Chapter 26

Twenty-Six

Everett

M y lips press down on the heated flesh of Gemma’s neck, right below her ear, the sweet scent of her bodywash and her natural aroma filling my senses as her hands find my hips, tugging me close. Blood pumping hot, heart pounding, we pull apart long enough to get through the house and into her bedroom.

As we were leaving the carnival, Grace announced that she was keeping Sutton for the night, and I can’t help but think Gemma had something to do with that. Taking in her heated eyes, flushed cheeks, her hair tousled from the way my fingers were threading through the long, wavy locks as soon as we walked in her front door, tells me everything I need to know. It’s a little after eight, the sun well on its way to setting as we left the fairgrounds, and the air in the car on the drive back to Gemma’s place was thick with sexual tension, both of us needing to connect after the way we teased each other.

Ever since the moment I saw her step out of her house before we left, I’ve been dying to have my hands on her. Dying to take this sexy little outfit off her supple body. Dying to taste, and lick, and kiss. Make her cry out in pleasure and beg for more. Resting my back against the door for a moment, we breathe each other in. She’s biting down on her bottom lip, tempting me. My balls are already throbbing, and we haven’t even begun yet.

“I like the way you’re looking at me,” Gemma murmurs, a sultry lilt to her tone. It sends a thrill down my spine.

Arching a brow, I ask, “And how am I looking at you, mama?”

A smirk tugs on her lips. “Like you can’t wait to devour me.”

Chuckling darkly, I reach behind my head, ripping my shirt off my body as I stalk toward her slowly. “You’re absolutely right,” I growl. “I plan to fucking devour you until you can’t even think straight. Fuck you so good you won’t even be able to walk without your legs trembling in the morning.”

I watch the way her throat works as she swallows, pressing her thighs together. My girl’s already aching for me, I think as I come to a stop directly in front of her, my hand sweeping the hair out of her face. She leans into the touch, breathing out a contented sigh. Palm splayed on the back of her neck, I haul her mouth to mine, taking her lips in a bruising kiss full of desire and need. Tongue surging into her mouth, I taste her hunger and swallow down her moans as I become downright ravenous for her in a heartbeat.

Working the straps to her overalls open, I shove them down her body before tugging the form-fitting tank top over her head, letting it fall to the floor. No bra. I let out an appreciative groan as I take in her beautiful breasts on full display for me, nipples already taut and begging for my mouth. Black lace lays on her hips, and I bite my knuckle as I allow myself to drink her in. To appreciate her beauty. This sexy, gorgeous body that has grown a life inside of it.

Gemma is spectacular and stunning in absolutely every way.

“Spin around for me.” I twirl my index finger in a circle. “Let me see that fine ass in those panties.”

Gemma giggles, but does exactly as I say. The lace hugs her curves in a way that should be illegal. Her body is a work of art; I’ll never tire of seeing her like this. My mouth waters as my hands reach out, squeezing the round globes.

We got so damn close last time. It was next to impossible to not take control and fuck her into the couch when she slipped my cock into her pussy. It took a level of self-control I didn’t even think I possessed.

I spin her back around, crashing my mouth against hers. Walking her back to the edge of the bed, I lay her down, fingers going to the delicate waistband of her panties as I tug them slowly down her legs. Propped up on her elbows, she watches me with dark, hooded eyes as I toss the material to the ground, spreading her thighs apart so I can get a good look at her .

“Fuck, mama,” I groan, running my index finger down her center. “Such a pretty pussy.” Inserting a finger, I add, “ My pretty pussy.”

She hums, writhing against my hand as I work the digit in and out before adding a second. She’s soaked already, and I fucking love it. Watching the way my fingers slide in and out of her cunt, she rocks her hips up, meeting my thrusts.

“Get naked,” she murmurs, flashing me a smirk before running her foot between my legs, rubbing right up against my hard, aching length. “I want to see you and touch you.”

Lifting a brow, I don’t stop playing with her pussy yet. “Yeah? What do you have in mind, mama?”

“Hmm…” Tilting her head to the side, she pretends to think about my question. “Maybe suck your cock again.”

Molten heat shoots low in my stomach. “That’s what you want, huh?”

Biting her lip, she nods. “Feel you slide across my tongue. Fuck, that turns me on. Do you feel how wet you make me? How wet the idea of sucking your dick makes me? I’ve been drenched and throbbing since we were in line to get food.”

Fuck me.

