Page 38 of We Are All Sinners

I grab the lube and pour a little over her ass, letting it drip down, before I spread it all over, rubbing it up and down between her pussy and her tight little rosette, teasing her with my cock.

I notice she is holding her breath.

“Relax, Evie, I’m not going to fuck your ass tonight. You aren’t ready, that takes time and prepping, we will get there, I promise.” I smile as her breath hitches again as I insert a finger in her ass, “Doesn’t mean I won’t play with it until you beg me to fuck it, baby.”

I thrust my finger in and out of her ass, watching as she buries her face into the pillow, moaning. I feel her ass start to back into my hand, slightly twerking.

“Good girl, Evie. See how your ass wants more. Soon baby, soon.”

I stroke my dick a couple of times before I stop and swat her ass, making her yelp, just before I push into her soaked pussy. I grab her hip as I pull her back until I’m balls deep. Her head pops back up as she releases a loud moan. I start off slow, fucking her tight ass and pussy.

I replace my finger in her ass with my thumb and pick up the pace. I fuck her hard, pounding into her with each thrust, feeling her body reacting to mine with every movement. She grinds her ass, pushing back, wanting me to go deeper, as she begs me for more. I thrust in harder and harder the more she moans and begs.

I feel her walls start to tighten around my dick, making it hard to hold back, as her moans get louder. I retract my thumb from her ass, swat it hard, then grip both of her hips as I fuck her relentlessly.

I thrust into her, burying myself in her pussy as her walls tighten again, drawing out my orgasm as I try to keep hers going. I only slow down when she cries out, burying her face in the pillow as her body shakes as she comes around my cock.

Her pussy clenches on my dick, not letting go. I can’t hold back anymore. I pull my hips back one more time and thrust into her pussy as deep as I can get. I come hard with a loud moan, balls deep, only moving my hips slightly. My dick twitches and pulsates as her pussy milks it for all it has!

I finally pull out and collapse next to her, reaching up to untie her hands before pulling her body closer to mine.

“Are you okay?” I ask. breathlessly as she removes the mask.

Evie kisses me as she curls up in my arms, “Better than okay, that was amazing. I’ve never done anything like that.” She confesses and my heart swells even more, knowing I have been her first for everything. At least in my head I have been.

I sit us both up and kiss her shoulder, “How about a bath? I’ll grab the wine.”

Chapter 12

Evie

Iwake up to the smell of bacon and smile as I roll over, reaching for Brix, but come up empty handed.

I sit up, looking around the room and stretch my sore muscles. I may have to start working out if he expects nights like that on the regular.

I can’t contain my smile or happiness. Before Brixon found me again, I never thought I would ever find love. If I’m being honest, I figured with my track record, I would end up being the old creepy cat lady that the kids in the neighborhood made up stories about.

I get out of bed and head to the bathroom, bouncing with every step as I turn on the shower. I brush my teeth and grab a new razor while I wait for the water to warm up.

I get in and let the hot water soak into my hair and run down my face and body, helping me wake up.

I smile as I wash my hair, thinking of all the conversations we had last night in between all the amazing sex. I don’t think I had half as much dick in the ten years we have been apart as I did last night.

My pussy has also never been this sore!

We got extremely drunk, and Brix asked me to marry him… Several times.

I look down at my left hand where the red sharpie is still vibrant on my ring finger. He drew a ring so that I wouldn’t forget to answer him this morning when I wake up sober and have breakfast. His words, not mine.

I may be sober, but I do have a headache, and need coffee asap.

I rush through my shower, making sure to get the sharpie off. I do my hair and makeup routine, giving it my best shot, attempting to cover the dark circles I have earned the last couple of days. Thank the heavens for fake lashes.

I decide to get dressed in simple, black joggers, a cropped burnt orange sweatshirt that says, They Missed One 1692, and black sneakers. I look at the clock and realize I only have a couple of hours before I have to go to work. I need to hire someone else pretty soon just to have a real day off.

I rush downstairs just as Brixon is headed upstairs with a tray of food.

“Hey, back in bed little witch, I want to bring you breakfast and shower together.” He almost orders, making me laugh.

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