Chapter 32

Thirty-Two

Everett

I wish Gemma could see herself right now. See how breathtaking and sexy she looks with her cheeks flushed, her bottom lip tucked between her teeth as she gazes up at me, both a little nervous and a whole lot turned on. Her breasts rise and fall with her steady breathing, flesh glistening with a thin sheen of sweat, and she’s practically glowing from the orgasm she just had all over my tongue in the kitchen.

Cocking a brow, I position myself between her spread thighs. “What do you say, mama?”

The smile that graces her lips is full of sex. “I say, fill me up, Mr. Windward.”

Her words give me a visceral reaction; a full-body chill, a wave of heat straight to my balls, a steady beat in my chest. The way she’s soft and beautiful and filthy and sexy at the same time is mind-blowing. She’s unlike any woman I’ve ever met, and to be in her bed right now like this feels like a privilege. Like a gift.

My lip quirks. “Good girl,” I coo, tapping the outside of her thigh. “Now, scoot down and turn onto your side, facing me.”

Doing as I say, she props her head up with her arm, one leg flat, the other bent at the knee, foot flat on the bed. Watching me curiously, I revel in the pink on her cheeks and the desire in her eyes. Mirroring her position, only flipped—my feet up by her head and my head by her feet—I wrap a hand around my stiff length, groaning as I drag my hand slowly up the shaft, swiping my thumb over the leaky slit, before inching back down again.

“Straddle my face,” I tell her, lying flat on the bed. Her lips clamp shut, and she gets this look in her eye like she might try to protest. “I want to work you open back there before we get started, but I need to feel your mouth around my cock before I lose my damn mind.”

Gemma giggles before tossing a leg over me and positioning herself on top, her glistening pink pussy right in front of my face. Arousal dripping, her sweet, delicious scent surrounds me, causing my mouth to water as if I didn’t just devour this perfect little cunt a little bit ago.

Wrapping a firm hand around my cock, she pumps me slowly a few times before I feel her hot, wet tongue flick across the tip. “Atta girl,” I groan, cracking a palm down on her bubbly, juicy ass. The gasp that falls off her lips at the contact quickly morphs into a moan as she arches her back.

Reaching beside us, I grab the bottle of lube off the bed, popping open the cap and pouring a generous amount onto my fingers. Gemma sinks down, taking more of my length as I bring my slick fingers to her tight, puckered hole. Her body tenses as soon as I circle the entrance, but she relaxes into my touch as I bring my other hand around her front, massaging her clit at the same time. It’s not long before I work past the muscle, pumping in and out as I bring my mouth down on her dripping pussy.

Groaning long and low, Gemma rocks against my face as she strokes me with one hand, her other toying with my balls. She drags her tongue along the length of me, getting it nice and wet as I press another digit into her ass, slipping another into her cunt. At this point, she’s practically fucking herself on my fingers, getting lost to the pleasure, and I can’t fucking wait to sink my cock into her, watch her stretch around me and the toy.

When she admitted to this being her fantasy, I could’ve come on the spot. It was so fucking hot to hear her describe the things she wanted.

After I feel comfortable that she’s prepped enough, I tap the side of her thigh. “Lie on the bed for me, mama.”

My body is so keyed up for her, I’m going to need to take it nice and slow so I don’t bust the second I get inside. Between the way she drenched my face in the kitchen and the greedy noises she was just making as I fucked her ass and pussy with my fingers, it’s not going to take much to go over the edge if I’m not careful.

“Do you want me in your ass or your pussy?” I ask her as I grab the lube again, lathering my cock before moving to do the same to the dildo that’s covered in sparkles. Definitely an interesting choice. Gemma bites down on her bottom lip, her cheeks darkening like she is nervous about answering me. “Tell me what you want, so I can give it to you, mama. You don’t gotta be nervous with me.”

Her lips tug into a flirty grin before she announces, “I want you to fuck my ass.”

“That’s my fucking girl,” I growl. Lining myself up to her hole, I flick my gaze up to her. “Have you done this before? Had somebody back here?”

