24. Romance Reset Button
I lookedup at Everett with awe and appreciation. His mouth, God, his mouth… it was like his tongue had taken advanced courses in Mind-Blowing 101. And when he called me Princess, it somehow stitched both parts of me—Rachel and Huntra—into one perfect tapestry. It wasn’t just a pet name; it felt like a salute to my entire being.
Buzzing with adrenaline and bliss, I couldn’t help myself. I wanted to feel that electric connection again, to taste the laughter and sweet seriousness of our conversations on his lips. So, I shoved him playfully into the mattress, a mischievous grin spreading across my face as I leaned down to kiss him. The surprise that flickered across his face before he responded was priceless—his eyes lighting up as if he’d just unwrapped the best surprise on Christmas morning.
“You want more, Princess?” he mumbled against my lips, the words vibrating through me like a sweet melody. I couldn’t suppress the giggle that bubbled up from my throat—it was all too perfect, too warm, too right. My heart felt like it was swelling, ready to burst from joy.
I nodded, unable to form words as I stared into his eyes, seeing the same spark of desire and love that I felt. His fingers traced down my back, sending shivers up my spine. I could feel my body responding to his touch, yearning for more of him, more of this connection.
“Yes,” I finally whispered, my voice barely above a breath. “I need more of you, Ever.”
He grinned, a wicked twinkle in his eyes. His fingers traced the curves and lines of my body, sending a wave of pleasure through me. I arched my back, inviting him to explore every inch of me.
I teased the edge of his gym shorts, and he lifted so I could tug them off, along with his underwear. His cock sprung free, and I nearly gasped at the sheer size of it.
Everett was huge.
I mean, really fucking big.
Like, ‘I wasn’t sure where he planned to put that thing’ big.
“Don’t worry, Princess. I’ll make it good for you.”
His words just fueled the fire within me, and I couldn’t wait to feel his massive cock inside me. I needed him to be a part of me in every way.
As I looked at his enormous cock, I could see the veins pulsing with anticipation. My hands eagerly grasped it, pumping it up and down with excitement.
The feeling of him in my hands was almost too much to handle. It was thick and hard, a testament to the need that pulsed through him as much as it was a reminder of the pleasure that awaited me. I stroked him gently, feeling his breath hitch with every measured touch, and he groaned softly as he watched me, desire etched on his face.
“You want to taste it, don’t you?” he whispered, his voice gruff and needy. I nodded, still holding him, never breaking eye contact. I wanted him in my mouth, wanted to feel him fill every part of me.
I slowly lowered my head, taking him into my mouth in one long, slow motion. I relished the feel of him against my tongue, the way he filled my mouth, and the taste of him, salty and musky, the taste of a man, unvarnished and real.
Everett let out a low groan as I moved my head up and down, taking more of him with each pass. I could feel his hands gripping my hair gently, encouragingly even.
I smiled around his cock, loving how responsive he was to my touch. I swirled my tongue around him, flicking it over sensitive spots and earning more moans from Everett.
I eagerly took him deeper, my lips gliding smoothly up and down his shaft, caressing the sensitive tip with gentle movements. I couldn’t hold back the sounds of my enjoyment as I sucked him, his taste embracing my senses. I felt him twitch in my mouth, the sensation only fueling my own desires.
My soft hair brushed against his thighs, my limbs draped over him as I continued to pleasure him. I felt his hands grip my hair lightly, urging me on, and I knew he wanted more. With each movement, I could feel his penetration deepening, his passion growing more intense. The scent of sweat and desire hung heavy in the air as we both breathed heavily, our bodies consumed with want and need.
“Fuck,” he breathed out in a ragged whisper. “You’re amazing at this.”
I hummed in response, not wanting to stop what I was doing for even a second. My focus was solely on giving Everett as much pleasure as possible.
But then he pulled me off of him gently but firmly before I got too carried away.
“I don’t want to come just yet,” he rasped out.
