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“Oh. Um. It’s okay,” Ever said sheepishly as though she thought I was going to be disgusted by the prospect of having sex with her without a thin layer of latex separating hergenitals from mine. “I’m on birth control and, as I word-vomited to you before, I’m disease-free.”
“I am, too. Disease-free, that is. I’m not on birth control. Although I wouldn’t have any problems in that area, either, if need be.”
Ever leaned in next to my face. “You would be a walking green flag for me if not for the whole lack of boundaries thing.”
“I thought you liked that about me.” She slid her hand underneath the pillow, pulling out something that caught my eye even in the dark. A knife. Specifically, the knife she kept hidden to protect herself from strange men who fell through her window at night. I held up my hands. “But you know, I could be far more accommodating to your boundaries. How about no more late-night visits unless you send me a text demanding the presence of my penis.”
“What? Like DoorDick?” She spun the knife between her fingers like she’d done it a thousand times before. Both exceedingly hot and, given the proximity of my penis to the blade, if she made one wrong move, scary as fuck.
“That’s a concept I never thought of before. I think you just created a whole new business venture for me.”
Ever brought the blade of the knife inches away from my face as she moved to set it down on the nightstand. “No.”
“No?”
“I don’t know what this is between us, but as long as it’s still going on,” Ever sat up, moving her hips to position my cock between her thighs, slowly taking me inside of her, inch by inch, until I was fully seated in her, “this is mine.”
I sucked in a breath, lifting my hips to drive myself into her even more. Possessive Ever hadn’t been on my Bingo card, but I didn’t hate that she was in the room with us. “Then take what’s yours and use me like your toy, little bird.”
“V,” Ever sighed, riding my shaft, gradually increasing thespeed of her thrusts. I held onto her hips, silently praying that I would last a respectable amount of time as the walls of Ever’s pussy tightened around me, threatening to derail everything. How I wish those pretty lips would say my actual name out of lust instead of spite, like I was used to hearing.
“That’s it, baby. You’re taking me so well.” I would have given anything at that moment to be able to see her riding me more clearly, her head thrown back with every moan she made as her tits bounced in time with each thrust. “Keep going. Don’t stop. Come on my dick the same way you came on that vibrator.”
My hands reached around her hips to grip her ass between my fingers like I’d fantasized about doing since the first time I caught a glimpse of her walking down the hall in one of those pencil skirts that hugged every curve of her body she liked to wear. Every time she bent over, I almost lost it, always envisioning myself taking her over her desk.
Damnit, Loche. Thinking about railing Ever on top of her case files is not how you keep your dick from embarrassing the both of you. Get your shit together.
“Take me from behind.” Ever rolled off of me, and I did exactly what she commanded, leaning over her and taking her tits in my hands, driving myself inside of her.
“You feel like heaven in every position.” Each of my words came out as a growl. Against my chest, Ever arched her back, bucking her hips to take me in faster, her moans becoming raspy and more desperate as though she were gasping for air. She was getting close to letting go. I’d memorized her tells from our first night together. Every sound she made right before her pussy squeezed the life out of me was music to my ears. Every tremble of her body made me fuck her even harder. Ever on the verge of coming made me feral with the need to shatter her from the insideout, so that I could put her back together and fuck her again.
She moved to sit up on her knees, reaching for the brass bars of her headboard to steady herself. With one hand cradling her breast, rolling her nipple between my fingers, I picked up my pace, causing the brass headboard to strike the wall as my other hand made its way to her throat. “Whose pussy is this?”
“Yours,” she answered, her voice shaking. Her body was so close to the edge, she was a breath away from falling over.
“That’s right. Now do me a favor and make that pussy of mine come all over your cock.”
“Jesus, V!” Ever arched her back once more, her hand moving from the headboard to my arm, digging her nails into my skin. It would burn later, but right now, in this moment, as her body convulsed from an orgasm so violent that she collapsed onto the bed, my pain was pure pleasure.
“Are you okay?” I asked, hoping I hadn’t held onto her too tightly.
“I will be.” Before I had time to process what was happening, Ever had rolled onto her back, pulled me on top of her, and forced my cock back inside of her. “Once you finish inside me.”
“Are you sure?” I asked, my voice almost a croak even with the modulator.
She whispered in my ear, “I want to walk around tomorrow, knowing you’re still inside of me.”
Holy shit.
No further assurance necessary, I buried my dick inside Ever, holding her head in my hands, wishing I could look into her eyes as she wrapped her legs around my waist. She took each of my frenzied thrusts, her gasps becoming moans as I grew closer to climax, balls tightening, body trembling, until I fell over the edge inside of her warmth with her in my arms.
Chapter 11
Ever
Who would have guessed that a night of earth-shattering, vagina-rearranging sex could leave you feeling hungover the next morning? Sore and dazed, I awoke to legs that didn’t want to move, arms that felt like they were on fire, and a body that would do it all over again in a heartbeat, even if it killed me. V may be a cautionary tale, but fuck me did he know how to, well, fuck me.
Wait. Was he still here?