She nods, gaze alternating between my cock and my face. “A couple of times, but not with a toy in me at the same time.”

“I’ll go slow, but let me know if you need me to pause, okay?”

Biting down on her lip, she smiles up at me, nodding again.

“Good girl,” I purr, grabbing the rose toy off the bed and handing it to her. “Use this while I ease my way in. It’ll help relax you and make it feel less uncomfortable.”

She takes it, apprehension in her gaze. “I’ve never used a toy in front of somebody before.”

“You’re going to do it for me, though, aren’t you, mama?”

The sound of the vibe buzzes through the air as she turns it on, the grin on her face saying everything I need to know. Bringing the toy down on her swollen bud, her eyes watch me under heavy lids, and her jaw drops open as she breathes out a moan. I give her a moment before I apply pressure to her entrance, easing my way inside. Eyebrows pinching as the tip stretches her wide, she brings her hand up, fingers flicking her nipple as the toy works her clit.

“Fuck, Gemma,” I groan, her tight heat sucking me in, making my eyes want to cross. She feels like heaven wrapped around me as her body welcomes me. Once I’m all the way seated inside her, I pause, giving us both a minute to adjust. “How you doing?”

“I feel so full,” she breathes. “But it feels good. The toy helps.”

Unable to help myself, I reach up, grabbing a handful of her full, taut breasts, pulling myself out of her ass to the tip before slowly sliding back inside. The groan she gives me ignites flames throughout my veins.

“I want you to come like this before I add the dildo. Can you do that for me?”

“Mmhmm, I’m so close already.” Her chest heaves as sweat coats her skin, legs trembling as they wrap around me.

“Fuck, you’re such a good girl, Gemma.”

Hands finding purchase on her hips, I pick up the pace, my cock stroking in and out of her, the pleasure mind-blowing as her moans get louder and more desperate. It’s so easy for me to lose myself in the woman sprawled out in front of me. She’s absolutely stunning on the cusp of orgasm.

Muscles tightening, she grips the bedding below her as her jaw goes slack, and as she throws her head back, exposing the long column of her throat to me, moaning through her release as I watch her pussy pulsate and feel her ass contract around my cock, I know absolutely nothing and no one will ever compare to Gemma. She has ruined me for anybody else, and I’m more than okay with that.

Turning off the vibe, she breathes out, brushing her hair out of her face. “Holy shit, that was intense.” She giggles, cheeks flushed and eyes glassy, gaze finding mine.

“Ready for part two?” I ask, cocking a brow.

“I don’t know if I can.”

“Oh, yes, you can,” I rasp, grabbing the dildo off the bed, sliding the tip of it through her slick folds, loving the way her stomach dips as I pass over her sensitive clit. “You’re going to take both of these cocks, and you’re going to fucking love every minute of it. I want to hear you scream, you hear me?”

Gemma nods, mouth dropping open as I slip the head of the dildo inside her tight pussy, gliding in with ease. I grit my teeth, feeling it on the other side of her wall, adding incredible sensation to an already tight fit. Fuck, she feels good.

“Oh, god,” she moans, throwing her head back again, hands coming up to hold her tits. She massages them as I work the toy farther into her, my hips rocking into her ass. “Oh, fuck, Everett!”

“That’s it, mama. Fuck, you’re taking us both so perfectly.” Red-hot pleasure consumes me, from the top of my head all the way to the tips of my toes. It radiates and pulses, heat pooling low in my spine. “Grab the vibrator,” I order her through gritted teeth, feeling myself get dangerously close to the edge already, but I need one more from her before I can let myself fall.

“I can’t,” she cries out, shaking her head.

“Yes, you can. Grab it.”

Both the toy and my cock thrust in and out of her, sinking in to the hilt before pulling almost all the way out. The feel of it in her cunt as I fuck her ass is overwhelming. It’s unlike anything else, and as she turns on the rose, pressing it against her clit again, the vibrations from that reach my balls as she cries out .

