When we get through the garage and into the house, I realize that everyone else has disappeared. All of us are tired after today, it’s been a long day, and we’ve finally gotten rid of Hunt, who has been a pain in the fucking ass for far longer than he should have been. You would think that we would be celebrating, and we will, but right now the tiredness is overwhelming the need to celebrate.
We head upstairs, and Ever pulls me into her room, stripping as she goes and making me smile. She gets to a point where her clothes are too tight and start to drive her crazy, and she needs them off immediately. None of us complain.
I don’t even manage to get the door shut before she jumps at me and I stumble backward trying to catch her and myself.
Chapter Thirty-One
Atlas
She smirks, “Your reflexes are slipping in your old age. You can’t catch me like you used to.”
I raise an eyebrow. “Old age?”
She shrugs. “You’re older than me.”
“Not by much,” I retort as I walk over to the bed.
“Well, prove me otherwise,” she grins, wriggles, and then shocks me as she pushes back and launches herself onto the bed, rolling and then popping up on the other side.
I grin and shift, ready to get her, as she moves the other way, her smile widening.
She’s completely naked.
Which just makes me want to catch her even more.
“Well?” she asks. “Are you going to just stare, or are you going to come and get me?”
I shrug and smirk. “I think I’ll stare for a moment. I’m rather fond of the view.”
Her smile turns wicked as she lets one of her hands trail down her body, stopping to roll one of her nipples between her fingers and then dipping lower.
As her fingers dip between her folds and her mouth pops open, I pounce. Ripping my shirt off as I go.
She effectively managed to distract herself enough that I manage to get my arms around her before she realizes that I’ve moved.
I spin her around, so her back is to the bed, and then lie her down.
Pulling her so her ass is at the edge of the bed, I kneel down, placing her legs over my shoulders. She watches me with hooded eyes as I kiss up the inside of her left leg, across her pussy my tongue flicking out once to lick her clit, making her gasp, before I carry on my path of kisses down her other leg.
“You fucker,” she says, ending on a gasp and a moan as I pump my fingers into her.
Before I can continue my plan, she sits up, grins wickedly, and starts to undo my belt. Within moments, she’s got my dick in her mouth, one hand wrapped around it while her tongue swirls around the tip, and then she takes me completely.
My hand weaves into her hair, as my head drops back and I groan.
Fuck.
Her hand moves up and down my dick at the same pace as her mouth, and her other hand grips my ass. Our eyes meet as she stares up at me, and it’s the hottest fucking thing, and one of my favorite views.
When she hums, I nearly come undone and use my grip on her hair to pull her up, her mouth meets mine in a frenzied kiss as I step out of my jeans and we fall backward onto the bed. Her nails dig into my back as she pulls me closer and my dick nudges her pussy.
In one thrust I’m deep inside her and we both groan in pleasure as she lifts her hips to meet mine, and we begin to move together.
My lips trail down her neck as her hands weave into my hair and she moans. I wrap my arm around her, lifting her up as I sit up, my hands grip her ass as she moves, her mouth meeting mine.
She sets the pace, and I meet her thrust for thrust as one of my hands moves from her ass and wraps around her neck. She cries out, her pussy clenching around my dick as her orgasm rushes through her. I swap our positions again, so that she’s lying on her back and she puts her legs over my shoulder.
I groan at the new angle, and her cries of pleasure mix with mine as we collapse together, and I try not to squish her.