Even without her hands, she knows how to get me off. Perfect and pristine can’t precisely describe her anymore, with saliva dripping from her lips and lewd sounds coming from her mouth as she sucks my soul out.
I would happily give it to her—give her anything if it means she holds me here at the cusp of desire—but I need more. I need to feel her pussy clenching around me again. I pull her head back, and the whiny sound she makes goes right to my dick.
“Stand up,” I say gruffly—rough and demanding with my words, but I still help her to her feet.
“But—”
“Don’t you want me to fill you? C’mon. I can already tell how needy you are.”
I turn her around, letting her lean on the tree. She’s so helpless here, bound for me, with wet underwear and a messy mouth. My cock juts under her skirt, teasing her through her underwear, and I grip her arm.
“Yes,” she whines. “Fill me. Fuck me. Please, sir.”
The people around the office aren’t allowed to call me ‘sir.’ I never liked the formality, but it’s different when it’s Evie. It’s for her. The single word, one syllable, goes right to my cock every damn time.
I push her underwear off to the side and fuck into her fluidly, not giving her a moment to adjust. We don’t have time. Feeling her around me so suddenly, her pussy sucking me in and wrapping around me, almost makes me come on the spot. I grunt, going still. The sound she makes is worth it—a needy moan. Her back arches, begging me for more, and I give it to her.
Moving my hand to her mouth, I muffle her noises, keeping her quiet as I roll my hips into her. We can’t take too long, but I need to feel her come—to make her shake and clench around my throbbing length.
“Everyone can hear you,” I whisper into her ear as I slam into her. I rub her clit the way she likes—the way I got her off the first time. “But you like that, don’t you? You want them all to know?”
It’s something we only want in moments like these. The idea of anyone seeing us turns us on, but the thought of them knowing about us is another story.
She moans against my hand, and I circle my hips, letting her feel every inch.
“They can’t know.” I nip at her earlobe. “This is all for me. You’d better stay quiet, or you’ll be in trouble later.”
“I’m trying,” she whimpers. “You’re so big, sir.”
“No excuses. Be a good girl and take my cock.”
I thrust into her hard, not making it easy for her to listen to my commands. We’re far enough away that the others shouldn’t be able to hear, but that doesn’t keep her from shaking from my words.
“Yes, sir.”
I cover her mouth with my hand, my words hot and harsh against her ear. “That’s right. You love letting me use your pussy, don’t you? Even in the middle of the workday. You love knowing you can have this cock whenever you want it.”
The only response is a muffled moan vibrating against my hand. Her back arches, silently begging for more—and I give her as much as I can.
This won’t last much longer. My abdomen coils with pressure. I press my hands harder—one against her mouth and one against her throbbing clit.
“Be a good girl and come for me.” The command is whinier than I mean for it to be, but I’m past caring about how desperate I sound. “I need to feel it. Come on, baby.”
She listens, as she always does, going limp under my touch. If not for the tree, she would stumble over. I hold her up as bestas I can as we chase our release together. Everything together. It will always be us.
Her body is flush against mine as I spill my seed into her clenching, shaking pussy.
Chapter Twenty
THEO
There are too many reasons for me to be happy when we finally return to the cabin. We all call it early, deciding to wrap up around lunch, which gives me enough time to be alone with Evie.
All I can think about is planting a thousand kisses on her face and making sure her knees aren’t bruised. Between her hand injury and her knees getting scraped up, I may not be able to get her back to her brother in one piece.
Another reason for Everett to hate me.
I push the thought away. He’s the last thing I need to think about when we enter the cabin. Finally, we’re alone. Giggles fall freely from Evie’s mouth, and I’m seconds from scooping her into my arms when…
