Chapter Twenty-Four
The door to our room slams as Everette rushes us to the bed. My legs are wrapped around his tight waist and my hands are messing his hair.
Our tongues are in a duel for dominance and I feel my teeth crushing his. We devour each other with a passion that makes me melt in his arms.
Everette closes the door with his foot and I gasp when his big hands squeeze my ass in hunger. I feel thrown on our bed and in a second, Everette attacks my neck with wet kisses.
I moan at the attention he gives me. I've never felt this wanted by someone. It feels so sexual, so free. With just his presence, Everette makes me lose ability to think, to act.
I let myself prey to his beast. I let him roam his hands on me until his touch leaves a trail of hot stings.
I don't want to think of anything else besides my husband. His hot, smooth skin, his addicting kisses, the passion in his eyes. I need him as much as he needs me.
In a blink, my beast rips my floral shirt off me and his eyes stare at my naked breasts. He moans roughly
and his teeth sink into my right nipple as his hand massages my other one.
My back arches a little and the need to touch him makes me desperate. I slip my hands under his shirt letting my fingers feel every muscle, every twitch. His wet mouth makes my nipples turn into tight, sore buds.
My body floats from the feelings he makes me experience. The way my body responds to his touch is incredible.
I grab his hair at the back of his head and I smash our mouths again. We both moan at the electricity it bring in us.
Everette makes me feel like a woman. Like he's equal partner. Something I've never felt before. He brings out parts of me I never knew and he makes me lose my mind. He forces me to talk to him even when I don't to.
He's changing me without realizing.
Everette moves his hand lower and he reaches the button of my pants. He stops and looks at me with a soft face. I nod without wasting any more time. He pulls down my pants and panties and the cold air makes me shiver with pleasure.
Mu husband looks at my pussy in awe and I remember that he hasn't touched a woman in years. He looks at me like he wants to frame me and put me above his bed. My cheeks flare at the nakedness I'm showing. My hands move automatically to cover my pussy but Everette's big hand stops me.
He leans over me and kisses the place above my clit. I gasp at the pleasure that runs through my body. I look down at him and the smirk he gives me does something to my pussy. Like a twitch of wetness.
"You are so gorgeous, Althea." He groans as he gives
my pussy a long, hard lick. The moans leave my mouth in a loud rhythm. "You taste like my darkest desire." And then his tongue massages my clit, making me see stars.
I feel his tongue going lower and the same cold feeling penetrates my body. I hope to God he doesn't feel my body tense but when his eyes look at me with understanding, I know that he'll take care of me.
Everette rises to his knees, standing between my spread legs like a god. He puts his hand to the back of his head and grabs the shirt, pulling it off in the most perverted way I've ever seen. I let my eyes admire his eight abs and the nasty V-line that goes inside his jeans. The tattoos on his arms make him look demonic and ripped.
I look at the shatter compass on his bicep and the need to carve in his skin to rectify the tattoo is beyond. On the length of his arm, he has the word 'Diesel' with a car wheel trace around it. The sword on his other bicep makes his arm look huge.
I realize that I'm staring at him only when I flinch at the sound of a lighter. Everette has a cigar between his lips and he inhales almost half of it. He leans again over me and he lets the burning ash fall on my pubic zone.
My back arches as the stinging slowly goes away and the loudest moan leaves my throat when I feel the cool smoke coming from Everette's mouth right on my hole. My eyes close as the pleasure takes all my body.
Another wave of smoke comes on my pussy, this time, directed to go into me.
"Ah, fuck," I moan and my body trembles. The ash is again on my pubic zone, closer to the clit and I gasp
when Everette starts rubbing that area, pressing the burning ash harder into the skin.
With a last inhale, Everette puts out the cigar on the bedside table and takes my legs to put them on his shoulders. My hands instantly go to his hair and I feel his moan on my flesh.
My husband stars licking the mess between my legs and blows the cool air one last time on my pussy. I almost rise in a standing position when I feel his finger enter me, curling and moving.
I sit up, leaning on my elbows, my insides warm and my head floating. I look down at what Everette does to me and another wave of wetness comes over me when I see his finger moving in and out of me. The intrusion feels weird, like a couple of bees have stung me inside, but the pleasure that comes after when he massages my walls makes me lose my senses. I gasp when a second finger makes his way into me.
The stretch feels incredible and my hips are starting to move on their own, desperate for more. With his thumb, Everette makes circles on my clit and the pleasure it's too much. I fall on my back, letting my body feel everything.
It's been a long time since I let myself enjoy anything.
With a third finger, Everette pumps them in and out at a fast phase. My chest moves fast and I feel the room getting hotter and hotter. The stretch in my pussy makes me moan like crazy. My eyes are closed and my fingers tug hard on Everette's hair.
When the knowing sensation comes fast in my body, straight in my whole, I start trembling hard.
"Good girl, let it all out." Everette praises me and with a loud and long throaty moan, I come hard. I see him eyeing my private part who must be a mess and then licks the come with his entire mouth,
spreading some on pussy.
Everette comes in front of me and I can see his lips wet. He steals the breath out of me when he seals with lips on mine, letting me taste myself. The salty aroma invades my mouth along with the sweetness of his tongue. I feel his cock through his pants, hard and ready, and I move my hips up and down for more friction.
"My greedy vixen, can't wait any longer?" He asks me and gives my breasts a lick. His hands go to his belt and in a fast move, he unbuckles himself and frees his beast.
