I say back.
“Okay, you’ve got me. I’ll come tomorrow, on one condition.”
“Which is?”
“That you let me use that Jacuzzi tonight? I haven’t used it yet, and it’s been calling my name all week.”
“You haven’t used it yet?” I ask, feigning shock. “Well, in that case, I insist. But only if you let me join you. On that condition, I can’t be moved.”
She bites her lip as she pretends to think on the proposal. “I don’t think so.”
She suddenly jumps to her feet. She winks at me, turns and runs to my bedroom.
“No, you don’t!” I yell, and I chase after her. She screams when she hears me coming, and as I chase her into the bathroom, I pick her up off her feet.
“Put me down!” She laughs as I dangle her above the floor.
“Only if you promise to let me join you.”
“Fine, I give up!” She’s still laughing as I put her down. “You can join me. In fact, that might make the Jacuzzi even more enjoyable.”
I smile and walk forward to turn on the faucet. The hot water pours from the faucet, filling up the tub. As I watch the water rise, I begin to undress.
“I love your tattoos,” she says as she watches me take my clothes off.
“Oh yeah? Which ones?” I drop my pants to the floor.
“All of them. But if I had to pick, I would say that one.” She points to a tattoo on the back of my shoulder. It’s my favorite one as well. “What does it mean?”
“Have I not told you?” I ask.
“No.”
“It’s supposed to represent the Gordian knot,” I say. I run my hand through the water, testing the heat. “It’s based on an old story about Alexander the Great. I won’t bore you with the details, but basically it was foretold that whoever could undo this knot would rule the world.”
“And he undid it?” She asks, wide-eyed. She is totally naked now, and I have to work to maintain my concentration. Her body is incredible, and I just want to take her, here and now.
“He cut it with his sword,” I explain. “And the knot fell undone.”
“That’s cheating!”
“No, it’s thinking outside the box. I got the tattoo in college to remind me that there’s always another way to do something, and that way, the one that no one has tried before, is often the most effective.”
“Ah, I see,” she says. “Very clever.”
“Do I hear sarcasm in your voice?” I ask.
“Is there ever not?”
“So you don’t buy the story then?”
“Well,” she begins. “It’s not so much that I don’t buy it. But more that I think he cheated. If the story is about cheating to achieve your goals, then that’s fine. But to say that he undid the knot? That’s a stretch.”
“Come here!”
I take a quick step forward and scoop Carrie off her feet. She lets out a fake scream as I throw her over my shoulder. With her still on my shoulder, I reach forward and turn off the running water. The Jacuzzi is full, and I step gingerly into it, sinking into its depths, still carrying her over my shoulder the entire time.
As I slide into the water, I let her fall from me. She does so with a splash, laughing the entire time.
Chapter 24
CARRIE
The water in the Jacuzzi is warm, and it feels amazing on my body. Even more amazing is the man I am sharing it with. Blake looks unreal without any clothes on. Sure, I have seen him naked more times than I can count now, but somehow, in the context of the Jacuzzi, he looks even better than usual.
His broad chest sits just above the water, lapping at his nipples. He scoops up a handful of water and drops it over his head. It runs down his face and over his body. He looks like a damn model. And his tattoos! With the water shimmering off them, they look better than ever before.
“I seriously love your tattoos,” I say as I push myself to him.
He’s sitting on the small step in the Jacuzzi, and he takes my hand and pulls me into his lap.
“I love your…” As I speak, I move my hand down to his crotch, grabbing his cock between my fingers. It’s already hard, and I give it a tug.
“Do you, now?” He asks with a groan.
“You know I do,” I say, gripping it harder. It pulsates in my hand. Turning my body, I position myself with my back to Blake, so my pussy is sitting right above his cock.
“Wait,” he says, stopping me from sitting on it. “We can’t do it in here.”
“Why not?” I ask. My pussy lips are rubbing along the head of his cock, and I slowly lower myself down, pressing them onto him. “Don’t you want to?”
