"You like when I fuck you hard and deep, don't you, Kenz," he growls.
"God, yes," I moan.
"I'm going to fuck you until you can't walk straight and you can't remember your own name," he promises, his breath hot against my ear.
His hips slam into me, his cock filling me over and over. The pleasure is almost unbearable, and I can feel myself falling apart.
"You're mine, Kenzie. Do you understand?" he growls, his cock pounding into me, his thumb rubbing my clit.
"Yes," I moan.
He wraps a hand in my hair, tugging my head back, his lips finding mine in a scorching kiss.
"You're gonna come for me, baby," he commands. "You're gonna come all over my cock, and then I'm gonna fill you with my cum."
His words send a thrill through me.
I can feel my climax approaching, and I cry out, my pussy clenching around him, his cock pulsing inside me.
His hips are smacking my ass, driving me insane.
I need to scream. To release the press. But I can't... The twins...
"Everett, Imma..."
"Come, Mackenzie..."
His fingers tighten in my hair, and his cock drives deep, and I shatter.
My pussy clamps down on him, a violent orgasm tearing through me.
"Fuck, you're gonna make me come, Kenzie," he growls, his breath ragged, his thrusts erratic.
I scream his name, but the sound is muffled by the pillow beneath me. Then I feel him swelling inside me, the pressure building.
He growls, his hips slamming into me, his cock pumping deep, his body tensing as his orgasm sweeps over him.
His body shudders, his cock twitching, his drives so deep I'm coming again.
He collapses against me, and we tumble to the mattress.
My heart is pounding, my pussy throbbing, my body tingling.
Everett presses a tender kiss to the nape of my neck, his hands skimming along my sides, caressing my curves.
He rolls to the side, pulling me into his arms, his fingers tracing lazy circles on my bare skin.
"I can't believe you just did that," I whisper, my eyelids heavy with exhaustion.
"What?"
"Give me the D like that, knowing you're leaving in a few hours." I look back at him, and Everett laughs.
His light laughter overflows until I'm giggling, and he's clutching his stomach.
"I can't believe you," he whispers, brushing the tears from his eyes.
"Believe what?" I roll over and cuddle closer.