CARTER
I shift Rory’s weight onto one hand so that I can free the other one to open the door, kicking it shut once we’re in. Carrying her to the bed, I place her on it gently, straightening to my full height and stepping back even though every single cell in my body screams for me to follow her down.
She lies there staring at me, her chest heaving with labored breaths. The action makes her fat t**s jiggle and merely watching them has pre-c*m leaking from my tip. Her eyes are blown, hair fanning out on the bed around her. Her golden skin stands out next to the sheets and if I so much as glance at her pretty pink p***y, I am going to lose what little control I have left.
She’s so beautiful, she can’t possibly be real. This is the thought that runs through my head as I feast my eyes on h
