Her arms reached around me, and she dug her nails into my back. And then she squeezed her cunt around my dick and said, “Feels real good. Keep going.”
Fuck me.
I’d missed this woman.
I pulled out and thrust back in.
Over and over.
She clung to me, her nails clawing my back, and her mouth chanting filthy words that turned me way the fuck on.
And as my orgasm built, I knew she was it for me. In that moment, I knew I never wanted to fuck another woman in my life. All I needed to be happy was Evie’s beautiful pussy wrapped around my cock, and her heart to belong only to me.
“Fuck, Kick, I’m gonna come!” she screamed, and I thrust harder and faster.
“Wait for me, baby,” I grunted as I chased it.
She held on tight and together we came. I pumped my cum into her as her pussy pulsed around my dick and took everything I had to give.
I nestled my face into her neck and rested there while we both recovered from our orgasms. Eventually, I lifted my head and kissed her before saying, “Fuck, that was good.”
“Yeah, it was,” she agreed. Then she smacked my ass and said, “I’m gonna go clean up and then you can start that all over again.”
I grinned and moved off her. “You do that. We’ve got a lot of time to make up for.”
“We do,” she agreed, and then left me to go to the bathroom.
I shifted onto my back and placed my arm behind my neck while I waited for her.
Shit, how the hell did I get so lucky?
To have Evie back in my life made me the happiest fucker on the planet.
I wasn’t going to fuck this up again.
And it was clear to me now what my next move was.
And where my loyalty now lay.
***
> The next morning, I sat on the edge of Evie’s bed and did my boots up, getting ready to tackle the shit I had to take care of during the day.
She rolled over and the bed shifted as she sat up. I turned to look at her and found disappointment in her eyes. “What?” I asked, confused.
“Are you leaving now?”
“Yeah.”
She sat up straighter and moved the sheet to cover herself which only confused me more. I moved my hand to the sheet to pull it back down. “Don’t,” she murmured, holding the sheet tight.
I shifted so I was facing her with one leg up on the bed. “What’s going on? Why the fuck are you covering yourself up after last night?”
“What is this, Kick?”
Now I was really fucking confused. “What do you mean? I thought we knew what this is.”
She motioned toward me with her hand and said, “Why are you dressed and leaving so early? It’s like you’re running out on me.”