Page 100 of Whiskey and Regret
Slower.
Warmer.
I didn’t realize I was starving until I tasted her. She was where she belonged. Right on the tip of my tongue. It didn’t matter which lips I tasted. Xari was sweet everywhere.
Electricity crackled, fusing us together. It was solid and beautiful. I’d deal with the fallout later. Right now, the only thing that mattered was her.
“Fuck me, Evander. Please.” My dick was already stiff and thick pressing against her. The way she rocked back and forth against it made me want to impale her. She knew what it did to me when she said please in that soft voice.
“You’re being such a good girl right now.” I kissed her throat, not shying away from leaving my mark as I went along. She was tender and tasted like sugar everywhere my tongue went.
“Enjoy it while it lasts,” she breathed, rubbing the top of my head while she worked her hips, grinding against my dick.
“Let me hear that shit again, Xari.” She already knew what I wanted.
“I love you, Evander,” she moaned. Fire burned through me.
I plucked open the buttons on her pajamas until her perky tits were staring me in the face. My tongue darted out to slide across one amber plump peak at a time. I took care to kiss, lick, and bite her nipples sending jolts into her. I held my arm across the small of her back, pressing her into me with crushing force while she freed her arms from her pajamas. We were hungry and renewed with fresh passion.
We stripped bare.
Skin on skin.
Heat torched the room, the bed, and anything else that came in contact with us.
I nudged her legs open with my knee then dropped kisses down the length of her body while she moaned and writhed. She was bubbling over with anticipation, touching my head, smoothing her hand over the deep waves of my Caesar haircut while her hips lifted and dropped trying to connect with my mouth.
I placed my hand between her breasts, pinning her down while I French kissed her wet pussy lips, grazing her swollen clit and flicking the barbell. She was so slick and sweet.
“Fuck!” She cursed into the dense air. The simple kiss on her cunt made her grind against my face, painting me with her juices. A crooked smile hung on my lips before I spread her open and sucked her fat clit fully into my mouth. It pulsed against my tongue immediately.
“Evander!” Her voice was a high-pitched squeak of desire and arousal.
“Shh, Miss Lucas. We’re not alone in the house, remember?” I asked between her hot thighs bracketing my face.
“I’m sorry,” she whimpered. “You feel so fucking good, I just want to fuck your face.” She pushed dirty words from between her tightly clenched teeth.
“Fuck my face, baby. If I’m not glistening by the time I come up for air, you’re getting a spanking.” I dove in again and feasted on her like I’d never have nourishment again.
“Oh god, Evander, I’m going to come.” I felt the muscles in her thighs tense against my face. I already knew she was close. She fucked my tongue like it was my dick while it dipped in and out of her entrance. My fingers played with her stiff nub while I drank from her fountain, getting drunk on her pussy.
The instant my tongue touched her pierced clit again, she exploded in a tangle of trembles. My name spilled over her full lips. I soaked it all in while I watched from her pussy. I was relentless, still holding suction on her sensitive nub while she came. I only let go when tears streaked her cheeks.
“Is my face wet?” I asked her. Her heavy lids were half-closed when she looked at me. “Open those pretty eyes, Xari.”
“Yes, it’s wet,” she said. “I want to taste.” The wicked gleam in her espresso pools made my cock twitch. I pressed my mouth to hers and her hungry tongue slicked across my lips, tasting herself. She moaned at the delicate sweetness.
While she sucked my lips clean, I slid my cock along her slit. Every time we connected, she jolted. She was so hot and wet. If I kept sliding against her like that, I was going to bust a nut all over her stomach.
“Evander, please fuck me,” she begged. I didn’t need to hear it twice. I slipped into her easily because she was so fucking slick.
The headboard clapped against the wall while I drove into her. She wrapped around me so tightly I had to shut my eyes just to focus on making her come before I exploded.
“Fuck, Xari. Your pussy feels so good.” I dropped my forehead to hers and hammered into her deep and hard, forcing the headboard to applaud us. Her nails scraped against my skin the more inches I fed her needy pussy.
Nasty, explicit moans kissed my ears while her walls squeezed around my girth. “You’re going to fucking kill me,” she groaned as I pulled out to tap my shiny cock against her clit. The wet noises coming from between her thighs made goosebumps fan out on my skin.
“From pleasure or from this big dick splitting you in half?” I asked, easing the tip into her sensitive entrance.