With wide eyes, I stare at the long and angry cock. Veins are all over its length and the tip is a shade of purple, pre cum leaking out of him. My mouth fills with saliva at the thought of him on my tongue, between my lips.
Jesus Christ, he's destroying me.
Everette puts his hands under my knees and lifts my legs around him. We both groan when his tip touches my wet flesh. I look into his eyes and I can see him losing control. His hand goes to his bedside table and open a drawer from which he takes out a condom.
You've been hoping, ha, fucker?
He locks eyes with me and I tremble at the delicious way his tip caresses my whole. I put my hand over the condom and slowly putting it away.
"I'm on the pill. I don't want anything between us." I whisper and his eyes flare. Everette throws the condom in the room and gives his cock a few strokes.
When he positions himself at my entrance, I feel a pressure on my pussy.
I close my eyes at the amazing feeling, hoping it wouldn't hurt. Tears are invading my eyes and I feel
Everette's hands cupping my face.
"We don't have to do this." He whispers. I open my eyes and look at his tortured face. I kiss him long, putting all my emotions in it.
"I'm scared it will hurt." I can't go through that again. Not in that manner.
"It might hurt, baby, I'm not going lie to you, but if you want to stop, just say it." His words bring new tears in my eyes but I nod.
"I trust you." A flash of hunger coasts across his eyes.
He kisses me hard and with a push, he glides inside of me, a sharp sting splicing through my body. I inhale quickly, my body tensing around him, immediately wanting to fight against the intrusion.
He hisses but still pushes inside me. "Relax, baby, I'll take care of you."
Somehow, his words make my body relax a bit and his hips move forward but stalls as he hits resistance, and then with a single thrust he pushes through. My arms fly around his shoulders, my fingernails pressing into him so tightly I'm sure they draw blood.
Our breaths mingle in the space between us, and when he starts to slowly move, his lips skim mine with every thrust. The sting is now accompanied by a deep throbbing like a bruise that's settling in deep, but I focus on the fullness instead of the pain.
"You are so fucking tight, little fox." He grits his teeth and I gasp at the twitch I feel inside me.
As he continues to move inside me, the sting gives way to a blissful numbness, allowing me to focus on the sharp angles of his face. On the way, that his eyes soak me in like I'm a river, and he's a thirsty, desperate man.
The discomfort is still there, but there's also a
tendril of pleasure unfurling through my spine simply from feeling him inside me. From the knowledge that I'm the one making him feel this way. That he's letting down his guard for me.
"I still have to give you half of it." My eyes move to his face to see if he's joking, but he's not. I look at the place our bodies are connected and see half of cock outside.
"Then give it to me." I whisper. "Give me all of you." When he hears my steady voice, he kisses me with a passion I've never seen.
"Do you want to be full of me, Althea?" His rough voice makes me wetter.
"Yeah," I moan when I feel him pull out slowly.
"Then you'll forgive me." He says and before I can ask what he means, he shoves his cock inside me, until I feel his pelvis meeting my clit.
My eyes are wide and my hands squeeze his shoulders in a death grip.
Holy fuck.
I feel so full. I feel his cock all the way up to my stomach. I see stars and I unleash my moans as he thrusts inside me with powerful moves.
My walls are squeezing him hard and the friction makes me see blurry. Desperate, I start moving with him until the bed creaks under our messy movements.
"Mhm," I cry out while his thrusts get faster and messier. "Y-you feel s-so good. Ah, don't e-ever stop." I beg him and he groans, burring his head in my neck.
"My wife has the sweetest pussy, and I'm the luckiest bastard in the world." My mind goes to what Pablo said to me, but I bury him somewhere deep in my brain.
"Yes, you are, ohh," My voice gets hoarser and
Everette catches my hands into his, pinning them above us.
His hips push faster, his balls slapping against me on every thrust, his palms pressing so deep on my wrists that my hands tingle. And then he tenses, his movements turning choppy as he presses in as deep as he can go. I can feel him pulse, spurt after spurt, shooting deep inside of me, his low groan making my inner walls clench, trying to milk it out.
I come with a yell and his lips silences my loud moans. I feel his cum inside me and I almost cry at the delicious sensation.
Everette falls limp on me and I pet his wet hair.
"You ruined me for life, woman." I laugh at his tired murmur.
You’ve ruin me too.
He moves off me and I catch a glimpse of blood on his cock. I look between my legs and I see my thighs stained in the red liquid, that has dried up. My cheeks flare and I try to cover the mess he made between my legs.
I stop when I feel Everette's finger tracing the blood. He leans over my sore pussy and licks the blood from my thighs.
Fucking Christ, I think I'll come again if I look at Everette who worships my body like I'm a god.
Hs wipes his mouth and smirks down at my flushed face.
"How are you feeling?" He asks me while I lay on his chest.
"Sore, but the good kind."
"Good." He leans and kisses my bruised lips. I feel his cock hardening again when I put my leg over his and I laugh.
"Want to go for another round?" I ask him in amusement. His smirk makes my smile fall and my body to move off him.
He catches me quickly and in a second, he's over me again.
"You horny fucker, I was kidding." I say with wide eyes at him.
"I'm not." He grabs my waist, but a knock interrupts him.
I look over at the clock and I see that it's 2:15 in the morning.
"Who the fuck-" Everette starts cursing.
"Thea? Are you okay?" I hear Vincent's scared voice. "I heard you screaming."
Me and Everette look at each other and sigh.
Oops.