Withdrawing my fingers from her body, Gemma watches as I bring the soaked digits up to my mouth, sucking them clean before I make quick work of ridding myself of the rest of my clothes. In a matter of ten seconds flat, everything is piled on the floor beside her panties. Her gaze zeros in on my cock where it juts out. Wrapping a fist around my length, I groan as I pump myself a few times, loving the way she looks mesmerized while watching .

“Well, what are you waiting for, mama?” I smirk, continuing to stroke myself as I say, “Be a good girl, and get on your knees for me.”

Unadulterated lust flashes in her eyes as she scrambles off the bed, crashing to the floor on her knees. Hands propped on my thighs, she peers up at me from beneath her lashes and, fuck me , I swear I could come from the sight.

Her lips twist up into a grin before she sticks her tongue out, flicking against the swollen tip of my cock. That one single lick sends pleasure soaring through my entire body, and I nearly forget how to breathe as I watch her close her full, pink lips around me. She sinks down, taking more of me, as I fight to keep my eyes open. The heat, the wetness, the suction… all of it is mind-blowing. When she gets farther down, she gags, backing off a little as her eyes fill with moisture, but she doesn’t let it deter her.

I sink my fingers into her hair, fisting a handful but letting her set the pace. Bobbing up and down, she peers up at me with wet, bloodshot eyes and spit dribbling out of her mouth. It’s a heady fucking sight. Gemma sucks me so damn good and deep until I feel my balls start to tighten, then I pull out of her mouth and take a step back.

“On the bed,” I growl. “On your hands and knees for me, mama.

Smirking, she wipes her bottom lip with her finger as she stands up and climbs on the bed. Cunt downright glistening , she shakes her ass, tossing me a look over her shoulder that has my dick throbbing for her. Kneeling, I spread her cheeks with my hands, and lick a long, greedy strip up from her clit all the way to her asshole. She groans, pushing back on my face as I do it again, savoring the flavor of her as she saturates my tongue with her dripping arousal.

Inserting two fingers into her wet heat, I suck on her swollen clit, feeling her legs tremble as she lets out a long, throaty moan. It doesn’t take long before her walls constrict around my digits, and she cries out her release. At this point, my dick is aching with how hard I am, and I’m dripping pre-cum. The need to bury myself inside of her is too strong.

Gemma is clearly on the same page as me because she’s looking over her shoulder at me as she begs, “Fuck me, Everett.”

Standing up, I crack a hand down on her ass, loving the way her yelp quickly morphs into a groan as she arches her back beautifully for me. It’s not lost on me how monumental this moment is for her. It’s her first time having actual sex with somebody in years… since her husband. Running my palm up her spine, I wrap a hand around the back of her neck, pulling her back against my chest.

Lips parted and her eyes heavy, she holds my gaze as I wrap my arm around her. “I hope you know how ready I am to sink into your pussy and fuck you so good, but I wouldn’t be me if I didn’t tell you that we don’t have to do anything you’re not ready for, Gemma.”

Her eyes soften, and I feel her throat constrict against my arm as she swallows. “That is exactly why I want this,” she breathes. “You know my story, and I know you’d never push me. I want this, Everett.”

Swallowing thickly, I run my gaze over her face before leaning down and sealing my mouth to hers. I kiss her until we’re both breathless, my heart beating wildly. This moment feels much larger than just sex.

“God, you’re fucking perfect.” I breathe the statement—the declaration—against her lips before instructing her to lie flat on her back. The sight of her sprawled out before me is everything. Grabbing her tits, Gemma plays with her pebbled nipples as I line myself up to her slick entrance. Her jaw drops open, and she lets out the sexiest, throatiest groan as I ease my length into her cunt, her tight, wet heat surrounding me in a way that feels too fucking good to be true. Fully seated, it feels like heaven wrapped around me. Like her pussy was made for my cock and mine alone. So fucking good, I have to give myself a minute before I can move.

One hand on her hip, the other planted on the bed beside her head, I ease out slowly before burying myself to the hilt again. We groan in unison as I begin to pump rhythmically.

“You feel so damn good,” I rasp, picking up speed and fucking her harder. “The way your cunt squeezes my cock, like you can’t fucking get enough. Is that it, mama? You like the way my cock feels inside your sweet little pussy?”

“Yes!” she cries out, her eyebrows pinched together as her moans fill the air. Legs wrapping around my waist, she squeezes me with her thighs as I lose myself in her tight, warm body. Reaching a hand between us, I find her clit with my thumb, circling it as I keep up the pace I’ve set with my cock. Her body trembles, muscles tightening, and I know she’s close again. That fact proven as her walls constrict around my dick, and her back arches as she throws her head back, a long, low moan coming out of her. “Fuck, yes, yes, yes!”

