God.
She reached the door and pulled her keys from her bag, slipping one into the lock.
“Can I come in?”I called.
She glanced back at me over her shoulder but didn’t say a word.Just pushed the door open and stepped inside.
And left it open behind her.
I stared at it for half a second, then grinned.
Yeah.
That was an answer.
I walked into Ever’s house, the click of the lock echoing behind me as I shut the door.The sound of the fridge opening drew me to the kitchen, where I found her reaching inside, her curves silhouetted by the cool light.She pulled out two beers and offered one to me, a small smile playing on her lips.I took it, my fingers brushing against hers, a spark igniting at the touch.
She leaned against the counter, and I mirrored her on the opposite side, the air between us thick with tension.We both took a sip of our beers, eyes locked, the silent conversation speaking volumes.I could see the desire in her gaze, reflecting the same hunger I felt.I couldn’t hold back any longer.“Fuck it,” I murmured, setting my beer down with a thud.I took hers from her hand, placed it next to mine, and pulled her into my arms.
Our lips met in a hot, passionate kiss, all the pent-up longing exploding between us.My hands roamed over her body, feeling her soft curves as she melted against me.Her fingers tangled in my hair, pulling me closer, deepening the kiss.The world outside faded away; it was just the two of us, lost in the heat of the moment.
Clothes came off quickly, scattered across the kitchen floor.Moans and groans filled the air as we explored each other’s bodies, our breaths coming in ragged gasps.I lifted Ever effortlessly, setting her on the counter.She opened her legs, inviting me in, and I stepped between them, my body pressing against hers.
I entered her slowly, feeling her tense around me.“I’m sorry,” she whispered, her voice barely audible.I pulled back, looking down at her with a mix of surprise and tenderness.She was a virgin.Holy shit.
“You don’t have a damn thing to be sorry for, beautiful,” I murmured, my voice thick with emotion.“I didn’t think you...I didn’t know you were a virgin,” I trailed off, my forehead pressing against hers.
She tried to move away, a flush of embarrassment on her cheeks, but I held her firmly in place.“Just give me a second.You’re so fucking tight I’m about to come without even moving,” I admitted, my body trembling with the effort to hold back.
She gasped, her body flexing around me, and I felt myself barely hanging on.“Are you okay?”I asked, my voice gentle yet urgent.
She nodded, her eyes locked onto mine.“Yeah, it’s just...you’re big,” she breathed, her words sending a surge of desire through me.Fucking hell, knowing that I was her first, that I would be the only man to have her this way, was intoxicating.
I began to move slowly, savoring every sensation, every gasp and moan that escaped her lips.Her body was tight around me, fitting me like a glove, and I knew I had to take my time, to make this perfect for her.
“Jude,” she moaned, my name on her lips like a prayer.I captured her mouth in a deep kiss, my hips moving in a steady rhythm, each thrust bringing us closer together.I reached between us, my fingers finding her clit, circling and teasing until she was writhing beneath me.
I could feel my own climax building, but I was determined to bring her to the edge first.I worked her body, my fingers and hips moving in sync until she was panting and trembling, her nails digging into my back.
“Come for me, Ever,” I whispered against her lips, my voice a command and a plea.She cried out, her body convulsing around me as she came, pulling me over the edge with her.We moved together, our bodies slick with sweat, our breaths mingling as we rode the wave of pleasure.
As we came down from the high, I pressed soft kisses to her lips, her cheeks, her forehead.She laughed softly, her body relaxing against mine.
“I didn’t expect to lose my virginity on my parents’ kitchen counter,” she admitted, a laugh bubbling up from her chest.I chuckled, the sound vibrating through both of us.
“Well, I’m glad I could make it memorable,” I replied, a playful grin on my face.I kissed her again, our lips lingering, the connection between us stronger than ever.
“Maybe we could move this to my bedroom,” she suggested.
I pressed a kiss to her lips and lifted her in my arms.She let out a squeal, and I headed toward the hallway.I didn’t care where Ever wanted to be, as long as I was with her.
Chapter Twenty-Seven
Ever
I didn’t move when the bike stopped.
Didn’t even think about getting off.
