Page 45 of Waiting For Ever
He releases one of my hands to cradle my breast, lowers his head and takes my nipple into his mouth, sucking hard. With my now freed hand, I cling to the back of his neck and pull him to my breast tighter. The rocking motion turns to grinding, then he slowly eases out of me an inch, maybe two and back in repeatedly until he slips in easily. He repeats it, pulling out a little more, pushing back in a little harder each time. The tension building in both of us.
I feel him shaking with restraint, and I’m undone for the heart of this man. So gentle. So careful. I moan his name. “Julie.”
He answers right back. “Yeah? You okay, Ever?”
“M-hm. So good. Please don’t stop.” I breath the words more than say them.
That little chuckle again. “No chance. Ugh. You feel so good. So perfect.” He pulls out almost all the way and slams into me kind of hard. “You okay?” His words are breathless. “Feel good? Ugh, so wet. Tell me it feels good, Ever.”
“So good, Julie. I . . . ung, I’m gonna . . .” A half cry, half scream rips from my throat.
I wrap my legs tight around him and raise my hips to meet his thrust. I start shaking with the release of my orgasm and feel the convulsions in Julian inside me. I cling to him as we both fall off the edge. I feel the tears track into my ears from the corners of my eyes. Just a couple. I’ve never read about that in any books. I don’t know what to make of them, but so far, it’s my norm. Maybe my body can’t take all the emotions and needs another avenue of release. I squeeze my eyes shut, provoking another trail of tears.
Julian’s head was tucked into my neck as he came, his lips parted on my skin. Now he rains little kisses on my neck, cheek, lips. Light, feathery kisses as he rolls to the side and pulls my body with him, keeping our bodies as close together as he can. “Hi,” he says when I roll toward him and look up at him under my lashes.
“Hi.” My brain wants to be shy, but my body is singing, so I say what my body wants to say. “Best graduation gift ever.”
It’s met with his alluring chuckle and a sweet kiss on the lips.
Chapter 31
Julian
“Why do I feel like the one who got a gift?” I wrap my arms around her and squeeze.
“Mmmm.” She sighs next to me.
“You tired? Sleepy?”
“Not really. Just relaxed. You?”
“Same. But thirsty. Want some water?”
“Sure, thanks.”
I get up, snag my boxers from the floor, slip them on and head to the kitchen. When I return with two glasses of water, Ever is coming out of the bathroom with my T-shirt on. It barely covers her ass. It’s now officially my favorite shirt, as long as she’s wearing it just like that. My phone vibrates on the nightstand. It’s my alarm tone. “You’re officially out of high school. Congratulations, Ever.”
“Thanks, Julie. Um, you set an alarm?”
“I did.” Why do I feel embarrassed by this? “I wanted to make sure we commemorated the occasion,” I add shyly.
“Did I tell you how much I liked my gift?” She, on the other hand, is less shy around me, and I love that she seems more her authentic self.
“I think you did. And even if you didn’t, I got the impression you enjoyed it.”
“I did. I didn’t think I was supposed to.”
My eyebrow arches at her comment.
“You know, you hear the horror stories.” She sits down on my bed and crosses her legs, looking very much at home, to my delight.
I sit down facing her, one leg half curled in front of me, the other hanging off the side with my foot resting on the floor. I reach for her and place my hand flat on her thigh. The index finger of my other hand draws lazy circles around her ankle on the opposite leg. I lean in and kiss her lightly on the lips. I couldn’t stop touching her right now with a gun to my head.
As if she can read my mind, she asks, “So, can we do it again?”
With a half laugh, half groan, I reach my hands under her ass and hoist her up onto my lap.
She instinctively straddles me, wrapping her legs around me. Her hands toy with the buzzed hair above the back of my neck, sending goose bumps down my arms and heat to my groin. She presses into me lightly, causing my dick to twitch.
