“I know. Just how I like it.”
She chuckles, which makes her muscles tighten around me, and I have to focus for a moment, holding her still, while I get a grip on myself. It’s not easy, with her impaled on my cock, but I calm myself enough that I can sit up, pulling her hard on to me as she wraps her legs around me, grinding her hips, and leaning in to kiss me. There’s something fevered about this, something frenzied… like we both know the end is near. Our kiss is more intense, our bodies fused like never before, although I’m still not ready. Not quite. There’s something I need to do, and without breaking our kiss, I kneel up, supporting her ass.
She squeals as I take her weight, leaning back in my arms and clutching my shoulders.
“You remembered,” she says.
“As if I’d ever forget.”
She smiles, and then sighs as I lift and lower her over my cock, harder and harder. This was always one of her favorite things to do, whether kneeling or standing, in bed, in theshower, against a wall… Everly didn’t care. She loved the feeling of being held up in my arms and fucked really hard, and judging by the look on her face, that’s yet another thing that hasn’t changed at all.
“Come for me,” I whisper. “I need to feel you come.”
I pull her down hard, and she ignites, bucking against me. I struggle to hold her, my body surrendering to the most powerful orgasm I’ve ever felt in my life, pleasure surging toward pain, but stopping short, as I whisper her name and fill her with everything I’ve got.
She clings to me, breathing hard, and I holder her tight against me, treasuring the feeling of her slender body as we both take a moment to calm before I lower us to the mattress and onto our sides, face to face. We’re still joined for now, and although I’ll have to go to the bathroom, there are things that need to be said first.
I brush a few stray hairs from her cheek and lean in, kissing her, letting my lips linger, and sucking gently on her bottom one before I pull back.
“Don’t ever doubt yourself, babe. You’re everything you ever were… everything I knew you would be.”
“I haven’t changed?”
“Not in the slightest. You still make me lose my mind, every damn time, just like you always did, right from the first time I met you.”
“I missed you so much,” she says, her eyes glistening, and I pull her closer.
“I missed you, too. Say you forgive me… for leaving you. For not coming back.”
“I forgive you,” she says. “Do you forgive me?”
“Nothing to forgive.” She shakes her head, but I clasp her cheek, halting her. “Nothing. Ever.”
She sighs, and pauses, like she wants to disagree, and then, eventually, she smiles and nestles against me. I’m feeling a little overwhelmed, and simply hold her against my chest, stroking her hair.
“You remembered to be quiet,” she says after a long silence… one which we both needed, I think.
“Of course. We had to be quiet before… at least most of the time. Your aunt was usually in the apartment somewhere, so we could hardly scream each other’s names, could we?”
“No, and we can’t now, either.”
“Which makes it a good thing that we’re used to whispering them.”
She nods her head, and we lie still, just breathing together, until I remember I really ought to go to the bathroom.
“Can you excuse me, just for two minutes?” I say and she leans away.
“As long as you promise to come straight back.”
“I told you, I’ll never leave you. I meant it.”
“In that case, I’ll let you go.”
I chuckle and pull out of her, being as gentle as I can about it, and then get to my feet. She lets her eyes roam south, licking her lips, and I have to smile.
“Enjoying the view?” I ask.
“As ever.”