“You know I do.” His hands rest on my ass, holding me up and stopping me from impaling myself on his girth. “But there’s no point. I mean that you can’t get pregnant in a Jacuzzi.”
“What? Yes, you can.” Again, I try to sit on the head of his still erect cock. I have to hand it to him, his self-control is incredible.
“Doesn’t the heat from the water stop the semen or something like that?” He asks.
“That’s just a myth,” I say, even though I have no idea if it is or not.
My hand reaches down between my thighs, gripping him again. I squeeze, and he lets out a long, deep moan. As I do, I again position myself so that his head is pressed against the lips of what would be a very wet pussy, were it not for the fact that I am already wet from the water.
“I don’t…” He can’t even finish his sentence.
As he speaks, I guide his cock into me. It hits my lips, and this time, he doesn’t stop me. I slip myself down, moaning as his girth fills me. I take him, inch by inch, second by second, until all of him is inside of me.
My ass is pressed into his stomach, my back faces him, and his cock is inside of me. He reaches around me, wrapping his hands around my breasts. He pinches my nipples and squeezes me. I moan and tell him to do it harder. He does.
He leans forward, kissing my back and neck. It sends tingles up my spine and is sensational.
As he does all this, I begin to bounce. From where I am sitting, I’m able to easily move myself up and down on his cock. I squeeze my legs together, making sure to get the best grip I can. I move my hips up, sliding all the way until the head of his huge dick is about to burst from my lips. I then suddenly stop, rub my pussy on it for just a second, and slide all the way back down.
Up I go again and then back down. Each time I reach the top of his shaft, I pause for just a moment. I make him groan. And as I slide down, ever so slowly, he groans for me.
“That’s it, baby. Fuck me real good. Don’t stop until you come, Carrie.”
I increase my speed now. Up faster and down faster. He runs his hands down my back. His nails pierce me, and I tell him to do it again. He grabs a handful of my hair and pulls it back. I let out a scream of ecstasy.
He feels so good inside me. I slow my tempo as I prepare for my next move. With him still inside of me, I kick my leg up and turn around so that I am facing him. Straddling him now, I begin to move again.
From this position, I am able to grab onto his shoulders and use him to lift me up and down. Back and forth, up and down, I move. I push my hips forward, grinding my clit down as I move into him. I lift myself up, moaning as I do and then I fall back down.
His hands hold my ass, helping me to balance. I reach forward, grab him by the head, and shove his face into my breasts. He bites and tears at them. First the nipple and next the skin. He then sucks them, licks them and does everything he can with his mouth. I scream for him to keep going.
I ride him for all I am worth. I want to come, but I don’t want to stop.
“Wait,” he says.
“What?” I pant, almost unable stopping what I am doing.
“Let’s finish this in the bedroom. Now.”
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�Bedroom? Why?” I can barely speak from how out of breath I am. He so fucking good. It’s almost too much.
“Honestly? Because I want to bend that ass over and ride you from behind.”
I smile and nod. Honestly, I think it sounds like a wonderful idea.
I slowly slide myself from his cock. As I do, I repeat the same motion. Pausing at the top of his cock, I rub my lips on it, massaging him with my wet slit. He groans, and I laugh.
Climbing from the Jacuzzi, he takes my hand and helps me up. His cock sticks up straight, and it takes all my self-control to not fall to my knees and start sucking it. But I’m worried about how much longer I can last, and I want him back inside of me.
He takes my hand and leads me to the bedroom. Water drips from our bodies as we enter the master bedroom. He leads me to the bed. As I reach it, he pushes me forward, and I stumble. My hands shoot out and I land flat on the bed.
“Stay right there,” he orders.
With my hands flat on the bed and my ass sticking out, he walks up behind me. His cock presses itself into my ass, and his hands massage it. He then spanks me, nice and hard. I tell him to do it again, only harder, and he does.
