I reached behind me and found the doorknob before stuffing the key into the hole and opening it up. As it swung open, Everett reached down and swept me off my feet and I giggled. I wasn’t going to overanalyze giggling this time. I was just going to have to accept that it was a reality of Everett interacting with me.
I would take it if it meant more interactions.
“Which way?” he asked, spinning in my living room with me in his arms. I kicked off my shoes and pointed with my toes to the door on the left side of the hallway.
“That way,” I said.
He brought me to my bed and tossed me on it, eliciting another high-pitched laugh from deep in my belly. He was laughing too and yanked at the bottom of his shirt, pulling it up and over his head.
A wild moan rumbled from my own chest as his shirt came off, and I knelt on the bed and ran my hands over the muscles of his stomach. He was lean and cut, and the ridges of his abdomen were sharp and deep. I had never felt such hard muscles on a man in my life and it made my mouth water and my core hot.
I reached down and pulled on my own shirt, yanking it off and tossing it away. The bra clasp was in the front, and I reached for it, tearing it away and letting my breasts tumble out into the dark, cool night air. The windows were cracked, and a breeze came in, hardening my nipples even more, and he took one into his mouth, bending at the waist while one hand reached behind to fill with my ass.
I gasped at the feeling of his warm breath and wet tongue on my body. The sound of my breath must have turned him on even more as his fingers clamped down and pulled me into him harder. I slid my hand between us and yanked on his jeans button until it opened, and I pulled on the waistband to unzip the zipper.
Sliding my hand into his pants, my palm slid over his hard, throbbing cock inside his boxers. He moaned loudly, and I grinned as he moved his lips up my body to my neck. I stroked him as he shoved his pants down and then hooked the waistband of his boxers in my thumbs to get them off too. His cock burst out, and I wrapped my palm around it immediately, marveling at how thick and long it was. Our lips crushed together again, and I pulled him until he sat down on the bed beside me.
I pressed one hand on his chest, and he lay back, pulling a pillow behind his head so he could better see what was happening. I smiled a devious smile and wrapped both hands around his staff, stroking him slowly for a moment before leaning my head down. He was so big, so long that I worried I wouldn’t be able to fit him entirely. But I was game to try.
Sliding my tongue over the head, I tasted the sweet, sticky fluid that gathered there, and swirled my tongue over it before plunging down. I took him deep into my mouth until the head pressed against the back of my throat, and I gagged on him. His hand slid behind my head, cradling my neck with his palm and his fingers reaching deep into my hair on the back of my head, guiding me to go further, to take him all the way into my throat.
He groaned deeply as I bobbed up and down on him, stroking him as I did. He reached for me and pulled me until I mounted him as I continued to suck. He pulled at my pants until they slid off, the panties coming with them. He got them down to my knees and slid his head between them and my core, and his powerful tongue slid across my clit.
The intensity of his touch was so strong that I locked up, pulling him out of my mouth and throwing my head back as my eyes clinched shut. Both hands were grasping my ass, holding me in place as his tongue slid in circular motions around my clit and through my folds. I could feel myself tumbling quickly into an incredible climax already, and it emboldened me. Passionately, I stroked him and plunged my lips down over him, rising up as I pulled on him in half circles, feeling him throb under me.
With incredible force, I felt a wave of pleasure crash over me, and I came with his tongue deep inside my pussy. My toes curled as I moaned, but my sound was muffled by his thick, pulsating cock. The vibration of my voice must have intensified the feeling for him because he groaned as he pulled me off him.