My body rings tight as I draw closer to a quick orgasm. Just as I’m about to fall over that cliff Monty removes his fingers and stands up.
“What the-” I start but he quickly pulls my ass closer to the edge of the counter.
“I need to be inside you.” He groans, leaning forward and kissing me. My hands fumble for his pants, eager to get him out. As soon as the pants are loose I shove them down, and wrap my hands around his silky shaft, pumping it twice.
His thick length throbs beneath my touch, causing a visible shiver to run through my body before lining him up at my entrance. He pushes into me slowly and my mouth drops open as he begins to fill me inch by inch. Our lips break apart and he rests his forehead against my own.
“Fuck, you feel so good little minx.” He pants, then pulls back and thrusts forward. He does it again, each time he pullsback a little further before thrusting forward harder. My hands move into his hair, grasping the long strands into my grasp which pulls a groan out of him.
Planting one hand on my hip and the other on the counter for support he begins to drill into me, shooting sparks of electricity through my entire body. Pulling his hair, I bring his lips to mine in a sloppy kiss, before breaking apart and looking down at where we connect.
I’m entranced as I watch Monty slide in and out, his cock streaked with my arousal. My breathing picks up, and a tingling sensation begins deep in my core. I’m so close, but I just need–
“More, I need more Monty, please.” I beg, as my hands begin to roam over every inch of his body. Guiding my hands down to the hem of his shirt I slide over his bare skin, the contact given seems to do something. Grasping at his sides I pull him closer to me. Eating up more space that’s between us, so he can’t fully pull out anymore.
“Tell me what you need.” His lips trace across my shoulder and when his lips begin to kiss and suck up my neck sparks fire off behind my eyelids.
A moan slips from my throat and I tilt my neck to give him more access. Between the sensations of his lips on my skin and the way he’s pushing into me. “I’m so close.” I pant.
“Me too.” He responds with a grunt. His thrusts begin to falter, as he continues to suck on my neck. When his teeth graze my neck the sparks turn into fireworks and my orgasm slams into me with such a force that everything goes black.
When my vision and senses come back to me, I feel the pressure of Monty’s forehead on my shoulder, the heat of his breath blanketing my collarbone. We stay like that for what feels like forever before he pulls out and then curses.
Looking at him with a question, I see panic in his eyes. “What?” I ask, my heart rate begins to pick up. Does he regret this?
“I didn’t put on a condom.” He rests his hand on his forehead, “Evie, I am so sorry. This was supposed to be a discussion. A mutual agreement when we were ready for this next step. Fuck.”
He begins pacing back and forth, and I should be panicking but I’m not. I’m calm and not scared because I’m consistent with my birth control. My periods have always been horrible, and I tried so many types. It wasn’t until my doctor brought forward a pill that you take for three months, which means less periods and they talked about how it could improve my normal symptoms.
I slide off the counter and approach Monty slowly. Stopping in front of him I run my hands down his arms and look up at him.
“Hey,” I say softly. “I appreciate that you’re concerned, and wanted to have a conversation before this happened. I’m clean, and on the pill.”
He looks down, the guilt shines in his eyes, and it pulls at my heart strings.
“I’m still sorry for not slowing things down to get that part done right. You deserve the conversation, and the choice.” He says sternly, stepping into me and wrapping me into an embrace.
A sigh leaves me as I melt into his hold. We stand like that for a long time, just soaking in each other. When we pull apart, I quickly run to the bathroom to clean up, and get rid of my ruined tights.
The party is still in a full swing when we make it back to the main house. I make my way over to the fridge and grab a Diet Coke, because at this point in the night I’m not really in the mood for alcohol. Scanning the room I look around for Harper, she said her and Xavier were on their way right before I snuck off with Monty.
Instead of finding my best friend, my eyes connect with Josie, and the slight smirk on her face tells me all I need to know. She knows we snuck off, and from the lust I can make out in her eyes I know she’s thinking about what we did.
Sending a wink her way, I walk through the house until I spot my best friend and sidle up next to her.
“Hey babes, I’ve been looking for you.” I wrap my arm around her shoulder and bring her toward me for a side hug.
“Hey, we’ve been here for about half an hour.” She tells me, bringing a cold drink to her lips. Looking her over, she’s dressed up as asunflower. She did her make up to look like the petals, and she’s wearing this stunning deep green v-neck dress. The a-line shape fits her form perfectly. Giving her another once over, it’s then that I notice her cheeks are flushed and she has this happy dazed look on her face. It’s almost as if she also snuck off and got a little treat herself.
“Harper Beckett, did you sneak off with the worker bee and let him pollinate your flower?” I say, and laugh as I watch Harper’s eyes grow wide and her face turn crimson.
“Evie!” She hisses as she covers her face.
Throwing my head back I cackle, “Oh shit, I fucking love that for you babes.”
Harper fans her face, trying to cool herself off. Her glare does little to steer me off, and she knows that.
“And where exactly didyousneak off too?” She counters, “I expected to see you on the dance floor, but low and behold you were nowhere to be found. Then I ran into Shaggy and they told me how they left you with Captain Hook.” The implications are clear from her, since she knows exactly what’s going on with us.