“Are you ready?” He breathes into my ear. He kisses the back of my neck and bites my earlobe.
I can feel his cock pressing itself up against me. It is trying to get inside of me. But I’m not letting it. Not yet anyway.
“Are you?” I say back.
In reply, he places his hand on my back and pushes me forward so that I am fully bent over. I perk up my ass and ready myself for round two. Judging from the way his body shakes and his cock throbs, I predict this is going to be one hell of a second round.
Chapter 25
BLAKE
Every part of Carrie is unreal. In the Jacuzzi, when she was riding me reverse cowgirl, it was all I could do to not come there and then. And now, as she bends over the bed in front of me, I’m in the same boat. My cock shakes with anticipation, and I worry that the second it enters her, I am going to explode.
I run my hand over her bare ass, loving how round and smooth it is. I move my hand over it and down to her pussy. My fingers dip inside of her, and she moans as they do. I run them over her engorged clit. She shakes as I stroke around it.
Her entire body responds. I am sure that she wants me inside of her to finish the job, but I decide on something else.
She is still bent over the bed. I am holding on to her ass with both hands, and I drop down to my knees. I nibble at the sweet curve of her ass first. Her left cheek and then her right. I lick and kiss them. I pinch them with my hands. Each time I do, she moans and squeals.
Her pussy is right in my face. Her lips are inches away from my own. I lick my own lips, eye my target and bury my face. Her pussy tastes amazing, and as my tongue punctures it, she lets out a long groan. I feel her hand run through my hair and push my face in even further.
My tongue finds her clit and licks it. It’s swollen, and it hardens with each lick and suck. I wrap my lips around it, toying with it, playing with it. She spreads her legs a little more, allowing for me to really get my face in there, and I do.
I run my tongue up her lips, switching between licking the inside of her sweet pussy and the outside of her clit. Each time I do, she moans and groans.
“Don’t stop!” she begs for me to continue.
Her entire body is responding now. She’s shaking and vibrating. I am sure that if I continue, if I keep my mouth wrapped around her, that she will come all over my face.
I want to taste her juices. I want them dripping down my chin. But I also want to finish inside of her.
I pull my face from her. Keeping a tight grip on her ass so she doesn’t move, I position myself behind her. My cock is still rock hard, but not as ready to blow as it was a few moments earlier. I press the head of my cock against her wet lips and tease her. By the sound of her soft panting, she loves it.
“Blake, please,” she moans.
Her hand reaches underneath her legs, gripping my cock by the base. She strokes it and rubs it against her thighs and lips. Her leg arches itself up, allowing me an easier entry. I slap her ass. Once and then twice. She squeals, loving it. Fuck me. I love that she loves it. Naughty girl.
“Fuck me. Now,” she whispers.
“With all ten inches, baby.” With one giant heave, I shove my hard length inside of her. It slides up, sandwiching between her lips. They suck around it, swallowing my shaft whole. Only when I am all the way inside of her, all the way up to my stomach, do I stop. And then I start again.
Back and forth, I move my hips. In and out, in and out. I slide my cock all the way out of her, pausing at the end. I then shove it back into her, all the way to my stomach. Every time I do, she screams. Every time I do, she tells me to do it harder. And I do just that.
I start to really pump into her harder. She is still bent over, and I am not going to let her go anywhere. I want to finish inside of her in this position. I love the way her ass looks. It’s so round and so firm. It’s all muscle and about as close to perfect as an ass can be.
Back and forth, I continue to work her. I reach forward and take a handful of her hair. I pull her head back. Still holding on, my other hand slaps her perfect ass. And again. Each time I slap it, she tells me that she wants more. So I give her more.
I want to fuck her forever. I never want to stop. If I were to die now, I would be a happy man, because this is as close to heaven as I will ever be. But I can’t go forever. Even now, as I think of this, I feel that sensation rising inside of me. I can feel my balls aching, my toes tingling and my knees shaking.
