“No regrets?” he asks.

I shake my head gently. “No regrets.” His lips meet mine. His kiss is soft and sweet, making my toes curl. I slide my arms around his neck when he scoops me up. Falling down to his knees, he gently lays me on the blanket, placing my head on the pillow. He lays down beside me, pulling me into his arms.

“You sure you don’t want to go back to my room?” he asks. God. Enough with all the questions.

“Just fuck me already,” I blurt out. I’m not even shocked by my words. I want this to happen. Like yesterday. I appreciate that he’s trying to do the right thing, but I’m not changing my mind no matter how hard he tries to talk me out of it.

“Jesus, those words coming out of your sweet mouth are hot,” he says. He sits me up and removes my top. I reach for the hem of his T-shirt, lifting it to reveal his heavenly abs and mouth-watering chest. He grabs hold of his shirt behind the neck and pulls it over his head. His hands then reach behind me, unclasping my bra. After I slide it down my arms and discard it, he gently lays me back down.

Moving his face forward, he draws one of my nipples into his mouth while his hands work feverishly on the button of my shorts. Leaning back on his haunches, he slides my shorts and panties down my legs. I watch his smile grow in the moonlight as he looks down at me.

I hear a growl come from deep in his throat as his lips trail a path down my abdomen. I push my head back into the pillow and moan when his face settles between my thighs. He grips the back of my legs and pushes my knees towards my chest, spreading my legs wide.

“I need to taste you again,” he whispers against my sensitive flesh. “I haven’t been able to get your pussy out of my mind.” I find myself smiling knowing he’s been thinking about that night, about me. I’ve thought about it as well—a lot.

He groans as his tongue swirls around my aching clit. I thread my fingers into his hair holding his head in place. His mouth is magnificent. I don’t want him to ever stop.

Within minutes he has me coming undone. He slides two fingers inside me as my orgasm pulses through my body. He doesn’t stop until my trembling body stills. “You’re so wet for me,” he says as he withdraws his fingers and pops them in his mouth, licking them clean. God, I love when he does that.

He stands and pulls the condom out of his pocket and removes his jeans. As much as I love being outside under the stars with him, I wish we had some light so I could see more of him in his naked glory. His body is breathtaking.

He rips open the condom wrapper with his teeth and slides it onto his impressive length. All I can think as I watch on is, I hope that monstrosity fits inside me. I’m definitely not having second thoughts, but I’ll admit the nerves are starting to settle in.

He crouches down, placing his hands on either side of my body before hovering over me. Leaning his face forward, his lips briefly meet mine again. I can taste myself on him. “This is going to hurt,” he says as he settles between my legs, lining himself up with my opening. “Are you sure you want to go through with this? It’s not too late to pull out.”

“I’m sure. I want this, Carter,” I tell him honestly as my hands come up to cup his face. He smiles before brushing his lips against mine.

“I’ll be as gentle as I can, okay. Try to relax.”

“Okay,” I reply. He glides the tip of his dick through my wetness before slowly pushing the head inside me.

“Sweet Jesus,” he groans before stilling, giving me time to adjust. Pulling back slightly, he pushes in a little further. His head falls back as a primal growl escapes him. I can already feel the sting as he stretches me. I’m not gonna lie though, knowing it’s me making him feel like this is an incredible turn on. “You feel amazing,” he breathes looking down at me. “Are you ready?”

I nod as his lips meet mine. He kisses me for a minute or so without moving. I’m sure he’s trying to distract me. It’s working. Without warning he withdraws before pushing all the way in. It stings like a bitch, but doesn’t hurt nearly as much as I thought it would. He stills again, giving me time to adjust.

“Are you okay?” he asks, gently brushing back the hair off my face.

“Perfect,” I answer. I can’t believe I’m actually having sex. And with Carter Reynolds of all people. The guy I love and hate all in the same breath. I’m no longer a virgin and I have no regrets. None whatsoever. I’m glad my first time is with him.

“I’ve gotta start moving,” he says a few seconds later. He groans again when he slowly withdraws before pushing all the way back into me. After a few more thrusts the burning sensation dissipates and I’m now moving with him. It feels amazing. He feels amazing. “I think I’m in love with your pussy,” he moans as he picks up the pace. I think I’m falling in love with him, but I’d never say that out loud. I shouldn’t even be feeling like this, but I have no control over my heart. “I’m not sure how much longer I’m gonna last. You feel too good. I need you to come again.”

“I’m close,” I say as I wrap my legs around his waist and dig the heels of my feet into his backside, pushing him further inside me. He lifts his body up slightly and moves his hand down between us to rub my clit as he continues to push into me, in short, fast thrusts. It’s all I need to send me over the edge. “Ohhh … I’m … I’m.” That’s all I manage to get out as the sensations take over, and I have the most intense orgasm I’ve ever experienced.

“Fuuuck,” he grunts as his body starts to jerk above me. I know he’s coming too. His body did the same thing when I gave him a blow job in his bedroom a few weeks ago. After a few more thrusts he stills inside me. “I think you’ve ruined me,” he says breathlessly as his lips find mine again. I fist my hands in his hair as I hold his face against mine. I don’t want this night to ever end.

Our kiss goes from soft to wild within minutes. He’s still inside me and I feel him harden again. We’re now on round two. This time he rolls over, pulling me with him so I’m on top.

His hands glide up my body before cupping my boobs and rolling my hard nipples between his finger and thumb. I tilt my head back and moan as pleasure floods my body. My palms smooth over his chest, gripping his shoulders to give me some leverage so I can ride him. I love the friction that this position provides. Carter lifts his head and sucks one of my nipples in his mouth. I love his mouth on me. I wrap one of my hands around his neck while my other one runs through his hair, holding him against my breast.

Now I know why Meg fucks like a rabbit. I could easily get addicted to this feeling—only with Carter of course. I’m not the type of person that would just sleep around with anyone.

Carter’s hands move back down to my waist. Gripping my hips, he lifts my body slightly before guiding it back down. He does this over and over. I have no words for the sensations I’m experiencing right now.

“You have a magnificent pussy,” he groans. “I could fuck you all day.” All day sounds wonderful. I don’t want this feeling to ever stop.

“Don’t stop what you’re doing … please,” I beg as my hips start to swirl in a circular motion, making my clit grind against him.

“I have no intentions of stopping,” he says breathlessly. “I need to kiss you.” He pulls my face down to his. Sliding my hands up his neck, I thread my fingers through his hair. He’s now pounding into me as our kiss heats up. The noises coming from both of us are feral. I think he’s just as lost in me as I am in him.

I’m right on the edge. I’ve been trying to hold off because I don’t want this feeling, or my time with him to end, but I can no longer stop the orgasm that’s looming. “Carter,” I moan into his mouth as my body convulses with the intensity of it.

“Fuck,” he grates out as my inner muscles clench around his dick. His hands grip my hips so hard I swear they are going to leave marks. He pumps into me as his own release comes, setting off another orgasm for me.