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Her head jerked with the movement from my surprise laugh.
“Really?” I stroked her hair, tucking the offending strands behind her ear.
Everleigh was now straddling my body, her ass in the air with her chin still on my chest. From the yoga classes the trainer made us do, it reminded me of puppy pose, which I hated. But on Everleigh, it was one of the sexiest things I’d ever seen, and instead of the innocence of a yoga pose, my dirty mind went straight to doggy style.
Her eyes glinted and she held my hand mid-stroke on her head. “Hold my hair.” She squeezed my fist so that it was like a makeshift hair elastic holding onto a messy ponytail.
“Why?” I was stupid enough to ask.
Her gaze held mine as she traveled down my body, stopping to kiss each side of my lower abs. Her soft lips barely grazed my skin yet goosebumps surged from my guts through to every hair follicle on my head. The nerve endings in my body were on edge, and I was trembling by the time her lips were wrapped around my cock. “This is how a blow job works.”
I shudderedas she took almost all of me into her mouth. “This is how a blowjob works.”
“Ooh.” I couldn’t stop the moan. “Show me more?” I dug my fingers into the messy ponytail, fisting her hair hard.
Taking me all in, she let out a little gag. “Damn, you’re big.”
She paused to kiss the tip, and I moaned as I felt her hot breath on my balls as she kissed each one. “Do you want me to keep going with the demonstration?” She stuck her tongue out playfully to the side of her mouth.
“I could use a few more details,” I managed to croak.
She folded her hands above my shaft and narrowed her lips. My cock throbbed in front of her mouth. “Come on Gunnar, ask like a real man.” The glint was back. “Don’t ask. Tell me you want it.”
The sweet woman that had drooled slightly on my chest was gone, replaced with a tigress. She was the best of both worlds, and I was so close to coming that it was going to be embarrassing. I took a deep breath and then squeezed her hair a little tighter. She moaned and her eyes fluttered. She liked it.
“Get that pretty mouth back on my cock.”
“Please?” She licked her lips. She was playing with me, like a cat toying with its prey. But I wasn’t a mouse.
“Now,” I growled.
She inhaled sharply and then took all of me in her mouth. I arched my back and did as much deep breathing as I could, but it didn’t take long for my cock to twitch, my warmth spilling into her mouth. She didn’t stop until I was done and the tension of the orgasm had released its grip from my body. I was lying on my back panting, literally seeing stars.
“That was incredible.” I already knew what I was going to do to her, but she had moved to the edge of the bed. I grabbed her wrist. “Wait. You’re not the only one who gets to do a demonstration this morning.”
Everleigh smiled, but pulled her wrist from my grip and slipped into a floor-length white silk robe. “You can show me in the shower.”
I had launched off the bed, still a little uneasy on my shaky, post-orgasmic legs, when my cell phone rang.
Everleigh raised her eyebrows. They briefly flitted to my chub as it swayed in the air. Even at half-mast, it was still impressive. I tried to slip my hand into hers, but she shook hers free and pointed to my phone. “Aren’t you going to get that?”
“Nope.”
“Gunnar. It’s five thirty in the morning. Shouldn’t you look to see who it is?”
I pulled her in tight, my hands rough and calloused, catching on the fabric that was draped over her round ass. “Everleigh, the only person in the world who matters right now is in this room.” If this is the last time I was going to get to kiss her, not even a call from Bobby Orr could get me to answer that phone.
She smiled, and I cupped her face in my hands, gulping the emotions I was feeling back down. There was no way I would cry in front of Everleigh King.
Her lips trembled, but the shaking subsided as our kiss turned from gentle to hungry.
Then the damn phone rang again. Everleigh sighed and rested her forehead on my chest, before reaching to hand me my phone. I’d been honest, there wasn’t anyone I’d interrupt that moment for. But when I saw the name on my screen, I knew I had to pick it up.
“One second, Everleigh.” It was my dogsitter. Broke teenage me could never have imagined having the money to go on a luxury getaway, let alone send my dog to one. I’d come a long way from the trailer park.
Everleigh squeezed my hand. “I’ll be in the shower.”
She didn’t ask who was calling, and I was thankful but also a little disappointed. Did she not wonder? Was it because she wasn’t nosy or insecure, or was she already trying to put some distance between us? Whatever the reason, I didn’t have time to worry about it and I picked up the call.
