“Don’t tempt me,” he purred, the tip of his cock sliding between my legs.
I groaned, angling my hips up, gasping when I felt the tip ofhim graze along my wet cunt.
His hands tightened around me the second his cock started sliding into me.
I inhaled sharply, pressing my face into the sheets. “Ohfuck,” I groaned, stretching again, every nerve in my body catching fire as he slowly slid in. Deeper and deeper and deeper.
He stopped, his panting breath finding my ears as we both froze, allowing me to relax around him, to stretch to accommodate him. “Everett,” I breathed out, my hands clutching into the bed.
He pulled out slowly and sank back in, a little more this time. “Control yourself,” he growled, and I wasn’t sure who it was for, I didn’t care. I needed more.
He pulled out again, and this time, when he slid back in, I used what little strength I had and slammed back into him, jerking at my shoulders, a pain shooting up my spine.
“Fuckme,” Everett moaned and then fell over me, his hands landing on either side of my chest, his body heating up my skin from ass to head.
We were both panting, his cock throbbing inside of me, my wrists straining against the restraints.
Seconds passed like hours before he shifted his weight onto one hand and easily pulled at a single tie on my right wrist, freeing my hand.
He did the same with my left before shifting his weight and wrapping an arm under mine, between my breasts, and finally wrapping his hand around my neck.
I used one hand to keep me from falling back to the bed, and wrapped the other around his wrist, his lips finding my ear. “Tell me to stop,” he rasped, his hand tightening around my throat.
I shook my head, using every ounce of strength I had to rock my hips against his, his cock hitting that perfect little spot.
He snarled as the moan escaped my lips. “Fuck,” he panted,and pulled me against him, slamming his cock into me, hard and fast.
My entire body caught fire, my eyes rolling to the back of my head as I listened to him pant in my ear, almost inaudible noises escaping his throat as he fucked me into oblivion.
6
Everett
June 23rd, 2022
Ihad untied her and was heading for the door when her soft voice found my ears.
“Stay,” she requested, causing me to pause with the door open, and look back.
Lucy glanced at me before jumping up onto the bed, Olivia curled in her blankets, the exhaustion clear on her face.
I could still taste her on my lips, feel her pussy wrapped around my cock, hear her moans. Fuck, she had me by whatever it was that we were made of, and she wasn’t letting go.
I searched her eyes, the muscles in my back tensing. What would I do if I stayed? I wasn’t…No. I couldn’t.
“Sleep tight, little writer,” I said, and left the room.
I closed the door behind me and closed my eyes, my jaw working. Fuck. I worked my hand at my side, clenching andunclenching it, my heart picking up, along with the anxiety, the guilt, the anger. I worked my jaw and turned back to the door, staring at the wood grain, my heart suddenly racing.
Should I go back?
No.
Yes?
And then what?
My hand tightened around the doorknob before I jerked it away and pulled my phone out of my pocket.
