I know I won’t fall.I know he’s got me.
I’m his.
“Kiss me,” he grumbles.“Get your mouth on mine.”
I return to myself long enough to do what he says, and his lips and tongue are hungry and hard, taking me with the same desperation as his cock.I’m rewarded for it, as he starts fucking me with relentless instinct.
Too much.
Too hot.
My body tightens.It’s happening already.I don’t understand how that’s even possible.I’ve cum so hard and so often in the last couple of days that I’m blown away.I had no idea I was capable of such a thing.
With his mouth on mine and his cock buried deep inside me, Evander walks with me to the old wooden table.I don’t know how he’s capable of this, but he uses one foot to drag the table toward the fireplace while managing to continue plunging into me—tongue and cock—and holding me balanced on his forearms.
He’s a man of many talents, Evander carefully deposits me on the table, and for an instant, his lips and his cock abandon me.But he’s right back—he’s grabbed a blanket and is now spreading it under me.He lifts me straight up by grabbing both my ankles in one huge hand.
But instead of lowering me down again, he just holds me in place for a long moment.I feel him staring at me.
“You’re so beautiful, Phoebe,” he whispers, then slowly sets me down to the table surface.“Stay on your back.Rest your feet on my shoulders.It’ll keep your sutures from touching the surface.”
“Okay…?”
Oh.
He grips the table edge with his hands and leans over me, dropping his lips to my belly.He leaves a string of warm, tender kisses all over the front of my body.Across my bikini line, along one hip, up my side, to my sternum, then down the other side and up again.One kiss after the next.Hot and sweet, light scrapes of his teeth and gentle sucking, and all of it sends ripples of delight through my flesh.
He lowers his lips to one nipple, and kisses me there, rolls my puckered nerve endings over his teeth, and tenderly sucks on me.
“Oh, wow.”I throw an arm over my eyes and just let him do whatever he wants.His mouth goes from one nipple to the other, gentle and then harder, then harder still, sucking and licking and driving me insane.Then his kisses travel south again.
I feel his hot tongue on my belly button.Then I feel him drag his lips lower, lower still.The heat of his breath caresses the core of me.
I hiss with extreme pleasure the instant his mouth lands on my pussy.What he gives me, the generous, loving touch of his mouth and tongue, is almost more than I can handle.
He pushes off the table and wraps his hands around my shins, pulling me up, closer to his mouth now, and the only parts of my body touching the table are my shoulders, head, and arms.The rest of me is up in the air, under his lips, pressed tight to him.
His hands move to the front of my thighs, and he holds me in place.
Heat slices through me, so sharp it borders on pain, and I feel my entire body clench in preparation.He slips a finger into me then, his lips and tongue still at work, and the sensation is overwhelming.
I hear myself pant and mumble his name as he drags me to yet another orgasmic rush.It builds up from my toes, along the soles of my feet, up the back of my legs, and to the base of my spine.
“Evander…” My words come out as a hiss.“Please.Please.”
He straightens and shoves his cock back in me in one go.I jolt and cry out, cumming hard.Continuously.It rips through me for what feels like forever.
And all the while, Evander holds me up and pounds into me.He’s saying my name over and over, and he lets go with a roar as he cums inside me.
But then I’m lifted again, still impaled on his cock.I throw my arms around his neck and hang on as he lowers to his knees, then sits on the blanket in front of the fire.
I’m in his lap, legs wrapped around his waist and his cock still hard inside me.I’m disoriented.I’m shaking and limp from the intensity of the orgasms that have just shot through me.
He begins moving into me again, slow, deep.
“Yes, baby.”
I open my eyes, but it takes a moment to focus.I feel the heat of the fire on my back, and the caress of his warm hands on my skin.When my vision clears, I see that Evander’s face is etched with sorrow.
