“Fuck me hard Knox.”
“As you wish.” Wanting more leverage, I grab her right leg and hoist it up, opening her pussy up to me so I can rock into her.
“Knox. Knox,” she puffs out between thrusts. “Harder.”
“Damn Ev. We still have the whole day ahead of us.”
She lets out a muffled chuckle that sounds like a rainforest bird cackling. I flip her over so she’s hands and knees on the bed. My fingers grip into her hips and I thrust hard, my ass clenches as tingles race down my spine. She feels so fucking amazing as she clenches around me.
“Yes!” Her head falls lazily to the bed.
The sound of wet slaps and feeling her shudder around me causes my balls to tighten and I explode inside of her.
“Everlee,” I breathe out in ecstasy, as I collapse onto her back. After a few breaths, I press a kiss to her neck and taste the salt from our combined sweat on her skin.
Her arms buckle and we both fall to the bed with my cock still inside of her. I wish we didn’t have anywhere to be right now, because I could fall asleep right now with my cock like this. It’s my favorite place for it to be. When I fell asleep inside of her last time, I swear it was the best sleep I’ve ever had. I felt safe. At home.
She is my home.
EVERLEE - NO GOLDEN SHOWERS
Thehotleatherballsmacks hard against my hands and I take off running, feet digging into the warm, hard sand.
“Go! Go!” Knox yells.
Looking to my right, I see Jax running alongside of me to block Beckett before he tosses me a quick wink. A second later, Emmett is tackling Jax and they fall to the ground. A taunt is exchanged between them, but I don’t see who started it, only hear the howls of laughter that come as soon as I cross our makeshift goal line.
A moment later, Jax, Knox and Callum are running over, picking me up.
“Guess your tackling me didn’t help.” Jax pokes at Emmett.
“There’s always next time,” Emmett sends back, lightly punching at Jax’s shoulder.
“If you can catch me.” He pumps his eyebrows.
“Let’s go!” Beckett claps. “Team! We’re down by two, but that’s ok. Emmett, you take Jax.”
“Gladly,” he smirks.
“Tony, you take Knox, I’ll take Callum, and Lizzy, you do you, girl.”
“Come on baby,” I say, bending my knees and pressing my hand onto the ground, coming face to face with Lizzy.
She tries to lurch forward and kiss me, but Beckett’s already asking for the snap. “Next time, boo.”
She tosses the ball to Beckett and moves to my right. Trying to stop her, I move to my right, but she spins out of my grasp and takes off down the beach and I run after her. The three extra inches she has on me serves her well. She slowly pulls away from me, hands in the air, ready to grab the ball from Beckett.
The ball is released and soaring through the air, so I sprint faster, but not fast enough. She leaps into the air and catches it, lands and continues to run.
Fucking track star, I grumble, slowing to a jog as she crosses their goal line.
Track or running, in general, is not my thing. It’s like my legs are allergic to it and they forget how to work and cross each other, sending me flailing in an epic fashion onto the ground. The guys crowd around her, cheering while a pair of arms wrap around me, picking me up into the air.
“What was that Ali? You just give up?”
Knox.
“Yea, these legs weren’t going to reach her. She has those model long legs and was a track star in highschool.”