“It’s too much!” Brows pinched tightly, she pants and moans, legs trembling, core muscles tight. She’s close, I can feel it.

“It’s not,” I growl. “Give it to me, baby. Come for me one more time. I know you can.”

“Oh, fuck. Oh, god!” Jaw going slack and her eyes rolling back until I can only see the whites of them, she lets out a deep moan, whimpering as I feel her let go. Squeezing the hell out of my cock, I can’t hold back any longer. She cries out beautifully as my balls tighten up to my body, cock pulsing as I unload my cum into her tight, hot ass. It feels never-ending as I rock us both through it.

Sweat drips down my back, and my entire body is blanketed with exhaustion as I pull out of her, tossing the toy on the bed beside us while watching with pride as my cum leaks out of her. After a few moments, I climb off the bed and go into her bathroom, wetting a washcloth with hot water. I clean Gemma up before cleaning myself, then lean down and capture her lips with mine. Kissing her slowly, I savor every small moan and contented sigh as I lick into her mouth, never wanting to stop.

But eventually I do, and after I clean her toys and put them back in the nightstand, I climb into bed just as she’s coming back in the room, a plate full of biscuits in one hand and two bottles of water in the other.

“Figured we could use some refreshments,” she says with a laugh as she sits crisscross on the bed, still fully naked, and it hits me right in the chest…

I love this woman. I’m so in love with her.

After she spreads the jam we made on a biscuit, she hands it to me before making herself one. The second I take a bite, I can’t help the groan that climbs up my throat.

“Oh fuck, these are good,” I say between chewing.

“I told you!” Taking a bite, her shimmering, dark eyes find mine. “That was incredible.”

“The bite?” I ask teasingly, knowing what she means.

Rolling her eyes playfully, she breathes out a laugh and says, “Noooooo. The sex.”

“It was pretty fucking spectacular, wasn’t it?”

“We’ll definitely be doing that again,” she says so matter-of-factly.

Arching a brow, a zap of excitement flows through me. “Is that right?”

Gemma takes another bite, and I can see something like nerves pass through her gaze. “I’ve been thinking a lot about what you said,” she starts. “Before you left for Seattle.”

My heart rate kicks up. “Yeah?”

Chewing on her bottom lip, she nods. “I like you too. A lot. And I think I’ve felt that way for a while.” It feels like if I move even an inch or say anything, all of this will flit away, like it’s one big dream. Thankfully, she continues so I don’t have to. “I’d like to take this further with you and see where it goes. If we’re going to do that, though, I need to tell Sutton. It’s been him and I for years now, and I want to tell him so there’re no secrets.”

“Of course,” I say with a nod, my stomach doing a flip. “I love the idea of telling him.”

I don’t miss the way her eyes well up. “Okay, good. And I think I’d like to tell him myself,” she says softly. “At least at first because, again, it’s always been just us, and I want him to feel like he can truly express how he feels about the news. Not that I think he’ll react badly to it, but I want him to have space to feel how he feels and process it how he needs to.”

“Absolutely.” My response is immediate. “I’m more than okay with that. You’re his mom, and you know what’s best for him. I care deeply for both you and Sutton, and I’m following your lead here, Gemma. We will do this however you feel comfortable, and if Sutton needs some time to process, he can have all the time he needs.”

“Thank you.” Her voice is laced with emotion that has my heart clenching.

A thought hits me. One I’ve thought of before, but know it’s time now. “I’ll need to sit down with the school administration and tell them about our relationship. Just so they’re aware, since you’re a parent of one of my students.”

“Will you get in trouble?” she asks, brows pinched.

I shake my head. “There’s always a possibility that they could remove Sutton from my class, but even that, I highly doubt. It’ll just be so when other parents find out, the school isn’t blindsided.”

Leaning over the bed, she kisses me, cheeks wet. It’s gentle, but it feels like it’s sealing our new future, and I can’t help but vibrate with excitement and a newfound contentment.

We’re doing this. She’s my girl, and I’m her man.