She cried out into her room as her tits arched into me. I buried my face into her soft cleavage, taking in the scent of her sweat mixed with her honey lotion. I filled her with my cock and felt her walls fluttering around me. She shook against me, her toes curling and her thighs flexing around my shoulders. I kissed her skin. Nibbled on her tits. Sank my teeth into that spot on her breasts and marked it deeper than I ever should have. Groans fell from her throat and monosyllabic tones that should have made sentences graced my ears. I stuffed her full while she came around me, drenching my balls in her liquid.
Then, I kept going.
“Everett. Oh my gosh. Oh, no. I can’t. It’s too much.”
I reached down and parted her pussy lips with my fingers before I settled my curls against it.
“Oh my fuck!” she exclaimed.
I chuckled darkly as I gazed into her eyes. I found her hands again and pinned her down. I wanted her helpless. I wanted her useless. I wanted her succumbing to me in all the ways I knew she could. I nibbled on her lower lip as I swiveled my hips, feeling my cock pulse as her walls caved in on me. I stroked her clit with my curls. I felt her legs jump as she whimpered out into her room. I nuzzled into her neck and buried myself in her, moving my hips faster and feeling her swollen nub pulse against my skin.
“I can’t get enough,” she whispered.
Chills ran down my spine as my fingers tightened around her hands.
My toes began to curl. Feeling her wet walls massage me was becoming too much. I kissed up her pulse point and over her cheek, my lips finding hers once more. I rolled my entire body against hers. I released her hands and allowed her to touch whatever part of me she wanted. I held myself up, kissing her until her lips swelled and her body shook with a want to release.
Then, I allowed her to have it.
I dug in deep, rutting against her as her pussy clamped down onto my cock. Her entire body darted and shook underneath mine as her nails raked down my arms. I growled out. I allowed the pain to take over my mind as Andrea’s jaw unhinged. Groans fell from her throat as I raked my curls against her clit, sending her over the edge yet again. Her pussy held me in its vice grip as her nails left bruised crescent marks behind. I felt my cock pulse before releasing deep within her body. She whimpered and gasped. Moaned and wiggled around. Her legs slid from my shoulders as my cock emptied inside of her, painting her walls and marking her as mine.
My lips came crashing down onto hers as I blanketed her body, our sweat mingling together as she threaded her arms around my neck. I felt her panting against me. Breathing my air as I slowly fucked her body. Riding her through her orgasm as she continued to pull threads of come from my balls.
“Oh, Everett,” she whispered.
My forehead fell against hers as her pussy pushed my dwindling cock from her body with its orgasmic rippling.
I laid there, feeling her drip onto my skin. My face fell to the crook of her neck and it felt as if I couldn’t move. She had zapped every ounce of energy from me, and I loved it. Her hand mindlessly threaded through my hair and it shot shivers down to my toes. I wrapped my arms around her and fell off to the side, taking her precious body with me. She nestled into the crook of my chest while her leg slid between mine.
“Stay for a little while?” she asked.
I pressed a kiss into the top of her head, feeling her sigh with content into my skin.
“However long you like,” I said.
TWENTY-ONE
Andrea
My eyes fluttered open and I felt something strong around my waist. Something warm. Something solid. I drew in a deep breath and felt that something grip my waist tighter and I knew exactly what it was. Holy crap. Everett had spent the night last night.
And I found I didn’t mind.
I felt the crust between my legs as I shifted in his arms. He looked so peaceful lying there next to me. Granted, my bed was small. I was practically on top of him. Whenever I moved, he shifted closer, and it slowly slid me on top of him. His arms wrapped around me as his blonde hair splayed across my pillow. He looked so peaceful. So handsome. It felt night to have him there.
I drew in a deep breath and laid my head on his chest. His legs mindlessly spread while he slept, accommodating my presence even in his most vulnerable state. I pressed my ear against his heartbeat, listening as the steady rhythm sounded out in my ear canal. I found that it made me feel safe. Having him there to wake up to was relaxing. I hadn’t slept as well as I had last night in years, and it rose a question into my clouded mind.
Was I falling for him?
I heard my phone vibrating against my bedside table and I moved like lightning. I didn’t want it to wake Everett up. He looked as if he really needed the sleep, and with his soft snores coming from his lips I knew he would probably sleep another hour or so. I muted the call and wiped the sleep from my eyes as Everett’s arms tightened around my waist. I smiled and bit back a giggle as he rolled us both over. The sun poured through my window and splashed against my skin as Everett’s cock seated itself right between my butt cheeks.
I groaned at t
he feel of it before I answered Jessica’s call.
“What are you doing calling so early?” I asked groggily.
“So, I know you’re going to be mad at me, but just hear me out.”