And then those shorts.
My cock twitched before I even said one word to her. Girl knows how to show off her perfect ass and I swear they’re so short I could probably slip my cock in the side and fuck her because I know there is no way she’s wearing underwear. One it’s Everlee, but two, there’s not a single line over that smooth ass and for good measure I rubbed my hand across it, which was a bad flipping idea since it made me uncomfortably hard. These pants were already tight to begin with, but add my cock getting hard and trying to press its way up between the waistband and we have a guillotine situation. Does she not care for my cock, because I’m pretty sure my pants are about to strangle it to death.
I should have been better prepared for this situation because I knew… I knew! She wasn’t going to just say,Ok Knoxxy baby, let’s go upstairs where I will stay in the booth all night and be a good girl.
No. Everlee is only a good girl when she’s either fucking or sucking our cocks. If she’s not doing either of those things, then she’s being her delicious, bratty self.
My hand grips hers tighter and I ignore the slight chuckle from her lips as I weave her through the crowd on the dance floor to the dark hall where we first laid eyes on one another. I should have known then, between the fire in her eyes and the condition of the douchecanoe that tried to take more than she was willing to give, that she was going to be trouble.
My Ali.
My Evy baby.
The keypad on the door at the end of the hall blinks green after I swipe my card. I push the door open and before it even clicks locked, I lift her in my arms and carry her across the floor. She instinctively wraps her legs around my waist, hooking her ankles behind. I know she’s not even thinking about it, or trying to do anything, but it turns me on even more because I can feel her hot pussy pressed against me.
And I know she’s so fucking wet, too. I can almost taste her arousal in the air.
I toss her on the couch and nearly rip off her shorts and untie the bow on her shirt, letting the thin fabric fall down to either side.
My fist moves to my mouth as I clamp down on my knuckles to prevent… I don’t know, perhaps a groan, as if that would prevent me from blowing my load in my pants right now.
Perfect. Goddamn piece of art.
“So fucking beautiful,” I mumble, leaning over, grabbing the outside of each of her perfect breasts placing my lips on them. I’d die a happy man if I was suffocated by these morsels, these peaks of love. Their size, their fullness, and her dark pink nipples are perfect in every way and they’re currently asking to be sucked on, so I do the only thing a gentleman would do in this situation. I bend down and suck her right breast into my mouth, letting my tongue flick across her nipple until it feels like I’m about to chop my dick off.
Bolting upright and hopping off the couch, I drop both her breasts and undo the button on my pants and try to pull them down. Freaking amateur hour here. Why in the hell did I wear fucking slim-fit pants tonight? Yes, they look fucking amazing on me and part of me knew Everlee didn’t want me to wear them tonight, because when I asked her, I saw that look in her eyes and heard the whimper in her throat. These pants made her hot. But I should have known. I should have known she was going to wear something like she did and that I’d want to get my dick inside of her pronto. I have no self-control with her and here I am, now, trying to peel these pants off of me and it’s like trying to peel the skin off a kiwi.
She sits up on the couch and moves my fidgeting hands out of the way and drags them down. Her eyes twinkle with that sexy little look as a grin curls along her lips as she stares at my cock. My come is already beaded and glistening at the tip because she’s so freaking irresistible.
Her eyes cut up to look at me, while her tongue swipes across her bottom lip before she sucks it into her mouth. Her sexiness has me immobilized in a trance.
She grabs my cock with her right hand, and her thumb rubs across the tip, wiping my arousal away before she sucks it off her thumb. A satisfied murmur vibrates in her chest.
I fucking love this chick with every fiber of my being.
My legs get weak and my head lolls from side to side as my eyes roll into the back of my head. Before I can look back down, I feel her warm mouth wrapped around my cock, her tongue running along the underside. My hands move down to grab the side of her head, but they freeze in mid-air. Her hair looks fantastic tonight. I can tell she worked hard on it and I don’t want to mess it up.
Jax or Callum would have said screw it and would have just ran their fingers through it, but that’s why I’m better than them, even though I’d never say that to their face.
See. Fucking gentleman.
He says, getting sucked off by her.
My chest clinches. Why in the hell am I thinking about them right now? She is licking and sucking on my cock like the queen she is.
“Evy baby,” I pant out.
She slides off my cock and looks up at me. “Yes, Knoxxy baby.”
“Your mouth. It’s like a goddamn wet dream.” I reach down and grab her breasts, the palms of my hands pressing on her nipples while the tips of my fingers grab the underside and squeeze. “And these breasts. I want to fuck them.”
“Then do it.” She runs her tongue around my length, getting it slick with her saliva, then sits forward on the edge of the couch and spreads her legs wide so I can move between them.
She wraps her hand around the base of my cock and guides it to her chest and notches it between her breasts and I let out a moan.
“Fuck them,” she commands, grabbing the outside of her breasts and squeezes them around my shaft.
A hiss escapes between my teeth. Her breasts are so soft around my cock as I slide it up and down slowly, savoring the feel. She runs her fingers from the tip down the length of my shaft, making it slick with arousal.
