“Are you going to come all over my hand?”
“Yes,” she breathed with desperation breaking her voice. But in seconds, she ripped her body away from me because the elevator had stopped on a floor that wasn’t ours. “Fuck,” she hissed, writhing in torment against the wall opposite me.
I had to stare.
She looked like walking sex. And not just any sex – dirty sex. Her hair was messy and her dress was twisted askew. Her tits were ready to spill and those pillowy lips were so red and swollen I couldn’t be surprised at the reactions of the two guys who walked in. I wasn’t easy to miss but they didn’t even see me as their wide eyes flew right to Evie pressed up against the wall, staring speechlessly back at them. Secretly dripping from her naked pussy.
One of them muttered “wow” but the second he stepped toward her, I cleared my throat.
“Oh! Fuck.”
In one breath, he acknowledged both who I was and the fact that he’d just been looking at my woman. It was all he needed to shut right up and do a one-eighty.
I caught Evie biting her smirk because for the next four floors, both men were wide-eyed and silent. They stood dead center between us, staring straight ahead and so still you’d think I’d turned them to stone.
The second they got out, I had Evie pressed back on the wall, both our hands frantically grasping at one another as we kissed till we got to our floor.
I barely remembered how we got into our room. All I knew was that I was watching her skirt fall around her ankles, exposing her sweet pussy to me as she whipped my jersey up over her head.
“Bounce those perfect tits for me, baby,” I murmured as she unclasped her bra and let it fall to the floor.
“Ah, ah,” she smirked, cupping her breasts and pushing them gently together. “I told you I was going to make you come harder than you ever have in your life, which means I’m in control tonight. You just tell me whether you want my mouth you’re my pussy first.”
“Let’s start with that smart mouth,” I muttered as I undid my belt buckle.
“Perfect,” Evie grinned, mischief glimmering in her eyes. “Now go lay down in bed. You’ve had very long, trying day, and you deserve to be taken care of now.”
God, she was so fucking sexy.
I didn’t need to be told twice. Peeling off my shirt, I lay down in bed, folding my arms behind my head and just watching as Evie climbed naked on top of me, her tits bouncing softly between her arms as she began to work my sore quads.
“Fuck... “ I exhaled, closing my eyes. A post-game massage by a naked Evie was pretty much exactly what I needed to wind down from tonight. I was pretty fucking content as it was, but then I felt her nipples graze my thighs just before I felt the heat of her mouth on my dick, kissing it over my boxers. “Holy shit, baby, what are you doing?” I rasped as she continued moving her mouth up my shaft, wrapping her lips around my tip as her palms applied more pressure to my thighs. “Oh my fucking God, Evie…” I groaned when I realized she was about to suck on my cock while working on my sore muscles.
I was delirious by the time she’d stripped my boxers off.
“Are you kidding me, baby?” I hissed, watching in awe because the way she took my cock was out of control.
She had my pulsing head at the back of her throat, and at the same time she was massaging the hell out of my sore muscles, never losing the rhythm of either stroke. It was fucking wild. With every push of her palm up my hamstring, she dropped her mouth down my cock. With every pull back, she sucked slowly back up to the tip, her cheeks hollowing as she spoiled every hard inch of me with her unbelievably skilled tongue.
“Holy shit. Fucking marry me,” I groaned, my fist pulsing around my handful of her hair. “That feels so fucking good. You’re gonna make me come so fast, baby.”
“Come whenever you want. I can do this all night,” she murmured against my pulsing tip. She lifted those big eyes and watched me as she stuck that pink tongue out slowly and swirled it around me like she was savoring an ice cream cone. The shuddering sensation was heaven enough but top that with the sexy little look on her face and I almost busted right there.
“You have no idea. I’m trying so hard not to come right now, baby,” I rasped. “I swear I’m wearing out every muscle in my body trying not to blow my load right fucking now.”
Evie’s sweet giggle against my cock sent a little buzz humming down from my tip to my root.
“Wear ‘em out then. I’ll always be here to massage you if you’re sore.”
Holy Christ, this woman.
“You’re fucking perfect. Do you know that?” It wasn’t even a rhetorical question. I needed her to know how incredible she was. How I loved when she proved me wrong. How she made me feel things I never thought were even real. “Oh fuck... baby.”
My balls were so tight I knew I couldn’t last much longer. She knew it too because she licked around the throbbing head of my cock while asking me, “Where do you want to come?”
God. Every little thing she did. Every fucking word she said was the sexiest thing I’d ever heard in my life.
“I need to come inside you. Get on top of me. Let me see you ride my cock,” I muttered fast, both loving and hating the fact that she knew to roll a condom on first. I wanted to feel her skin to skin, with nothing in between. I wanted my cum to fill her pussy but I wasn’t about to dwell on those thoughts as I watched her straddle and lower herself onto me. “Yes. Just like that. Just like that, baby... you’re such a good fucking girl,” I growled, dizzy with lust as I watched her mount me, gripping me and guiding me between her wet folds. A deep groan tore from my throat as she sank that warm pussy down to the base of my cock, her round ass pressed tight against my churning balls.