Secret Confessions: Sydney Housewives - Virginia by Rhian Cahill Page B

clenching pussy and shoved at her pants. “Get them off. I have to fuck you now.”
    Carter’s words were strained and even through her post-orgasm daze she knew he was on a thin thread of control. She helped him push her jeans down, taking her thong with them.
    He let go and stepped back. “Finish stripping. I need to get a condom.”
    “Got one.” Virginia reached into her bra and pulled out a foil packet. She smiled and tossed it at him.
    “The order still stands. Get ‘em off. All the way. The top half too.” Carter yanked open his jeans and Virginia wondered how the material didn’t tear. “Hurry up, Princess, or I’m rippin’ those clothes off you.”
    His growled words got her moving. Kicking off her flip-flops, she shoved her pants down and slipped her feet free. She grabbed the hem of her jumper and pulled it up over her head.
    “Jesus.”
    Virginia quickly tossed her top aside so she could see Carter. He stared at her with a blazing hunger that took her right back up to the peak he’d just shoved her off.
    “You’re hotter than I ever imagined. And believe me. I imagined.”
    He moved in on her then and when his body brushed hers she realised he was naked. She’d been so mesmerised by his gaze on her, the look of tortured pleasure straining his face, that she hadn’t noticed he’d undressed. And now she wouldn’t get a good look at him because he was gripping her waist and lifting her off the floor.
    “Wrap your legs around me.”
    She did as he asked, the hot press of skin on skin sending shuddering waves of need through her core.
    “Take me in, Princess.”
    “Condom?”
    “On.” Carter bucked his hips. “Now take me all the way in.”
    His cock slid through her folds, the heat—the hardness—all but pushing her from the ledge. Virginia wasn’t sure she wanted to let him in. He was going to make her come again just by filling her. She’d never been this responsive—this turned on.
    “Now, Princess.”
    Carter took control. He used his big hands to tilt her hips and lined their bodies up. Her shoulders were pressed against the wall, her hands gripped his biceps and her legs wrapped around his waist. The position shouldn’t have worked. He shouldn’t have been able to manipulate her body so that he could do what he wanted, but he did.
    He placed the head of his cock at her opening. “Are you ready for me to fuck you, Princess? ‘Cause I have to say it’s too bad if you aren’t.”
    With the flex of his hips he drove into her. A cry tore from her throat as he filled her with what had to be the biggest cock she’d ever had. She was so wet, so ready, and yet he stretched her to the point of pain. He filled her to overflowing and he didn’t seem to care.
    “You’ll get used to it,” he panted as he pulled out and shoved back in again. And again.
    It was hard. It was rough. And it was all Virginia needed to fly once more.
    ***
    Ginny’s fingernails dug into his arms but all Carter could feel was the hot slide of his cock as it plunged in and out of her cunt. Jesus she was tight. Tight and hot and slick and fucking his brain right out of his head. She’d come within a few strokes but he wasn’t done yet. Not by a long shot. He wanted more than a quick fuck against the wall but he’d agreed to no strings sex. If he wanted more he had to make it so good she’d want a repeat.
    He planned to make it so good she never went anywhere else.
    “Let’s do that again.” Carter leaned in to fuse his mouth to hers. He kept pounding into her. Kept driving hard and fast while she moved her hands and clawed at his back.
    Her nails scratched, and with the pain slicing through him he figured he’d wear the marks of this exceptional fuck for days. Thinking she needed similar reminders, he left her mouth and nibbled his way to the throat. He hadn’t given a woman a hickey since he was a teenager but he wanted to mark this one.
    He sucked at her skin. Pinched it between his teeth and