Page 115 of Fervency Love

“Where to?” he asks, raising an eyebrow in that characteristic way.

I don’t answer, instead taking him upstairs. I lock the door to his room and shove him onto the bed.

“What do you have in mind, my little perv?” he asks in a low voice, rubbing his nose against my ear.

I straddle him and unzip his pants, pulling out his dick. It’s ready for some fun. I start stroking. Ve takes my face in his hands and kisses me deeply. I don’t stop jerking him off. One of his hands wanders around my back, pushing into my briefs.

“You’re so wet…” He pulls out his hand and licks his fingers.

He takes me into his arms and twist me around, lying me on my back. He yanks my pants down, getting rid of them, and sprawls over me. His knee pushes between my legs as he takes his place. His fingers clasp around his manhood as he runs the tip of his cock around my throbbing clit. I’m stifling the sounds that try to slip from my mouth. Ve doesn’t stop. He’s rubbing me with the hard prick, making me boil with lust. I squirm.

“Oh yeah, baby.”

My body is alight with desire. My back arches as I come, pressing my face into his shoulder. He does not wait, instead thrusting inside me, making the feeling all the more intense. His wonderful penis penetrates me, caressing all the delicate and sensitive folds. I clench around him with each movement. Time slows down, and I can’t see anything. I hear nothing aside from the beating of our hearts. A couple more strong, confident, and deep thrusts, and the room is spinning again as I fall into pieces in the ecstasy this connection offers. Ve goes on, heedless. I’m afraid I won’t survive another jolt. That’s when I feel the hot fluid spill over my belly.

Ve reaches for the wipes, cleans me up, and gives me my pants. I can’t move. I needed this. Like air. My body is finally relaxed. I pull on the trousers blindly and lie down. Ve joins meand gives me a hug. He wraps his body around me. I let sleep take me.

Chapter 58

Abby

It’s New Year’s Eve. Ve’s flat is already full of people when we show up. I’ve never seen so many folks at a house party before. Each room is bursting at the seams with his friends. Only Lizzy and her friend have come at my invitation. The neighbors must be furious. Pizza boxes and vodka bottles are scattered throughout the apartment. The speakers are blaring with great music that makes my hips swing. We join the others, letting it move us. We dance for a couple of songs. It isn’t even ten when most people are already hammered out of their minds. There have already been several cases of “reanimation” in the form of herbal teas.

With everyone having so much fun, I grab the opportunity to take Connor to the bathroom. I slam him into the door and press myself against him, making him kiss me. His tongue greedily penetrates my mouth. I kneel before him, unzip his pants, and take his manhood in my mouth. I fuck him with my lips, glancing at him from beneath a fan of long lashes, offering him my most lascivious look.

“Christ, Gail! You’re incredible! It feels so good,” he says with a growl and I continue, proud of myself. “You blowing me withall my friends right behind the door is turning me on. This won’t last long. Oh, yeah, baby!” He pants and pushes his cock deeper.

His sexy voice echoes throughout my body, and the choice of words and the manner he speaks them make me mad with desire. There’s a stream running down my panties. I can feel him throb and then shoot. His come sprays all over my mouth. I spit some out, otherwise I would have soiled my shirt. I push myself up and go to the sink to rinse my mouth. Meanwhile, Ve lifts my skirt, taking me in his arms and sitting me down on the washing machine. He draws closer, stands between my legs, and wraps them around his waist, shifting me to the edge of the machine. He pulls aside my panties and runs a thumb across my throbbing clitoris. Then he sticks two fingers inside me.

“I’m impressed. You’re always ready, it seems, Miss Brooks!”

“Mister Wilson, I am ready as soon as you say anything. Or even look my way.”

He presses his lips against mine. The kiss is passionate, deep, and fervent. Ve takes his cock in his hand and pushes it inside me. He fucks me, holding my ass. I prop my arms on the washing machine and thrust out with my hips, eager for deeper stimulation. I can’t keep quiet this time. I moan and cry out, counting on the music to drown out my ecstasy. The first droplets of sweat start streaking down my back. Sweat is also beading on Ve’s brow and chest. It’s getting intense.

“Did you lock the door, Ve?”

“I think so.”

“You think so? Fuck! What if someone comes in?”

“Nobody will come in. Everyone’s drunk and dancing.”

He picks up the pace, and a wave crashes over my body, ending in the orgasm of the century.

“Holy fuck, Ve!” I cry as pleasure spills all over my body. I can’t catch my breath. I flop on the washing machine and Ve’s hot juices drizzle over my pussy.

“What a view. I’ve marked those beautiful lips of yours, haven’t I? Oops, some spilled on your panties. But they’re all wet anyhow, sweetheart.”

I lift up, looking at the mess he’s made between my legs. That view does turn me on. I put a finger on my clit and rub, massaging his balm into my skin and staring at him with undimmed lust in my eyes.

“If you don’t stop right now, we won’t ever leave.” He grabs a couple of tissues and wipes the semen away. “I just don’t know what to do with your underwear.”

“I’m not going to take them off. There are too many people. Do you have a hair dryer?”

Connor opens a drawer and produces the device, helping me to get rid of the moisture. A couple of minutes later it’s done.

“They’re a bit stiff now.” I chuckle.

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