Only One Night (Only One 3)

“Manning.” She moans out my name. “I want you to take a condom out of my purse, and I want you to fuck me against this door,” she tells me, her legs going tighter around my waist. My hand goes around her waist as I bend down to pick up her purse, seeing the condoms out of the purse from when it fell. I grab the one and tear the corner with my teeth. The whole time, she rubs up and down on me and moans each time. I undo my belt and buckle. Pushing down just a touch, my cock springs out, and she looks down, and I look back up at her as she licks her lips. “Later,” she says as I roll the condom down on my cock, “I’m going to suck that cock for hours.”

I can’t answer her because my cock is going to explode any second. She slips her hands between her legs and pushes her panties to the side, and now it’s my turn to lick my lips. “Later,” I say, pushing her into the door with my hips, “I’m going to eat that pussy for hours.” I grab her hips and slam her down on my cock. I put my hands under her legs now on my forearms. She wraps a hand around the back of my neck as my mouth finds hers, and I fuck her harder than I’ve fucked anyone in my life. With each thrust, her pussy squeezes me tighter and tighter. The sounds of our skin slapping together along with our pants fill the room.

“Manning.” She says my name right before she comes on my cock, and I’m right after her.

“Evelyn.” Her name is a whisper as I bury myself in her and come.

Chapter 8

Evelyn

My eyes flicker open once and then close again. Soft light comes into the room, and I look at the clock on the side table right next to the empty condom wrappers, seeing it’s just past seven in the morning. I look over on my other side and see Manning.

He’s lying on his stomach, not wearing anything under the white sheet resting on his plump ass. He’s facing the other way, so the only thing I can focus on is the tattoo covering his left shoulder. A tattoo I traced with my tongue last night.

I look down at the sheet covering my naked body. One of my legs poking out from under the sheet, and when I move it, I wince. I haven’t had a workout like this in a long time. Oh, who am I kidding? I haven’t had sex like this in my whole fucking life. I slip out of bed, trying not to wake him. Neither one of us wanted to close our eyes because we didn’t want to waste any time. I slip out and tiptoe to the bathroom, not turning on the light until the door is closed. When I do, I squint at the brightness of the light and then make the mistake of looking in the mirror.

My hair is a mess from our shower. The makeup I tried to wash off while in the shower still lingers. I stop looking at that and see the love bites all over my body. I have five on one tit. Are those teeth marks? I look down and see his teeth marks on my hip. I smile and then look around to see if I can spot a towel, but all of them are on the floor and wet from when we started in the bath only for me to ride him, and the water went everywhere.

Slipping out of the bathroom door into the seating area, I see more destruction there. I follow the trail of clothes, bending to pick them up. I place the clothes on the couch and then slip into my skirt and bra since my thong is shredded. I clean up the empty condom wrappers; we used all eight.

After I said good-bye to my friends last night, a sudden thought about protection had me running into the bathroom. I took all the condoms the lady had on her stand, leaving her a fifty-dollar tip. All she could say was good luck. Little did I know how much I would need it. I find my shirt and put it on. I sit down and wince again, closing my eyes but rushing to put on my shoes. Opening my purse, I take out my phone and order an Uber. My eyes fly to the bucket of empty champagne in the middle of the coffee table. Two robes lie on the floor beside it.

“I’m going to order something sweet,” he said to me after he bent me over and had his way with me right after the bathtub overflowed. He walked over to the phone naked, and I just took his body in. He was per-fucking-fection. Nothing could compare to his body. His ass and thighs were thick, and his abs were on fucking point, but the best was his long and thick cock. I licked my lips, and he looked over at me and smirked. “Like what you see?” he asked me.