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Parting my legs, he rubs my clit before inserting two fingers inside me. I cry out, desperate for more. “Hands over your head and hold on.” Everett removes his fingers and cups my ass cheeks, lifting the lower part of my body as he kneels in front of me on the couch. His head disappears between my thighs, his tongue spearing in and out of my opening before he sucks at my folds.
My fingers clamp onto the edge of the couch arm while I try to hold my orgasm off. My body bucks and writhes at his relentless pace. “Fuck, Ev,” I cry out. “Yes.”
He stops for a second and his eyes meet mine. “All in good time, baby.” He smirks and my eyes roll into the back of my head as his mouth meets my sex again. Knowing I’m on the verge of coming, he sucks harder, my body bucking and my fingers digging into the wood of the arm. “That’s it, baby give it to me.” His lips clamp around my bundle of nerves, and just as my legs stiffen, the tingling in my belly sparks, and before I could say I was coming, he was lapping up my climax. He drags his tongue from my opening to my clit, causing aftershocks to wrack my body.
Everett pulls me up to my feet and turns me around, facing away from him. I push back against him, sinking onto his cock. His fingers dig into my hips as he drives in and out of me as roughly as he can. I know it won’t be long before I hit my peak again when that familiar feeling, that fire in my belly which had slowly begun to smoulder, ignited again. I was ready for him to take it all as I met him thrust for thrust.
“That’s it, Rae, let it go. This is mine, you hear me? No one else gets this.”
I think I nod, agreeing with him, but I couldn’t be sure, I’m so fucking turned on. This is just what I need after today.
“You are fucking amazing, Reagan,” he professes fucking me harder and faster. It’s not long before we’re both coming
“Shower?” he asks as he pulls out of me.
“Food?” I ask, smiling as I turned and sat on the couch.
“Okay.” He was still semi-erect as he sat down next to me. “Order food and we’ll shower while we wait.”
Leaning over, he picks up the bottle of water from the floor and offers it to me. I drink just enough to moisten my mouth and throat and give it back. He shakes his head and goes to get a fresh bottle of water from the fridge. There’s something about the throat and neck that’s so damn erotic. He then takes his cell from his sweats and orders Chinese for us. Once done, he offers me his hand. Wrapping my fingers around his, he pulls me up to my feet and kisses my lips. He then wraps one arm around my back and the other around the backs of my thighs and lifts me. I squeal as I am launched over his shoulder and walked into the bathroom. “Ev? Put me down.”
His palm connects with my ass for complaining, and not just once either. Another loud squeal comes from the back of my throat and my teeth clamp down on my lip as he hits me in just the right place to get me wet all over again.
Twenty-Two
Everett
Waking up in Reagan’s bed is strange.
I’m not sure what made me ask if she wanted me to stay, but it was out of my mouth before I could stop it. Maybe it was that little bit of rejection at not taking my call yesterday. She always takes my calls.
I look down at her blonde head nestled under my chin and smile, my arms holding her against me.
It’s confusing. I never wanted this. It was really just supposed to be a one-night stand.
I look around for a clock and find one on the bedside table—it’s almost five o’clock. I needed to get up and get going if I’m going to make it back to my apartment in time to change before work. I could imagine the look on my employees’ faces if I showed up in sweats.
I pulled my arm from under Reagan’s head as softly as I could, and she murmured as she rolled to her back. The thin sheet slipped down her body, uncovering her ample breasts. My dry mouth began to water and I hated that I couldn’t act on it. I need to get going. Turning to sit on the edge of the bed, I run my fingers through my hair before standing up and walking into the living room. I pick up my sweats from the floor where I left them last night and pull them on.
I go into the kitchen and make us both some coffee. I hear the beep of Reagan’s alarm clock and know she’ll be getting up soon. Once the coffee is ready, I add some sweetener to hers and then make my own. Is it scary that I know how Reagan takes her coffee? I push that thought aside for another day. Grabbing both cups, I walk back to the bedroom.
As I push open the door, Reagan is waking up, her arms over her head and her body stretched out. I take a seat on her side of the bed and hold her cup out to her. “Coffee, babe?”
“Is that for me?”
“Well, I certainly didn’t make myself two.” I put the cups down on the nightstand and take her lips with mine. “Just what a man needs to start his day,”I hum against her lips
She wriggled her way up the bed and pulled the sheet along with her as she placed her back at the headboard. “I thought you’d be gone already.”
“Yeah, it was strange waking up in the same bed.” I pick up both cups and pass hers over. I grab her free hand and hold it in mine. “Although, I did like waking up next to you.”
“Well, technically, I didn’t wake up next to you, so can I have a do over?” Reagan smirks and her eyes twinkle. “But you get a gold star for the coffee.” She keeps her eyes on mine as she takes a sip.
“Wow. A gold star?” Setting my thumb against the softness of her cheek, I skim it over her cheekbone and down to her mouth before dragging it across her bottom lip. “If only we didn’t have to work…” I lean forward and kiss her again.
“As much as I’d love to do this all day, I have to be getting up. I have to get ready.”
“I’ll be in the bathroom. I’m used to seeing your clothes fall off that gorgeous body, not cover it up.”
