Page 218 of Bridesmaid Undercover
She continues to thrust her slick center along my length, every stroke shooting waves of pleasure through me, lighting me up inside to the point that I start to sweat with desire.
Her pace picks up and so does her breath as her arms loop around my neck, grounding her better.
“Uhhhh God,” she says as she curls in closer, her body moving faster.
“That feel good, Everly?” I ask. “You getting close?”
“Yes,” she whispers as she continues to stroke herself, using me for her own pleasure, which only makes this that much better. I want her to use me. I want her to find her pleasure. I want her coming apart in my arms.
“Then ride me, Everly. Fuck me. Get off. Come all over my fucking cock.”
“Fuck,” she yells as she moves even faster, her hips flying, her grunts so fucking pure, so fucking sexy that I can’t do anything, but watch her pleasure play out. I hold still, being the anchor for her so she can use me.
“Fuck…fuck,” she says. “Ohhhhhhh fuck,” she yells just as her warmth spreads over my cock, and she starts coming. Her head flies forward, her mouth landing on my shoulder as she bites me, her orgasm rocking her so hard that she breaks skin.
But I love it.
I fucking live for it.
I stay still, my hard-on throbbing, begging for more, begging to feel her contract around me, but I let her ride out her pleasure until she rests her head against the wall, her body sinking into bliss as it slowly climbs down from the clouds.
That’s when I make my move.
I lower us both to the floor. I kick off my shoes and pants and boxer briefs and then take a seat on the floor, pulling her back on my lap.
She’s dazed, smiling, marred from my coarse beard rubbing all over her silky soft skin.
It only makes me that much harder.
I grab my wallet, pull out a condom, and slip it on quickly before I bring my mouth to hers again by looping my hand to the nape of her neck and pulling her in close.
And she comes in easily, but now, her kisses are more frenzied. Not languid.
Her hands are passing over my heated skin. Not timid.
And she lifts up on her knees, positioning me at her entrance. Not shy in the slightest.
She teases me, lets me feel a hint of her warmth, but doesn’t let me enter. She just poses me there, driving me crazy.
“Everly, fuck, take my cock.”
But she doesn’t listen; instead she strokes my length with her hand, not giving me what I want.
I want her heat. Her warmth.
“Babe,” I say, unable to control myself. “I need that cunt.”
But she doesn’t sit down on me.
She removes her hand and circles her hips, just letting me tease her entrance.
“Uhhhhhhh, fuck,” I moan. “Everly, pl?—”
I don’t get the words out because within a second, she sits down on my cock, fully inserting me, so deep inside that I see fucking stars.
“Mother-fucker,” I groan as my stomach bottoms out and every muscle inside of me seizes. “Everly, I…” Fuck, I’m going to come fast.
Her hands smooth up my chest, up my neck, and right to my face before her lips descend upon mine. Her tongue runs over my mouth and then inside where she dances it across mine.