“Are you close?” I ask.
“So close,” she moans. “Come inside me. I want you to put a baby–”
Her words are cut off and she screams again as I ram myself all the way inside her.
The fire is starting to rise through the rest of my body. I am so close. My movements become more erratic, faster, harder. She starts to bounce back and forth, really pushing me to the edge.
It’s on me now. It has taken over my entire body. I tap her on the ass, letting her know that I am about to come. She reaches back, grabbing onto me with one hand. Her toes flex out, her body goes rigid and together, the two of us come.
As I come, I press myself all the way into her, making sure that my cock is totally buried. I feel the hot, sticky mess pouring from me, and I want to make sure that she takes all of it.
Once I am finished, I stay inside of her. I try to press my body as tightly to hers as I can, ensuring that nothing is lost. When it is all said and done, I still want her pregnant.
Her head is buried in the bed now, but she hasn’t moved. Like a good girl, her ass is sticking up in the air. She knows that she has to try to keep as much of my load inside her as she can. She knows that a baby is the number-one concern here. Well that, and the pleasure that we both receive from it.
It’s only after several minutes, with me behind her, my cock buried into her, that I finally feel safe enough to remove myself. Slowly, very slowly, I pull myself from Carrie. My dick is still slightly hard and dripping in her juices. I don’t even bother to wipe it off as I fall in the bed beside her. She rolls onto her back and crawls up to me.
We lay together with her wrapped in my arms. And as we do, I have to pinch myself. Despite all the baby talk and the ‘business proposal’ that the two of us made. I am still the happiest I have ever been. I hate to admit it, but I definitely feel myself falling in love with this woman.
Chapter 26
CARRIE
As I wrap myself in Blake’s arms, I struggle to contain my smile. It spreads across my face with force and broadcasts openly just how happy I am right now. And it’s not just how great the sex is, although that is on another level. It’s everything.
Blake is just so damn incredible. He is caring, kind and considerate. He is funny, warm and compassionate.
He is the opposite of how I pictured him when Lyndsey used to d
escribe him. Sure, she would tell me how hot he was, but she would also complain about how cruel he could be, and how he used to use her for his own means. I just don’t see any of that in him. Or at least, I haven’t yet.
But whenever I think of that, and whenever my future plans come to the forefront of my mind, I have to work to contain them and push them away. I don’t want to think about that right now. I don’t want to ruin the moment. For right now, the moment is perfect.
“Well, that was something else,” Blake finally says after a long silence.
I nuzzle against his chest, stroking the lines of his muscles.
“I’ve definitely had worse,” I joke. I kiss his chest as I do, concentrating on his pecs.
“Easy,” he warns jokingly. “I might not be so considerate next time. I might have to just start thinking about my own needs.”
“Does that mean that we will be done faster? Because I think I’d be okay with that.”
“That’s it!”
He pulls his arm from under me and holds me down as he begins to tickle me. I scream, batting him away as best as I can. But he is far too strong, and it’s all I can do to stop myself from rolling from the bed and falling on the ground.
“Okay,” I scream. “I’m sorry. I take it back!”
“Good,” he says with a smile. He stops tickling me, allowing me to rest back in his arms. “You’re far too sassy for my liking.”
“It’s a defense mechanism,” I say. “The benefits of being an only child and an orphan.”
“I didn’t know you were an orphan,” he says, sitting up and looking at me with curiosity.
I had forgotten that I haven’t told him that yet. I’ve been trying to keep my past hidden and secret, just in case.
“Oh, did I not mention that?” I ask quietly.
“No. You told me you had a sister who passed away. And the way you spoke, it sounded like you had a family, too?”
“I was adopted,” I admit.
It’s odd, but I want to tell him more. I want to open up to him and share my secrets with him. I’m usually pretty closed off, but Blake brings it out in me.