Page 90 of A Wrench in the Plan
I felt his blunt tip tap my hole. I stayed perfectly still as I waited, but my mouth was too impatient as I begged for him to get inside of me.
“You want it?” he asked, tone dark and sexy as hell.
“Fuck yes. Stop toying with me and fuck me, Ev!”
He slammed home, sinking all the way in until I felt his hips against my ass. I grunted, loving the way he split me open.
I held on for the ride as he fucked me hard. We were limited on time, but this was what we both needed, so I kinda found myself not caring.
Leaning on one elbow, I reached for my cock with the other hand. I was so hard that if I didn’t tug it a little, I feared I might shoot off like a rocket when I did come. Hell, the way my balls were hanging heavy, slapping against me with every thrust, I was worried I might explode if I didn’t come soon.
I felt his chest press against my back as he leaned in and kissed that sweet spot right behind my ear. He made his way down, kissing the cords of my straining neck. It was sloppy and uncoordinated, but his thrusting never lost that perfect rhythm.
“Fuck! Fuck! Yeah,” I cried out when I felt his teeth sink into my shoulder. I gripped myself tighter, jerking my cock like it was a race to the finish line.
“We’re heading to Mom and Dad’s!” Row called out from the other side of the door, nearly making me freeze up and lose everything. But Evan kept fucking into me. Was this payback for payback? Was that a thing? “You said you were going to come to dinner. Everyone is expecting you.”
With gritted teeth, I told her, “We’re right behind you!”
“Sure, I believe that,” she said and then I heard her steps trail away, her laughter fading with them.
Evan slammed into me hard. My hand worked over my dick with his rhythm.
“Come,” Evan demanded. His lips were right beside my ear, tongue tracing the shell after he spoke.
“Oh, fuck!” I yelled as I spilled into my hand, never slowing down until my balls were drained and I’d milked every last drip from my slit.
I collapsed onto the desk, giving over my body to Evan. He fucked into me hard, fingers digging into my hips.
“Chry,” he grunted my name. His cock throbbed inside of me as I clenched down on him. He thrust forward again. His hot cum filled me up as he pumped into me a handful of times, eventually sagging and covering my back with his weight.
I sighed happily, even though my legs felt like they were about to give out.
“I love you,” he said breathlessly as he reached up and threaded his fingers between mine.
“I love you too,” I told him, turning my head in hopes of getting a kiss. When he popped a sweet one on my lips, I smiled. “But you’re crushing me.”
He laughed as he stood up, pressing a hand in between my shoulder blades to keep me still. I didn’t have to look to know that his eyes were trained down on my hole, watching as his soft cock slipped free. The whole thing had me getting hard again.
When he reached for the top left drawer, I stayed still. He pulled out one of the plugs that I kept there. With a cocky smile, he slid it into me, tapping the base twice once it was settled.
I grunted as a mix of light pain and a boatload of need shot through me. Another few minutes and I was sure I could go again.
But then he slapped my ass and said, “Don’t have time.”
At the thought of dinner with the family, my driving lust was instantly transformed into panic. We were going to be late.
He pulled me up and spun me around. I stumbled slightly because my ankles were currently trapped by my pants.
“I’ve got you,” he said, holding onto me. He laughed. I laughed. And when I met his eyes, there was a beautiful smile on his face as he looked at me. Then his lips were on mine, and he kissed me like we had all the time in the world.
“Move in with me,” I blurted out. Somehow my brain must have remembered the point I was trying to get to before he distracted me with sex.
“I’ve been waiting for you to ask,” he said with a lopsided smile.
“Is that a yes?”
He rolled his eyes as he said, “Yes.”
