“Does that feel good?” The husky timbre of Carter’s voice sent a zing through Tess’s blood stream.

“It does,” she said, a little too breathy. “I can’t believe how good it feels.” Carter’s arrogant smile proved that he was pleased with her response. “It would feel even better if you went a little faster,” she added.

His smile widened. “Nice try.” He thrust as deep as he could go and stilled. Tess’s pussy clenched around him and she let out a low moan. After a moment he pulled out slowly to the tip and stilled. “Do you still think fast is better?” One wicked brow arched over his gorgeous eyes.

“No,” she replied on a breath. “Do that again.”

He obliged, inch by torturous inch until Tess was practically panting. He drove hard and deep at the end and stilled once again. The slow precision with which he fucked her was maddening. Delicious and oh-so-good, but the slow build was almost more than her body could handle. When she finally came, she was certain it would completely shatter her.

“You’re driving me crazy, Carter.” Tess didn’t know how much more she could take. She gripped his shoulders and arched up to meet him. With her heel against the back of his thigh, she urged him down and angled her hips to allow him to penetrate her deeper.

“Good.” He was all too pleased with himself, too in control.

Tess could barely restrain herself. The need for release built with every slow thrust until her body pulsed with a deep, searing heat. “I need to come,” she panted.

“Not yet.” Carter’s voice strained with the command. At least she wasn’t the only one who needed an orgasm more than air.

If she thought she could get away with it, Tess would have rolled him over and gone to town. The way he fucked her gave her new insight into Carter’s personality, though. He was a man who performed best when a situation was completely within his control. She wasn’t about to complain. Carter Christensen was the best she’d ever had.

Tess hooked her other knee around his opposite thigh and opened herself fully to him. Carter shifted his weight in a way that angled her hips even higher and he drove deep.

“Ooohhh.” Her nails dug into his shoulders as she moaned long and loud. The sound echoed off the half-painted walls. She shifted her grip higher up on Carter’s shoulders as her back came up off the floor. She needed to come. Was desperate for it. And yet, he continued to fuck her as though he could go at this pace for hours. His will was iron, and hers was nothing more than tissue paper.

“You’re so tight, Tess. Hot and dripping wet. It feels so good.”

He thrust a little harder, a little faster. Tess sensed that with each powerful roll of his hips, a thread on the rope of Carter’s control frayed and snapped. She teetered on the edge. Pressure built within her, coiling and winding in on itself until Tess felt as though she’d shrunk down to the size of a tiny particle of dust. The world melted away until there was nothing but Carter’s eyes on her, the long, thick length of his cock pumping inside of her, and her own blinding pleasure that built within her to the point that her brain went fuzzy and her heart threatened to beat right out of her chest.

“I’m close,” she gasped. Tess threw her head back and closed her eyes.

“Look at me.” She didn’t want to. Didn’t know if she could take the intimacy. “Tess, look at me.” He gave her no option but to do as he said. Carter had her completely under his spell. She brought her head up and locked her gaze with his. “I want to see you, feel you, hear you. I want it all, Tess.”

She’d give him anything he wanted as long as he kept fucking her like this. He buried himself to the root and pressed his hips into hers again and again. It put the perfect amount of pressure on her clit and intensified the sensation as his shaft passed along her inner walls. The orgasm built within her in the same way he fucked her—a slow, intense crest that nearly paralyzed her with pleasure. Tess’s back arched and she cried out, long sobs that echoed off the walls and filled the quiet space. She kept her eyes locked on Carter and it only intensified the orgasm. She shattered into myriad pieces. Shrapnel from the explosion.

“Carter! Oh my god, Carter!”

Tess’s stomach muscles twitched, her thighs quivered. Her pussy clenched and released in powerful waves that matched the beat of her heart. Her throat grew raw from her sobs, and all the while, Carter kept his measured pace.

Dear god. How could she even think about another man after having him? In one afternoon, Carter Christensen had effectively ruined her.

Nine

The sight of Tess as she came nearly pushed Carter over the edge. Her orgasm had been intense. Each powerful contraction of her inner walls squeezed his shaft. She lowered herself back to the floor and urged him down until he was fully on top of her. Her heels came up to dig into the cheeks of his ass and she brought her hips up in an undulating motion that loosened the grip of his control.

Spurred by his own need for satiation, Carter pounded into her. He dug his toes into the carpet for leverage, took the soft cheeks of her ass into his palms as he rode her with total abandon. Tess’s hands found the nape of his neck and gripped his hair as she held him close to her. Her panting breaths were warm in his ear and her tight moans of pleasure caused chills to break out on his flesh.

“Fuck me, Carter. Oh god, you’re going to make me come again.”

He’d been ready to go off until she said those heated words. Carter shifted his focus from his own pleasure though he didn’t slow his relentless pace. Harder, faster, the only sound in the room was their quickened breaths and the slap of skin against skin. His sac tightened and his cock throbbed. Carter’s abdomen tightened into a knot and he became lightheaded. Not yet, damn it. Not until she comes again.

“Come for me, Tess,” he growled next to her ear.

Carter’s jaw clenched to the point he felt the enamel grind. His muscles tensed and his body flushed with heat. He couldn’t hold back the floodgate for another second. He drove harder, deeper, working his hips until he felt the swollen knot of her clit brush up against the base of his shaft. Her pussy clenched and Carter shouted as the orgasm exploded through him. A moment later, Tess’s body went rigid and she sobbed her pleasure next to his ear as she came once again. Her thighs trembled around him and her clit pulsed against his shaft, causing Carter to shudder. Wave after powerful wave crested over him and his breath stalled with the intensity of sensation. His throat had gone bone dry and his thighs burned but he continued to thrust hard and fast, carrying the both of them through their orgasms until they were nothing more than panting breaths and limp, entangled bodies.

Carter had pushed himself through brutal three-a-days and spent hours in the gym lifting. None of those activities made him feel as completely spent as he felt right now. He shifted the bulk of his weight off of Tess beneath one shaky arm, and his thighs continued to tremble as though he’d just pressed a thousand pounds. His cock pulsed, little aftershocks that caused him to suck in a sharp breath. Tess gently stroked her fingers up and down the nape of his neck and another ripple of chills burst over his skin. A renewed surge of guilt washed through him, rose in his throat hot and thick as he realized that this moment with Tess was the absolute best he’d ever had.

A knot of emotion lodged somewhere near his sternum and Carter fought the urge to try and rub it away.

“You okay?” Tess’s voice feathered across his senses, quiet and concerned.

“Better than okay,” Carter said. “It’s a good thing this is the off-season because I wouldn’t be worth a shit if I had to play right now.”