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I steal a kiss before she can respond, savoring it like I’ve been denied for years. I pinch one of her nipples through her shirt and bra. She moans through our kiss. Impatient, I push again to test her limits. I pull off her shirt and bra and smack each nipple.
“God,” she moans. “You’re such a bully.”
“It’s a family trait.” I push her on the bed and her lips poke out as she tries to decide to be turned on or offended.
I strip away her clothes while she figures it out. I leave her in nothing but her underwear. She looks delicious spread out in front of me. It’ll be even better when she’s completely naked. We’re in no rush, so I save the anticipation I feel as I take off my clothes.
We watch each other, both of us down to one article of clothing. My boxer briefs don’t hide my erection. I run my hand along it as I approach her.
“Remember the first time I tasted your pussy?” I lick my lips like her juices still coat them. “You rode my face until you collapsed on the bed.”
“But you didn’t stop. You turned around, pushed my shaking legs open, and licked and finger fucked me until I came again.” The memory makes me drip. She wanted help getting to sleep, and I was willing to knock her out. “Yet you refused to let me help you.”
The sex goddess inside of her surfaces again, spiking my arousal. She dips her fingers into the band of my underwear, pulling me closer. Everie looks up at me but tugs the cotton covering my cock until it jumps out to meet her.
I’m sure I still see the constellations when she wraps her mouth around my sensitive tip. She pulls back after only wetting my head, then traces it with the tip of her tongue. I can’t look away, but when she sucks me in until I hit the back of her throat, my eyes shut as I moan. My fingers find her hair, and it’s such a familiar feeling that my mind flashes back to a moment on my yacht.
My shorts were around my ankles and Everest winked at me like my dick wasn’t stretching her mouth…
I grunt and open my eyes to come back to the present. That didn’t matter. Flashes of the last time she’d done this mixes with the current, making me feel like I’m receiving double. She groans on my dick because I’m teasing her nipples as she blows me. I was under her spell from the moment I met her, and that hold carried on past trauma and memory loss. It’s like our story began that night, but still has to continue. Both times we met were so random it’s like we were meant to be in each other’s lives.
“Harder.” She leans in closer, digging her nails into my neck. “Take me harder.”
Her moan pulls one out of me before I respond. “I don’t want to break you.”
“You can’t break what’s already broken.”
I almost cum from the memory. Begrudgingly, I pull my dick out of her mouth because this isn’t how I want to cum right now. I grab her arm and pull her to standing. I hook my fingers through the side of the triangle, keeping me from her pussy.
Everie shudders when my knuckles graze her clit. “You’re so wet for me,” I whisper against her lips.
She takes over again, pulling my hair and connecting our lips. I indulge her in the kiss as she grinds against my knuckles until she breaks the kiss to throw her head back and moan through her orgasm. I feast on her exposed neck, not caring if I’m marking her. Anyone who doesn’t know she’s mine now would be in for a rude awakening. I rip away her panties, aching to make contact. I have her trapped under me in seconds. I pin her hands above her head with my left hand as I use my right thumb to trace her bottom lip.
“So beautiful,” I whisper.
Everie flushes a little and bites the pad of my thumb, pulling a pained moan out of me. I enter her hard, stealing her breath and mine, too. I don’t know how, but I know I’ve never felt so much touching anyone before. I don’t want to stop. I can’t stop.
“You’ve done this before,” she says in awe.
“Yes, and you loved it.”
I pull out and ease back inside, determined to take it slower this time.
“Harder,” she begs.
“No. For once, we’re not in a rush. We have all night.” I keep going, loving the sounds she makes when I’m inside of her. “You’ll get it every way you can imagine.”
“You talk a big game,” she teases me with her eyes sparkling with mischief.
I drop my forehead to hers. “I’m a Cambridge.”
“What does that mean?”
I move, rubbing the spot that makes her weak. Everie’s nails dig into my biceps as she turns her head to the side. I drop a kiss on her temple.
“You’ll find out.”
