Chapter 7

• Carter
• Her determination to keep fighting me is only turning me on more than I can prepare myself for, a sporadic and animalistic need for her is all I feel, my thoughts are clouded and every time she opens her mouth to speak she still sounds like she is trying to fight me, I bring my hand back in between her legs and she still tries to squirm out of my grip but I’ve got a firm hold on my belt binding her hands and I smirk and raise my eyebrow at her as my fingers tease her slit.
• “Well would you look at that. You must have liked that so much based on how wet you are.”
• She lets a few shaky inhales and exhales out but doesn’t break eye contact with me, “Fuck you.”
• She’s got a damn mouth on her…no woman I have been with has been as dominant and mouthy as her and it’s driving me fucking crazy so I just keep my look the same on her and then drive my middle finger inside her causing gasping moans to escape.
• “I’m sorry…what was that you said to me?”
• I curl my finger a few times inside which keeps her sounds going and she is having a hard time keeping her eyes open, “Mmm f…fuck you.”
• I chuckle slightly and tease another finger around her entrance, “I don’t think that’s what you really want to say. Why don’t you try again little bird?”
• She takes a breath like she is going to speak but I slowly slip another digit inside her which stops her words from coming out but instead makes more moans come out and fuck they sound so sweet. It looks like she might want to say something but she’s trying to catch her breath as I slowly curl my fingers inside her, I know it is probably driving her crazy going slow, but I won’t take being spoken to the way she did to me lightly.
• Her lips tremble slightly and she takes a shaky inhale, “What…mmm do you…want?”
• I smirk a little more and move closer to her face, “I want to feel you tremble…I want to hear you scream my name…and I want to hear you beg me to fuck you until you come.”
• She takes a small breath, “Okay.”
• Her tone definitely changed from when she first mouthed off to me, “Such a good girl.”
• I let go of the belt on her hands and pull my fingers out of her and trail kisses with firm bites starting at her neck and work my way down, just because she is stubborn and demanding doesn’t mean she doesn’t deserve to have her gorgeous body worshiped. I get her to full and perky breasts and take one aroused peak in my mouth and palm the other firmly with my hand but I don’t linger and l keep working my way down to her soaked core, I notice that she has a very fit and toned physique and I can’t help but think that seeing her completely naked in full daylight would be tantalizing.
• I reach her hips and bite each one and her breaths are getting slightly more shaky and as I lower myself down more on the bed I grab one of her thighs and put it over my shoulder and then run my tongue up her entire slit making more gasping sounds escape from her mouth.
• “My god you taste so fucking good.”
• I peek my head up at her and see her eyes are barely open and she takes a small breath, “Then please don’t stop.”
• I got a nice word out of her, maybe she wasn’t so hard to break after all, I smirk at her and run my tongue up her one more time and I feel her leg trying to pull me in but I am much stronger than her and it’ll take a lot more than one of her legs to force me to do anything. I take two of my fingers and tease her opening and she is still soaked and it is taking every fucking muscle in my body to not just bury myself in her right now, so I take a small breath and slip two fingers inside her which causes a shaky inhale and then I take her most sensitive anatomy in my mouth and the second that I start working in slow gentle circles her all her muscles engage and more pronounced moans leave her mouth and it’s like music to my ears.
• After a few minutes of doing this I pump my fingers in and out of her slightly faster and curl them at the perfect spot and I hear her sounds of pleasure getting louder and more sporadic and I feel her lower back curl up slightly and a few shaky breaths as if she is trying to formulate words.
• “Oh fuck…don’t stop…don’t stop!”
• I keep my motion the same and her breathing is getting more broken and I get my other arm ready to stop her from pushing away from me and right on cue I feel her insides start pulsating around my fingers and her body starts spasming. I feel her body sit up but I quickly reach my left hand up and firmly push on her upper stomach and force her to lay back down, she grabs my hand with hers and I can feel her trying to push my hand off her but with the strength of my arm and continuing to keep her orgasm going she doesn’t have much strength to fight me. After a few more seconds of doing this I feel her go from trying to push me to holding onto my hand and her pitchy moans are echoing in the room and as soon as her legs start shaking I slow all my motions down and slowly pull my fingers out of her that are completely covered in her wetness.
• Her eyes are closed and she is panting in deep breathes but I smirk slightly and stick my fingers in my mouth and let out a deep sound at the taste of it, “So fucking good.”
• I see her eyes trying to squint open as I reach over to the nightstand for a condom, I quickly grab one and rip it open with my mouth and put it on as she slowly starts to try and move on the bed away from me, so she still insists on fighting. I let her crawl a little bit away from and smirk slightly and as soon as I get the condom on I reach over and grab her ankles and flip her to her stomach and I see her hands trying to pull herself away from me so I put my left hand on the bed and with my right grab a handful of her hair and pull her head up slightly and bring my mouth right next to her ear.
