Her elbows by my head, Ever grasps the top of my head with one hand, then makes her own circular motions with her hips, throwing her pussy and my cock into a risky dance with each other.
NowI’m about to blow.
“Ever,” I half-groan, half-warn. I’veneverfelt anything this amazing.
Her movements make her lips brush my nose, her chin nudging mine. Each time it happens I kiss that chin, until eventually I’m straight making out with it. I kiss it while replaying the way she kissed that mirror, pretending it’s my mouth just like I did then.
Ever’s moans pick up speed and volume. This isn’t as slow as she probably wanted, but I’m trying.
I want her. I need her.
So I tell her. “I want you. I need you.”
“I wantyou. I needyou,” she echoes back, spurring me on.
Biting her chin to keep her in place, I put my feet flat on the mattress, then thrust up as hard as I can. Even completelybottomed out inside her pussy, it’s not enough. It’ll never be fucking enough. I want to put more of me in her. I want all of me in her. I want to fill every part of her with me.
I prod her asshole with a slippery finger, begging she trusts me enough to let me right in.
Finding the muscles around it lax, I push past the tight barrier.
Fuck. Yes.
“I’m… I’m gonna… Imma…”
She throws her head back, forcing me to release her chin. I lick the column of her throat, tasting salt all along it.
“That’s my good girl. Come for me. Come on—” My voice gives out as I surge into her, savagely rubbing my base against her cunt.
I continue finger-fucking her ass as she bucks on top of me, flames licking at my own taint. I’m going toexplode.
“Ever?” I grit.
She doesn’t respond more than a hum in her throat.
“You better fucking come soon and hard, all over my cock.”
“I’m try… I’m about…”
“Tell me what I gotta do.”
We’re not doing a repeat of that faking-it shit. I will do whatever I have to to make her come.
“Look at me.”
She rolls her head forward to gaze down at me, her eyes fucking dazed. Goddamn, I do get her high.
Cum gushes out of my cock, but I don’t react and let her know it. She’ll stop and that’s not happening until she comes, too. My erection begins to soften but she doesn’t need that to get off. She needs…something.
“Tell me what I gotta do.”
“I need you here with me.”
“I’m here. There’s nowhere else I’d rather be.”
“Always?”
I hold back for a second before nodding. “Yeah. Always.” Whatever she needs to hear. Whatever she needs to believe.