Page 45 of Evergreen

I startled slightly. “Are… Are you sure? Won’t you have a hard time breathing?”

“Don’t care,” he said, already shifting my body into position. “You’re not that heavy, anyway. If I need to breathe, I’ll just lift you up.”

I settled myself carefully over his face, my hands braced against the headboard as I lowered myself down. The first touch of his tongue against my hole made me gasp, my entire body going rigid with pleasure. He was tentative at first, like he wasn’t entirely sure what he was doing, but that hesitation quickly gave way to confidence as he started to work me open with slow, deliberate licks.

“Oh fuck,” I groaned, my hips rolling slightly. “Yeah, just like that, big guy.”

His hands gripped my thighs, holding me steady as he ate me out with an intensity that surprised me. I’d expected him to be gentle about this, careful not to hurt me or do anything wrong. But Linden had this way of throwing caution to the wind once he got going, of letting his instincts take over. His tongue pressed deeper, and I felt myself relaxing into the sensation, my hole opening up for him.

The pleasure was building fast, coiling in my lower belly in a way that told me I wasn’t going to last very long at this rate. I tried to focus on something else, anything else, but the feeling of him working me open was too good, too intense. His magic was humming beneath his skin, and I could feel it responding to mine, creating that familiar crackle of electricity between us.

“If you keep that up, you are going to make me cum,” I warned, even though part of me didn’t want to stop this. The sensation was too good, too incredible.

He pulled back just slightly, his breathing ragged. “That’s okay. Want me to fuck you now?”

“Please.”

I lifted myself off his face and shifted my body so I was straddling his hips. His cock was already hard again. Clearly he enjoyed eating my ass. Normally the man’s recovery time was insanely fast, anyway. But now it was almost nonexistent. I was already loose and lubed from his tongue, but I reached back anyway, working a finger or three inside myself to make sure I was ready for his girth.

Once I was satisfied, I positioned myself over his cock and slowly sank down. Even knowing what to expect, the stretch was a lot. His hands came up to my hips, steadying me, giving me control over the pace. That was something I’d come to appreciate about him. He always let me lead when we were like this, never pushing me beyond what I was comfortable with.

“Take your time,” he murmured, his golden eyes fixed on my own. “There’s no rush.”

I did take my time, lowering myself inch by inch until he was buried to the hilt inside me. The fullness was incredible, and there was that perfect pressure against my prostate that made my toes curl. I paused for a moment, forcing myself to breathe and relax even further. Then, when I could stand it no longer, I started to move, rolling my hips in slow circles before finding a rhythm that made my body light up like a Christmas tree.

“Oh fuck,” I moaned, feeling that thick cock practically split me in two. “Fuck your dick is big…”

“I know,” Linden said, his voice strained as he watched me move above him. “But you take it so well, Sparks.”

His hands guided my hips, helping me find a rhythm that worked for both of us. I could feel his magic dancing across my skin again, that golden light that had become so familiar. I craved the buzz of it against me, the way it made me feel like I was connected to him by much more than throbbing flesh. Our magics responded to each other instinctively now, the two of them intertwining in a way that still felt like more than a simple connection. Which, I supposed, it no longer was.

I braced my hands on his chest, using the leverage to ride him harder and faster. My prostate was getting hit with every downstroke, sending waves of pleasure radiating through my entire body. I could feel my orgasm building again, that pressure coiling tighter and tighter in my lower belly. My cock bounced against Linden’s belly, untouched and leaking.

“That’s it,” Linden groaned, his hips thrusting up to meet mine. “Fuck yourself on my cock, baby.”

The dirty talk shouldn’t have surprised me at this point. But hearing it in his voice, that gentle giant using words like that always caught me off guard. It made me harder, made me move faster, made me want to milk every last drop of cum out of his cock.

My rhythm became more erratic as I got closer, my movements getting sloppy. Linden seemed to sense it because he tightened his grip on my hips, taking over the pace, fucking up into me with a steady rhythm that pushed me right over the edge.

I came with a strangled cry, my hole clenching around him as I shot my load all over his chest. The pleasure was so intense it bordered on painful, radiating outward from my core in waves that left me gasping for breath.

Linden followed me over seconds later, his entire body going rigid as he filled me with his cum. His magic flared so bright that for a moment the whole room seemed to glow gold, and I swear I heard thunder rumble outside even though the sky had been clear when we came back from dinner.

We collapsed together in a tangle of limbs, both of us breathing hard, both of us covered in sweat and cum. I stayed where I was for a moment, feeling him soften inside me. I loved being connected like this, in the most intimate way possible. It just felt right with Linden.

“We should probably clean up before we head to the grove,” Linden said eventually, his fingers tracing lazy patterns across my back.

“Five more minutes,” I mumbled against his chest. “I don’t want to move.”

He chuckled, the sound rumbling through his chest beneath my ear. “Okay. Five more minutes.”

But we both knew it would be more than that. It always was. What started out as a few more minutes turned into teasing, then laughing, then Linden’s cock getting hard inside me again. Then, before either of us knew what was happening, he was fucking me again, using his previous load as lube for the next one.

“Oh fuck,” I cried, my fingers squeezing his pecs. “Fuck me harder! I can take it!”

He didn’t need any more encouragement. His hips snapped upward with more force, driving his cock deeper inside me with each thrust. The headboard was already banging against the wall, and I made a mental note to do something about that later. But honestly, I didn’t give a shit right now. Let the whole campus know what we were doing. Let them hear how good he was making me feel.

“Yeah, just like that,” I gasped, meeting his thrusts halfway. “Fuck, Linden, you’re so deep⁠—”