Free The Billionaire Single Dad by Mandy Baxter Page B

She could kiss him for days.
    Carter reached between them and guided his erection between her legs. Tess opened for him as anticipation coiled in her stomach. She waited for the sudden thrust, but instead, Carter eased inside of her, an act that seemed to cause him as much pleasure as it did pain. Tess knew exactly how he felt. The luxurious glide of his cock as he entered her stretched her inner walls until she felt the slightest pinch. She drew in a gasp of breath and Carter soothed her with gentle kisses as he pulled out slowly and slid back in.
    Carter settled more fully on top of her, careful to keep the bulk of his weight supported on his propped arm beside her. Tess looked up to find his gaze locked with hers and the familiar swarm of butterflies took flight once again. Broad daylight, in the middle of the living room, and she was experiencing one of the most erotic and intimate moments of her life with a man who was little more than a stranger.
    He didn’t fuck her like they were strangers, though.
    The slow precision of his thrusts was an erotic torture. He pulled out and drove home as though he wanted her to feel every long, hard inch of him. She tried to thrust up to meet him, to somehow increase his pace, but Carter wouldn’t let her. His free hand went around her hip to still her.
    Tess’s breath came in sharp gasps as he continued with his unhurried pace. He rode her like waves lapping at the shore, pressing as far as he could go before a lazy retreat. Sensation fired along Tess’s nerve endings. Her inner walls clenched around him and her nipples pearled as his chest brushed the sensitive peaks. She wrapped one leg around his thigh to angle her hip slightly up. Tess drew in a sharp breath as he hit some sensitive spot deep inside of her and her back arched up from the floor.
    â€œDoes that feel good?” The husky timbre of Carter’s voice sent a zing through Tess’s blood stream.
    â€œIt 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.
    â€œNo,” 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.
    â€œYou’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.
    â€œGood.” 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.
    â€œNot 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