• “You’re not trying to run away…are you little bird?”
• She takes a couple of deep shaky breaths, “I…cannot…inherently let you…have me so easily.”
• I let an airy laugh out of my nose, “Strong words coming from someone who is still bound by their hands.”
• I don’t give her a chance to respond and move away from her and let go of her hair and dig my fingers into her hips and I hear her breathe in a sharp breath then use one of my knees and push her legs further apart and I can feel her still trying to pull away from me but not as much as I think she is capable of. I keep a tight hold of her hip with my left hand and with my right I slowly ease into her and she shudders and I see her bound hands grip the comforter and the second that I drive into her she stops trying to pull away from me and lets gasping moans out.
• “Ah fuck baby girl.”
• My words come out in a deep rasp and I hear her trying to formulate words, “Oh god…your cock feels so fucking good.”
• There’s zero will to restrain with her, she’s the most confidently vocal woman I have ever bedded and I fucking love it so I keep going…harder…faster…not wanting to ever stop, her sounds mixed with my own are filling this room, hell they might be filling the whole fucking house. My hands are digging so hard into her hips that I’ll probably be leaving an impression of my hands but she doesn’t seem to care, in fact it seems the more rough I am the better she enjoys it, so much so that her sounds are getting more sporadic to the point that she is about to go over the edge again.
• “Oh fuck you’re going to make me come again!”
• Jesus Christ this woman…I want to hear those words over and over again, “Tell me what you want little bird.”
• I keep the pace going as her moans get gradually more pitchy, “Mmm fuck me harder…please make me come again.”
• I let a deep grunting sound out and dig my hands even harder into her hips and bring my left leg up and then reach my left hand towards her head and grab a handful of her hair and pull it back towards me which causing gasping moans to escape from her beautiful mouth. It only takes a few more hard thrusts from me until I feel inner walls start pulsating around me and our sounds are combining together as her back wants to curl up from the sensation but I push hard on her right hip to keep it down and with the sensation of her spasming orgasm I feel my climax rushing to its peak. As soon as I hit mine, my own sounds of pleasure echo in the room and I drastically slow down and then pull out of her and release my grip on her hip and hair and she falls forward to lay down on the bed and I bring my hands on either side of her to catch my body and we’re both breathing heavily trying to calm down, but I have one more thing to say to her before she gets a level head again so I grab a handful of her hair with my right hand and pull slightly and bring my mouth to her ear again.
• “Don’t think that we are anywhere close to being finished tonight.”
• I’m not sure what time she ended up literally being fucked to sleep, but I feel my internal clock waking me up and it’s a little after four in the morning, I don’t usually stick around and wait for the women I bring home to wake up. It makes the getting rid of them part a lot easier, but as I look over at her sleeping silhouette next to me a thought passes through my head, I have never been with a women who I felt so connected to, so free to be my complete self with intimately and holy hell was the sex fucking amazing. But…apparently my habits don’t die hard because I feel myself mechanically getting up out of bed and pulling my eyes away from her and go to my closest and quietly get dressed to leave the house.
• The housekeepers know the drill so I won’t have to say anything to them other than she’ll need a ride home, after I get dressed I quietly walk across the room towards the door and peek over my shoulder at her. She’s fucking gorgeous and I’m not sure how long it will take to get her out of my system, I shake the thought and walk out of the room and text the head housekeeper.
• “Good morning Glenda. Amira will need a ride home from the estate when she wakes up.”
• I walk down the stairs to head towards the garage seeing my mask and her gloves as I walk down the stairs, I feel tempted to grab her gloves but I resist the temptation and just as I reach the bottom step my phone vibrates.
• “Good morning Mr. Slade. It will be taken care of. But you’ve never mentioned a lady by name before…should she be treated differently?”
• I smirk as I walk to the garage replaying everything that happened last night and take a deep breath as I text Glenda back. “She just stood out a little more than everyone else. That is all.”
• I put my phone in my pocket and walk into the garage and grab the keys for the Mercedes, I feel something that I have never felt before when I go about my normal routine of leaving the house…I feel drawn back to that fucking room…I want to devour her again…hear her scream my name again like she did over and over again last night. Her voice is echoing in my head and it’s clouding my head so I shake my head, no…if it’s meant to be we’ll find each other again, but I will not pull her into my world for my own selfish horny desires. I get in the car, start it and head out before I change my mind and head for the warehouse to look over anything new that Xander and Preston found this week.
• I’m about ten minutes away when my cell starts ringing and I see on the caller ID in the car that it’s Xander, “Hey, what’s up?”
• I hear him let out a loud sigh, “Do you realize how fucking stupid you are!?”