My hands instinctively go to her waist. “I’m not even protesting.”
She leans over, pressing her lips to mine. We kiss, softly at first, then it deepens as our hands begin to roam each other’s bodies. Along the way our bodies shift and clothing begins to disappear until we’re both naked and panting.
She purrs as her eyes roam the length of my body, her eyes lingering on my hardened shaft.
“You’re perfect,” I mutter. “Can I taste you?”
“Fuck yes, you can.”
She shifts her body, spreading her legs for me. I move in between them, but I don’t go in for my meal right away, instead I decide to play with my food just a bit. I spread her pussy lips and blow warm air down the seam, swirling circles over her clit.
She lets out a moan that goes straight to my cock. Flattening my tongue, I let it glide through her lips, landing on her clit. I suck like I’m trying to get milk from a teet. She writhes underneath me, enjoying what I’m doing. I don’t stop there, my girl is already wet and I plunge my fingers inside her hole, fucking her with them, until her walls clamp down and she writhes around them.
“Everest,”she cries out and my heart pounds. This woman was meant for me. I just need her to realize that we’re the perfect couple. Sweet and spicy. Could there be a better pairing?
Once she’s ridden out the wave of her orgasm, she flips me off of her, then climbs on top of me, straddling my waist. She leans over, letting her teeth graze along my jaw. She’s in complete control and I’m letting her take the lead.
She lifts her hips up slightly. “Put your cock in my pussy.” Her voice husky in my ear.
Reaching between us, I let my fingers slip through her seam, causing her to gasp before taking hold of my dick, lining it up with her hole. She sinks down onto it, taking it all the way inside of her.
She places her hands on my chest, letting her nails dig into my skin as she rides my cock. Cove takes the lead, each of us giving and taking, meeting in the middle. As her pace increases, I take hold of her, thrusting my hips upward, meeting her move for move. It’s messy and sweet and overwhelming and perfect.
We both come and she collapses onto me, my arms wrapping around her holding her tightly as I go soft inside her.
Finally, we pull apart and I clumsily find her bathroom and clean up, before returning to the bedroom, doing the same to her. I toss the rag on the floor and she takes hold of my hand pulling me down into the bed beside her. She rolls into my side, draping an arm over my stomach and rests her cheek on my chest like it’s the most natural thing in the world.
“That was amazing,” she murmurs, her voice barely above a whisper.
I press a kiss to the top of her hair. “Yeah it was. Imagine what it would be like having that everyday.”
“It could be good.” She pauses. “Remember, don’t fall in love with me.”
“Zero chance,” I murmur. “I’m already gone for you.”
She doesn’t answer, just holds me tighter.
And that’s the answer I need. She wants me, just doesn’t know how to admit it yet.
Chapter Twenty
COVE
I should feel awkward.
That’s what’s supposed to happen the morning after sex, right? Especially sex that leaves you sore in all the best ways and wrapped around a guy like you’ve known him for years instead of weeks. But waking up with Everest’s arms slung heavy across my waist, his breath warm against the back of my neck?
Yeah. There’s nothing awkward about this.
If anything, it’stooeasy.
He mumbles something in his sleep, nose nudging the shell of my ear like he’s trying to burrow under my skin. I feel his morning wood pressing against my ass, and for a split second I consider rolling my hips, just to feel him growl. Just to feelwanted.
But I don’t.
Instead, I slip out from under him, padding to the bathroom after throwing on his shirt. I splash water on my face, blink at my reflection, and wonder how the hell I got here.
This isn’t supposed to be happening.
