The Game of A Life Time

Chapter 2- No Promises

*Mature*

CARTER POV

Staring out of my hotel window, there is too much on my mind right now. Maybe we should have kept this all simple, but we don't have to decide on that now, later we will.

Oh, she looks stunning laying there all wet and open for me. Her smooth silky legs are bare, waiting to get railed into.

Her eyes close as her head tilts back hitting the wall behind the queen size bed. Moaning in delight, her fingertips slightly touch her own aching core.

She promised me we would pick up when we got here and she definitely is keeping that promise. As soon as we checked in and walked into the room, her hands flung around my neck and brought my lips to hers.

Two of her fingers slowly slide in her heat making me unbelievably famished. She gasps, "baby."

That does it to me, I finish taking my pants off and walk over to the edge of the bed. I take my hand to her head and yank it up by her hair.

"You little slut, gonna cum for me?" Teasing her always makes this more fun. She gets frustrated and flustered fast which makes her hornier than me as well.

She nods eagerly, "not yet."

I dip my legs over her own and cup her breasts. Giving them a soft squeeze, I lean down and kiss her soft red lips.

She tastes like honey, "Sarah."

Her hands find my own, licking my lips with her wet tongue and dividing the touch we share. Her nipples harden as I pinch them. She whimpers under me, "please."

"Oh no, we don't need to overcomplicate it," she begins to try to rush my teasing so she can cum, but I have been here with her before.

"Don't even say it," I command her.

My hands leave her chest and they trail down to her hips. I take in every inch of her beautiful body. Her brown hair naturally falls and pools around her shoulders, her eyes honey brown swoon me into her soul, olive dusted skin shows with her collar bone, her perky breasts bounce with the shivers pressed against her body, and her stomach stretches as she arcs back trying to get friction between us going.

"Baby, please-" I cut her off.

Gripping her throat, I slap my other hand from her hip to her slit. She chokes on her words, "no p-"

"Lisen to me, you will do what I want you to do." I slap her slit again and this time more of her juices slip out.

I know the consequences of our ever-lasting love, no promises are what we say when we do shit like this. Of course, I love her and I want to be enough for her. At some point, the entity will get tired of us and tired of playing this game. It will move on to other better things.

Who knows what will happen to us?

I've never been a fan of heartbreak, you can tell from my previous relationships. Courtney, my mom, and my dad all have been chaotic masterpieces that cause grief for everyone involved.

"Tell me what you want, take my hands across your body," I encourage her.

Her hands shortly grab my hand on her core and place the tips of my fingers inside of her. She then moves slightly massaging the outer lips.

"Oh," my dick pops up again making her moan as it hits her entrance.

I've been living only for this moment...

I don't want to let it slip away...

I don't know how much I can take...

"Baby," I push inside her and the tight walls contract every inch of me.