Caitlin got Carson's shirt off and tossed it to the side. She could never remember a time when she felt so aroused. When he pulled off her own shirt, she shuddered and groaned as his hands found her breasts. "Bedroom," she hoarsely said. "Now."
Standing from the couch, she roughly pulled her bra off and tossed it to the side before pulling Carson up. She walked him to the bedroom, where she stood in front of him. Caitlin kissed him hard, their teeth practically slamming together. There was an urgency between them and she ran her nails down his chest, and to the top of his pants. As one hand undid his pants, the other hand pressed against his cock. Soon, she had the pants undone, and she pulled back to pull his pants and boxers off.
Caitlin then pulled off her own pants and pressed against Carson, and started to rub against him. She ran her tongue over his neck and pressed against him even harder. Pulling back, she took his hand and led him to the bed, where she had him sit on the edge. Caitlin straddled his lap and pressed down on his cock, crying out as he filled her up.
She didn't move at first. Instead, she ran her fangs over the skin of his shoulder and up to his neck. Pressing her mouth against his ear, she whispered, "I want to bite you as you come." Pulling back, she grinned at him as she started to thrust hard on him.