Page 25 of Ache
“With me, you can have more.” That’s all I want, to give her more.
With a bright smile, she asks, “So, what are we waiting for?”
I mirror her facial expression. “Not a damn thing.”Lifestarts right fucking now.
Inhaling a collective breath, Everly reaches around and unzips her dress. The oxygen in the room thins as she seductively peels the clingy material from her body. I don’t even think she’s trying to be sexy — she just is.
Once it falls to the ground, I breathe in the crackling atmosphere. It gets me higher than THC.
All self-control is gone after that. My hands explore her bare body as my tongue puts on a show, tracing the curve of her abdomen, circling around her belly button, and moving north to her breasts. She isn’t wearing a bra, so I have free rein to explore. Massaging both of her firm, round breasts at the same time, I lick and suck on her nipples slowly, giving each one the attention it deserves. They pebble against my tongue, spurring me to nip and tug and suck even harder. Everly responds in the most arousing way, moaning and sighing, running her fingers through my hair over and over as I lavish her.
“God, that feels good,” she expels.
“Just wait,” I promise her. I’m just getting started. Tugging at the string of her underwear, I increase the pressure with my mouth, biting the flesh of her perky breasts, close to leaving a mark.
I want to mark her. I want her and the world to know she’s all mine.
“Alec.” My name spilling from her lips has my balls tingling. I need more. I need to get closer.
I urge Everly onto the mattress, pinning her beneath me as I attack her mouth. The kiss is brutal and hot, our tongues ravenous as they duel against each other.
Pressing my pelvis against her, my erection howls in pain. Fucking Christ, I want the woman unlike any before her. It’s a force.
The sounds of lust echoing through my bedroom are acoustical. A melody of need climbing to a crescendo.
Kneeling above Everly, she frantically helps me unbutton my dress shirt and then my pants. Our fingers tangling in the rush. Once my shirt is a distant memory and my pants are hanging around my waist, I latch my lips onto her collarbone and suck before moving down her body. There’s only one spot I want to be. One spot I want to indulge in, smother myself with, overdose on.
Right as I reach the line of her panties, I slow to a crawl, prolonging the inevitable collision. I peel the black silk away gradually, gliding the strings and scrap of material covering the slit of her pussy over her hip bones, and away. The smell of her is heavenly, sweet and spicy, like a piece of candied ginger.
“Spread your legs,” I growl low in my throat. I’m a gluttonous animal about to feast.
The small, apprehensive squeak that escapes her has me on high alert. I love that she’s breaking down. That she’s allowing herself to trust me. I could spend the rest of eternity between Everly’s thighs. Just the mere scent of her has me salivating.
With my eyes pinned on her face, I lick her clit lightly, taking my time to savor her taste. Her eyes are glued shut, and she’s clutching the pillow on both sides of her head. She’s sexy as all hell, wound-up tight.
I glide the tip of my tongue through her folds with more pressure this time, and she moans.
Yes. It’s the exact reaction I want.
I don’t want her to come, but I do want her wet, so I continue my leisurely ministrations, pushing her thighs wider as I slide my tongue deeper and deeper.
“Oh, God, Alec.” She bows her body and mewls as I swipe my tongue up and down, teasing her clit and then her entrance. Over and over, I follow the same path until she’s panting. Until her arousal is soaking her pussy and my mouth. She’s so ready. So wanton. And I’m exactly the same. I need to be inside her. I need to feel her come.
With one last firm tug on her clit, I unlatch my mouth and move back up her body. Her chest is heaving, and her abdomen is quaking. She’s so close.
“Are you on the pill or do I need a condom?” I ask between kisses deeper than the sea.
“Pill,” she huffs, latching her arms around my neck.
Thank you, Jesus.
Shedding my pants and underwear, there is nothing left standing between us.
“I want to watch you come. I want you to ride me until neither of us can breathe.” I roll her over and position her on top of me. There’s hesitation on her pretty face, but this is the way I want it. “Trust me.” I caress her cheek, putting her at ease. “You’re so fucking beautiful, I want to see everything.” I feel her skin actually heat under my touch.
Everly exhales heavily, giving in to my demand. I know she’s strong enough to handle anything I throw at her. It’s a huge part of her appeal.
Straddling me, her naked form illuminates in the light filtering in from the city buildings.
