“Mmm, I adore those sweet sounds of yours, Andrea.”
“Please don’t stop,” I whispered.
“Only if you don’t hold back.”
I met his gaze again before my back hit the bed again. I fisted the sheets as my body splayed for him and I felt his free hand come down onto my thigh. He pressed me open. He opened me to the cool air of my hotel room. He got down onto his knees and kissed up my leg as my fluids drenched his hand. I couldn’t take anymore of it. I needed to come. I needed to feel him pressed between my thighs and his tongue on my clit and his fingers filling me until my walls pulsed around him.
I reached down for his thick head of hair and gripped it tightly, then placed him exactly where I needed him to be. And the chuckle that rumbled from his throat made me groan.
“You have no idea how beautiful you look right now,” Everett said.
His words shot fire through my veins. I loved it when he called me beautiful. It had been so long since anyone had called me that, much less a man. His thumb slowly slipped down as his fingers curled against my walls and his tongue immediately pressed into my swollen nub. Stars shot through my vision. I came alive against the hotel room bed. I bucked into his face and felt his lips suck around my clit, forcing me up a hill I was desperate to climb. My toes curled. My thighs shook. I wrapped my legs around his head while his fingers pumped in and out of me. It was all too much. The scruff of his face against my legs. The way he hummed his appreciation against my pussy.
And yet, I still hadn’t had enough of him.
“Everett. Please. Let me come. Let me come. I need to. I need it.”
“You need it, huh?” he asked.
I nodded frantically against the bed as his tongue lapped up my slit.
“Oh… shit!”
“You might want to be quiet. People might be able to hear you,” he said.
“Let them hear,” I groaned.
I felt his tongue still against my pussy, allowing me just a second to catch my breath. Allowing me a moment to process what I had just said.
And by the way Everett’s eyes hooked onto my face, he was processing it as well.
“Whatever you wish,” he said.
He dove back between my legs and rose himself up onto his feet. He hovered over me, his neck craned down into my pussy like a wild animal. My legs shot straight into the air, opening me to him as his tongue ground into my slit. Juices dripped down my ass crack and electricity buzzed in my gut as his free hand bent one of my knees to my chest.
“Oh, shit. Everett! Yes! Fuck! Don’t stop. Don’t stop. Everett, please!”
He slid his fingers out from between my thighs and bent my other leg to my chest. He pinned me to the bed as his body fell to mine, and our lips crashed together. I groaned in frustration as his lips pressed my mine. I lapped my juices off his skin before trying to push him back down. I was so close. So close to that final end. And I wanted to meet it so badly.
“Why did you stop? Why did you stop, Everett? Why did yo—”
The second his thick cock slid between my legs, it rendered me silent. My jaw unhinged in silent pleasure as his dick rushed along my wet walls. My legs trembled. My knees sat at my chest. He filled me deeper than I ever thought possible and his eyes wouldn’t let go of mine. A salacious grin slid across his cheeks. His hands pressed into the mattress as he seated himself against my body. I gasped for air as my juices coated his cock and balls, dripping down him as we gazed into one another’s eyes.
“Ready?” he asked.
I nodded furiously, unable to utter another word.
He pulled back and slammed into me and I wailed out into the room. My hands wrapped around his forearms as my nails dug into his skin. He pulled back and slammed in again. Deliberate movements that sent me screaming for more. I wanted him to have no mercy. I wanted him to take no prisoners. I wanted this behemoth of a man to fuck me until I called out nothing but his name. Until Las Vegas was nothing but a memory.
“Everett!”
He crashed his lips down onto mine and his hips moved at lightning speed. Skin slapping wet skin filled the corridors of my room as the bed smacked against the wall. My pussy fluttered. It ached for release. My hands slid up his arms to his meaty, pulsating shoulders, and I clamped down into the swell of his muscles. Sweat dripped from his brow and fell onto my chest. He buried his face into my tits and kissed every part of me he could. I felt his teeth. The suction of his lips. The warmth of his cock as it swelled against my walls. I felt my body coming undone beneath him as I gasped for air, and all I could hope was that he didn’t stop. And oh, how his body rocked mine.
“I’m com-... I’m com-... I’m com--.”
I couldn't even complete my statements. My eyes rolled back and my chest arched off the bed as my pussy engulfed his cock. My legs fell to the bed, jumping and contracting as electricity blinded my vision. My hands fisted the sheets as my body trembled for him. Everett’s lips kissed up my chest. Fell into the dip of my neck. Nibbled upon my skin as his cock sheathed itself into my pulsing warmth.
He rocked against me, riding me through my orgasm as I dropped to the bed and gasped for air.