I pull out of her drenched pussy, slapping a hand against her thigh. “Turn around for me, mama. Let me fuck you from the back.”

A sated smile tugs on her lips as she does just that. Dropping down until her upper half is lying flat on the bed and her back is arched beautifully, she shakes her ass teasingly before I sink back into her in one swift go. The angle change has my eyes wanting to cross. Bringing one foot up flat on the bed, my fingers dig into the flesh on her hips as I pound into her, relishing the slick sounds her pussy makes every time I thrust. Gemma’s moans are so loud and needy, they practically vibrate off the walls surrounding us.

Gemma’s pushing her ass back, meeting me thrust for thrust as she cries out, fisting the bedding beneath her. Wetting my thumb with her arousal, I circle her tight, puckered hole for a few moments before slipping just the tip inside. She groans, low and carnal, and it makes my cock throb.

“You like when I fill both your holes like this, mama?” My voice is husky, almost foreign to my own ears.

Gasping, Gemma cries out, “Yes! Give me more!”

“My girl’s needy for me to fill her, isn’t she?” I growl as I sink more into her tight hole. “Touch yourself. Play with that clit while I give you what you want.”

“Oh, god,” she pants, reaching a hand between her legs and rubbing her clit. “Fuck, Everett, you feel so good.”

“You feel fucking perfect, mama,” I grit out, feeling like I’m spinning out of control. Like I can’t think or breathe with the feel of her wrapped around me and the scent of her sweet pussy in the air.

Sweat drips down my back, and my chest heaves as our bodies collide and slap together. Gemma’s body tenses up before her legs begin to shake, and then I feel it… her pussy clenching around my cock, letting me know she’s coming yet again, just before she’s screaming my name. Hearing her cry out for me ignites something primal deep inside.

My heart pounds a thunderous beat as I keep my pace, and when my muscles begin to tighten and heat builds low in my spine, I know I’m getting close too. Dropping my head back on my shoulders, my balls tighten up as white-hot pleasure soars through every inch of my body. My release hits me hard, nearly knocking me off my feet, cock pulsing as I unload my cum deep in her cunt. It’s never-ending as my orgasm wrings me dry.

I pull out of Gemma, but I’m not finished with her yet. Flipping her over onto her back, her hooded eyes peer down at me as I drop to my knees in front of the bed. With her thighs spread apart, I’m able to watch as my cum drips out of her just-fucked hole, and the sight ignites something feral inside of me. Using my thumb, I push it back in before my lips wrap around her clit, tongue flicking against it, wanting another from her. I’m greedy for all she can give me. I want them all. I want her boneless, more than sated, when I’m finished with her.

Her thighs try to close around my head, but I push them open, glancing up at her. “No,” I growl. “I made a mess with my pussy, and I’m going to lick you clean while you give me another. Can you do that for me, mama?”

She shakes her head, brows clashed together as she squirms. “No, I can’t,” she cries out, still trying to close her trembling legs. “It’s too much.”

I smirk, sinking two fingers into her cum-drenched cunt. “Oh, but I think you can,” I say darkly, curling my fingers and finding that spot inside of her. Her head drops back, lips parting as she lets out a desperate, needy moan. Removing my fingers, I lick a hot, wet path up from her entrance all the way to her clit before I circle around it a few times. The salty flavor of my own release mixed with her juices has my mouth salivating.

Gemma’s chest heaves as I continue to feast on her like I’m a starved man and she’s the first meal I’ve seen in months. The louder she gets, the breathier she becomes, the more my chest swells with pride. I love seeing her like this, so unabashedly sexual and gone for me, and as she crests higher and higher toward her release, her thighs squeeze me even tighter while her hand reaches down and fists my hair, holding me in place as she begins to rock herself against my tongue, taking what she wants. What she needs.

That’s my fucking girl.

I groan, knowing she’s getting close again, and as I feel her let go, feel her clit throb against my tongue, I lap up everything she has to offer me. Every last drop—her, me, us —I drink it up, unable to get enough.

“Oh, fuck,” Gemma pants as she scoots away from me. “I can’t fucking breathe. That was… holy shit.”

Chuckling, I climb on the bed behind her, bringing her back to my front as I pepper kisses along her bare shoulder. It’s slick with sweat, but I don’t care. We lie like this, embracing one another for quite some time as we steady our breathing. Eventually, we take a shower together, rinsing each other off before we find ourselves back in this bed, the lights off, and our limbs tangled.

I keep waiting for her to enforce the rules, for her to send me home, but it never happens. We fall asleep like that, and I swear, it’s the best sleep of my life.