Need took root. I’d just had her but I was starving for more. I couldn’t get enough.
I broke the kiss, twisted, dropped to my side, then rolled to my back, and settled Evette astride me. Her hand went to my chest and she blinked rapidly before her eyes widened.
“That was impressive.”
No, what was impressive was the way Evette’s pussy hugged my cock, refusing to let go.
“Shirt off. Bra, too.”
Evette didn’t dally, and once they were off and tossed away, I didn’t either. I knifed up, caught her nipple in my mouth, and with one swipe of my tongue it pebbled. I moved to the other one, touched it with the tip of my tongue, and circled her beaded nipple before I gave it a nip and her pussy convulsed.
Good Christ.
Glorious.
“Ride me, honey.”
Evette pulled up slow and I gritted my teeth when her downward glide was just as slow.
“Ride me, Evette.”
Her head tipped forward and a saucy grin curved up her lips. She shook her head.
“Yes, honey, faster.”
“Oh no, baby, your turn.” She peeled my hands off her hips and threaded our fingers together, suspending them between us. “Just watch.”
Jesus.
Evette pushed herself up until she only had the tip of my cock and asked, “You wanna touch me, don’t you?”
My body locked and my muscles strained as I felt my blood run hot.
“Evette,” I warned.
“You wanna take over.”
“Evette.”
“But you’re not gonna. It’s your turn to watch. To feel. To let go.”
She dropped down hard and fast.
“Oh, yeah,” she moaned. “Watch me take you, Gabe. Trust me to give you everything you need.”
War waged inside of me. A battle between her slick heat engulfing my cock and my need to be in control. Something that I couldn’t fight against when I was close to Evette.
“Take it,” I grunted, ignoring the conflicting thoughts running through my mind. I could of course overpower her. I could pull my hands free, grip her hips, and drill up into her until her eyes glazed over and she forgot about her demand.
But I didn’t.
And when she stared down at me with soft eyes I knew—fucking knew straight down to my bones—I’d give her whatever she wanted. Whatever she wanted to give me I’d take.
“Need you to move, honey.”
“You’re…you’re really gonna give me this?”
Her breathy voice hit me full-on and if I had any doubts, just hearing the wonder in her voice would’ve made me cave.
“Told you, I’ll give you everything you need. You want me to lie here and watch. I’ll watch you take me, but, honey, the only way I’m gonna beat back my need is if you fuck me. So I need you to get on that and do it now.”
Evette didn’t delay.
She rode my cock hard and fast. Each glide, slide, and swivel was beautiful torture. Every groan, mew, and gasp the sweetest fucking pain. My fingers itched to tease and coax. My hands ached to guide and touch.
Jesus fuck, agony mixed with intense pleasure.
“Gabe,” Evette panted.
“Harder.”
Evette slammed down harder, her tits swayed and bounced, the sight so goddamn hot I clenched my jaw. It wasn’t just the sight of her tits, it was her hooded eyes, parted lips, snug, tight, wet heat squeezing my cock that had me on edge.
“I need…”
Breathless.
Beautiful.
“What do you need, honey?”
“More.”
Fuck yeah.
“Lean forward. Put your hands on the headboard.”
Evette instantly complied. I lifted my head off the pillow, pulled her nipple into my mouth, and sucked deep, giving her the edge of my teeth. Her pussy spasmed. There it was. I pulled off, moved to the other, and bucked up to meet her downward glide.
“More?”
“Yes,” she hissed.
Her head fell forward. A blanket of silky hair curtained around us, and then I was completely surrounded in Evette. Encased. Enveloped. Enclosed.
“Get yourself there fast, honey, or I’m taking over.”
“Al…most,” she moaned.
Almost wasn’t good enough. She was close but I was closer.
A low hungry noise rumbled from the back of Evette’s throat. Her head flew back, taking with it all that soft hair, and her pussy clamped around my cock so damn hard she took me with her.
And that was when I’d had enough. My hands went to her hips, slid around until I had two handfuls of ass, and my fingertips dug into her flesh. I bucked up and I knew I hit the spot when she groaned and rocked herself harder.
“So good. So, so good, baby.”
Evette ended the ‘baby’ on a long, soft whimper. That slammed into my chest, the feel of