Her moans became more frequent and forceful, attracting Carson’s stroking hand. He ran his index finger up to her mouth and over her slightly-open full lips as they vibrated and trembled. On this more sensitive flesh, the stroking was so extraordinary she couldn’t quite handle the feelings they caused. She rocked her head back and forth in an attempt to find relief, and it worked for a moment, but was soon foiled when Carson used his thumb and middle finger to hold her still while continuing his torment. With his whispery-soft touch still tormenting her, she made the only move she had left – taking his finger into her mouth so she could suck and lick it.
Katie enjoyed this scenario much better. Having even such a benign part of her man in her mouth was such a wanton experience she started thrusting her hips upward uncontrollably. Carson’s unintelligible but plainly-approving response to her oral techniques encouraged her too, and she lifted her head to take more of his large digit until it disappeared up to the last knuckle between her red lips.
She felt his other hand down by his waist, and realized he was trying to remove his underwear. She grabbed the waistband in the back and pulled to help, but even together they didn’t make much progress. She cursed in frustration as his cock pressed into her upper thigh, wondering how to free it from its own confines, but further thoughts faded away when Carson lowered his head and took her left nipple into his mouth, where he started sucking it with a fervor Katie had never known.
She let loose a growl of overwhelming arousal and responded by redoubling her efforts on his finger, which plainly encouraged him. Carson used his tongue and lips in new and fascinating patterns, sending a steady stream of sexual energy from her breast right down to her clit and soaked pussy.
Katie loved the foreplay. Sometimes it was better than actual sex, and this was certainly one of those times. With fingers and lips and tongues on numerous parts of her body, she felt a plethora of tingles and pulsations coming at her from all sides. It was good, so good, almost too good.
She wanted more. Her raw emotions, combined with knowing what Carson had done to save her, made her body crave a good, solid fucking from him. Relaxing her mouth, she made her desire known despite having to work around the finger. “Now, Carson! Take me now!”
Even though the words had been a bit garbled, no human could have misunderstood such a request. He pulled back, letting his finger slide from her mouth, and rose to his knees on the bed, making short work of the boxers committing the unforgivable sin of restraining his massive tool. He pulled it free, pointing it towards where it most wanted to be, and she licked her lips in anticipation.
She started sliding her legs outward, but it must have been too slow for Carson, because he grabbed the inside of each just above the knee and opened her up with all the delicacy of an oil rig roughneck. Katie gasped, both in surprise and in response to such manhandling. She was being taken by her very powerful man, and he would have no playfulness or fooling around, at least not now. He was going to fuck his woman, and Katie loved how she could not stop him.
Moving into position, Carson wiggled his hips to gain the right angle and then slid forward and down just enough to give Katie a taste of the head. She wrapped her arms around his shoulders and pulled, as if her limited power would be able to overcome the taut muscles she could see in his shoulders as they held him above her. She moaned in the sweetest of frustration at his teasing and swiveled her hips up to get more of him, but he lifted away so she got only a nibble of this oh-so-enticing meal. The way he moved his torso, though, using his thick shaft to create pressure right around her clit, made it an appetizer to be savored.
When she relaxed, Carson made his move, driving himself into her with force, but also slowly enough so she could accept him without pain. He was just a shade too thick for her, she realized, not enough to cause problems, but just enough to stretch her and take control of her in a very special way. Her chilled body, which had been slowly warmed from Carson’s concerted efforts, was consumed by a soft fire radiating both wonderful heat and divine pleasure. She touched his arms, loving the feel of his rock-hard muscles under his softer-than-expected skin. He began to work his hips, slowly at first but then more intently, until he was sliding in and out of Katie like a locomotive piston in overdrive.
Her climax building, she wrapped her legs around his hips and interlocked her ankles behind his ass so she could pull herself up and get more of his glorious shaft inside her. It felt raw and animalistic and just so right to be fucked so harshly, all vestiges of delicacy gone. They made eye contact as she panted, her body feeling deprived of air. Carson looked like he might have broken a sweat – in-shape jerk she managed to think – but she could see he was about to explode as well. He lifted her body from the mattress and slid his arms under her so he could squeeze her to him.
She loved it.
They rocked violently on the bed like they were bound to each other, and Katie felt a closeness that had never been a part of her sexual liaisons before. As Carson pounded his massive
