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7
Jeremy
It wasn’t as if I walked into Bella’s this afternoon, thinking I could track down a girl I used to know and kill time getting drunk and fucking. After the hell I went through this morning, it seemed like Evie had landed in my lap for a reason. She was the only thing keeping me from spiraling even further.
I pushed my black boxer briefs out of the way, freeing my cock. Freeing my mind from all the shit that happened before this moment. I couldn’t think about anything but being buried inside her warmth. I’d already had a taste of her and I knew just how sweet she was.
I kept my eyes on Evie the entire time I ripped the corner from the packet and rolled the condom over my dick. She wanted the next step as badly as I did. It was in her eyes. It was in the way she purred. I pressed my head to her pussy. Damn it was warm and tight. She arched her back in a welcome tilt.
I didn’t know why Evie Rossi wasn’t one of the girls I slept with in high school. She was beautiful. Did she always have those perfect round tits? So round and plump? Right now, she looked like a fucking sex kitten. Her cheeks flush. Her eyes dancing with lust. And her legs wrapped around my waist, ready for me to slam into her. Her heels dug into my back, urging me to give her what she wanted.
But I had learned tonight she wasn’t just gorgeous and sexy, she was funny. She was fucking smart and sassy. Why weren’t more women fun to get drunk with?
I leaned forward, hovering over her. She tipped her lips to mine and I needed another taste of her sweet mouth. I groaned as I pushed my tongue inside, finding a rhythm with hers. Her little whimpers echoed in my ears. Shit. She was hot.
“Please, Jer,” she begged.
I smiled, pressing my forehead against hers.
I was waiting. Holding back. By now I should have already fucked her senseless. My cock was wedged at the entrance to her pussy. It was fucking nirvana right there, waiting for paradise on the other side. One more moment before we shattered into fucking like banshees. A stillness before the storm. I inhaled.
I bit her lower lip as I began to push inside her.
“Oh fuck me,” she moaned as I made it halfway.
I growled wanting it faster and harder. I pulled out, slicing into her again, going farther this time.
“Shit,” I hissed, realizing her pussy was like a vise. She clamped around me, squeezing my cock with every ounce of strength she had. “You’re a siren after all, Evie.”
I moved out of her, positioned my cock at the perfect angle, and with a roar of pent-up frustration I thrust, hilting myself so my balls were pressed to her ass.
“Oh my God,” she gasped.
By then we were lost. We had thrown logic and good sense out the window. I fucked her. She fucked me. I rolled on my back, lifting her to straddle me. I watched as her tits bounced and she rode me like a wild unbound cowgirl. Something unexpected and surreal happened in the cellar of that old Italian restaurant. Surrounded by cases of beer and wine, and the glow of a small laptop, I had the most incredible sex of my life.
“Oh, Jer. Oh my God. I’m going to come.”
I reached for her tits. “Fuck yeah,” I groaned. I wanted to watch this masterpiece unfold. I brought her lips to mine for a rough kiss before I released her and let her ride, rubbing her clit harder and faster.
I grinned with satisfaction as I saw the expression on her face turn to total pleasure. Her lips parted with raspy pants. She jolted upright on my cock with the first shock of the orgasm.
“That’s it,” I coaxed. “Ride me, Evie. Come.” I wondered how many more I could give her. How many she could give herself, using my dick for pleasure.
She was relentless, taking my cock until the last wave had evaporated.
“My turn.” I waggled my eyebrows.
She squealed when I flipped her around on the couch on all fours. I palmed the small of her back. There was something in her eyes as she watched me over her shoulder. Something about those long lashes. Something so sensual and carnal, I couldn’t control myself.
I spread her knees and slammed into her swollen pussy. She grabbed the armrest for strength and moaned a long, ragged breath as I pounded into her again.
“Feels. So. Good,” she murmured.
“Doesn’t it?” I could barely make out the words.
I was mesmerized. Under some kind of spell. A man possessed by her exquisite body. Enraptured by how incredible it felt to be inside her. To hear her moans. To feel her hard tits under my fingers. To know she moved those hips because of me. That our bodies were glistening because of each other.
“Oh fuck,” I growled deeply. My spine tingled. The base tightened like there was a big bullseye centered on it. I was going to come hard. I wanted to hold off. I wanted to fuck her longer and harder.