I pouted slightly but nodded understandingly. We still had so much more exploring to do together.
With that thought in mind, I kissed my way back up his body until our lips met once again in a fiery kiss. Our bodies molded together perfectly as we continued to explore each other’s mouths with hunger.
“Princess, you make me fucking melt,” Everett murmured between kisses as his hands roamed over every inch of me.
And just when I thought things couldn’t get any hotter between us, my legs straddled his hips as our bodies pressed against each other intimately.
He looked up at me with pure adoration shining in his eyes before guiding one hand down between us where we were both burning for each other’s touch.
I gasped and moaned as his fingers found their way inside me, sliding effortlessly into my slick, throbbing core. I could feel the waves of lust rippling through me with every thrust, his fingers relentless.
“Holy shit, Everett,” I gasped, unable to contain my pleasure.
He smiled up at me. “I want you so much, Princess. I can’t wait to be inside you.”
“Can I… can I ride you?” I asked, hesitantly. I’d never done that before, but I trusted Everett completely.
He grinned, nodding. “Absolutely. Do whatever you want, Princess. This is all for you.”
“I need…” I whimpered.
“Fuck, Rachel,” he groaned, his eyes flashing with hunger and desire. “You’re going to be the death of me.”
I grinned, an evil little smirk playing on my lips. “Good, because I plan on taking you with me.”
The head of his cock poked at my entrance. I could feel his breath hitching as I slowly lowered myself onto him, my body adjusting to his size, inch by glorious inch. The sensation was unlike anything I had ever experienced before—intense, overwhelming, indescribable.
As I took him fully inside me, I moaned, my entire body trembling with the force of my desire. He was so deep inside me, stretching me in ways I never thought possible.
Everett looked up at me, his expression possessive. His hands grabbed my hips, holding me in place as he thrust up into me, burying himself deeper with each movement. I could hear him grunting and groaning, his breath ragged, matching my own as we found our rhythm together.
Our eyes locked, and I could see the love and passion in his gaze, mirrored in mine. I could feel the intensity of our connection as our bodies moved together in perfect unison. This was more than just sex.
I arched my back, letting out a low moan as he thrust into me, hitting that sweet spot inside of me. His hands gripped my hips tighter, pulling me closer as he drove deeper, his eyes never leaving mine. I could feel the electricity coursing between us, the connection stronger than anything I had ever experienced before.
“Ever,” I moaned, my voice shaking with desire. “You feel like home.”
He grinned, his eyes darkening with lust. “Then let me make you feel like you’ve never been home before, Princess.”
The pleasure built and built until it became almost unbearable. Our bodies were slick with sweat, our movements frenzied as we chased our climax together. I could feel myself getting closer and closer, the tension coiling inside me like a spring ready to burst.
“Ever,” I gasped, my voice barely audible above the sound of our bodies colliding. “I-I’m gonna…”
“Me too,” he grunted, his movements growing more frantic.
And then it happened.
With one last thrust, we both reached our peak together, our bodies trembling and shuddering in ecstasy. My vision blurred as I rode out the waves of pleasure crashing over me, my walls clenching around him as he released inside me.
We collapsed onto the bed in a tangle of limbs, panting and trying to catch our breaths. Everett wrapped his arms around me, pulling me close as we both came down from our high.
“That was… amazing,” he breathed against my neck.
I nodded in agreement, still caught up in the afterglow of our lovemaking. We lay there for a few moments in comfortable silence before Everett spoke up again.
“I love you, Princess,” he whispered.
My heart swelled at his words. “I love you too,” I replied, feeling tears prick at my eyes.
He brushed away a stray tear with his thumb. “Hey now, no crying allowed on such a joyous occasion.”
I laughed through my tears and playfully swatted his arm. “Shut up.”
He chuckled before pulling me into a deep kiss. As we kissed, I felt more connected to him than ever before.
Huntra and EverDemon finally together.
Rachel and Everett.
Everett and his Princess.