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She turned her head and straightened. “Let me—”
I pressed my hand to her back and pushed her down. “We don’t need foreplay. I already know you’re ready for me.”
I stroked myself a few more times. She was still looking over her shoulder, her eyes watching as I made love to my cock with my hand.
“Max…” She said my name on a whisper, a whisper that slid across my erection. “I have condoms in my purse.” She gestured with her chin to one of the recliners. Her blue sack sitting on the leather.
With two wide steps I was across the room and rooting around in her bag for the foil packet. I found it, ripped it open, and let the purple foil fall to the carpet. Squeezing the tip, I slid it down my length.
I positioned myself at her backside and grabbed her thong. I pulled it aside, making room to press the tip of my cock to her center. I swiped the head up and down until it slipped between her folds. She was wet, so I stroked her a few more times, relishing the silky smooth flesh. Finally, I sank inside, the most warm and heavenly place on earth. I canted my hips, moving us back and forth without pulling out, our bodies moving in sync.
I grabbed her ass cheeks, squeezing hard, tight as I thrust. The fabric of her thong wrapped around my fingers. I thrust harder, squeezed tighter, and I knew she’d have marks when we were through.
With both hands, I pulled at the waist of her panties. The fabric tore, the rip echoed around us.
She gasped then moaned, letting her head fall forward to the shelf.
I let the panties drop to the floor and resumed my assault, but the force with which I needed this woman was blinding. I couldn’t see anything except for her smokin’ ass. I couldn’t feel anything except for her tight pussy. I couldn’t hear anything except for her sexy whimpers.
I leaned forward, pressing my chest to her back. I bracketed her with my arms, letting them rest on the shelf. I pumped inside her, again and again, our bodies sweaty, our breath heavy. But when she turned her head and her eyes met mine, something slammed into me. Something more than me staking my claim. Whatever I was feeling, I saw it reflected in her eyes. This was a moment to never forget. A moment when two people were so in sync, they just let go.
I never thought I’d have my own perfect sex scene. But I shouldn’t be surprised. Everly had given me so much already.
I knew she was close, but I also knew she needed a little extra to tip her over the edge. I reached around, continuing to pump, and placed my fingers against her clit. I rubbed in a circle, picking up the pace with each swipe.
Her head whipped up. “Yes. Yes. Yes.”
All I wanted to do was pleasure this woman. I had wasted so much time trying to seek pleasure for myself that it became stale, but doing it for Everly, it was addictive. The look on her face when she reached the pinnacle, hypnotic.
Her flesh quivered under my touch as she came with a loud wail. I followed, not long after, with my own grunt of satisfaction.
“Wow…” She groaned. “Wow, wow…”
I slumped over her body, my chin resting just under her shoulder.
She had changed my life. But how did I tell her that? How did I disclose such personal information when our deal was supposed to be casual? This experience had ended up being so much more than that.
“Max, I…”
I stopped her words by placing a finger to her lips. Staring back at those cobalt blue eyes, I whispered, “I know.”
And that was the moment I fell in love with Everly Parker.
I smacked her bottom and she squealed, as I walked us to the door. She only managed to take one step outside the room before I grabbed her hand and pulled her to me, wrapping my free hand around the back of her head. I pressed my lips to hers. I needed one more taste before we went upstairs.
But instead of reveling in the kiss, we were interrupted by hushed voices drifting from down the hall.
“You’d be surprised how much gossip I know, dear.”
I pulled away, despite the unprecedented hard-on that had just returned. Party guests weren’t supposed to come down to the basement. I sighed. “I’m going to have to play the bad guy now.” I kissed her nose.
I took two steps, but stopped short when I recognized the voice.
Aida, our set mother, was talking. “That poor boy has no idea his mother was a drug addict.”
I felt Everly come up behind me, placing her hand in mine.
“I never got the chance to meet Ellie.” Another familiar voice. Tara. Why the hell was she talking about my mother? And why the hell were they talking about my mother and drugs?
