Page 37 of Anchored Love
“We’re out of lemons.” I moved closer.
“Are we?” Her breath fanned over my lips.
My hand slid around her neck. “I’m done playing games, babe.” I didn’t give her a chance to respond. We’d been playing this game for two days, dancing around what we both wanted. I was done messing around. I wanted Everly. I wanted to claim every last inch of her body. Lips on her, tongue dipping into her mouth, I went for it. “C’mere, Ev.” She smelled of coconut sunblock and sunshine. My own tropical paradise awaited me between her thighs.
Moving to straddle my lap, she gave in. Arms around my neck, she returned my kiss, grinding on my growing erection. I felt sixteen all over again and ready to nut on the spot in my damn shorts. I couldn’t take it. I wanted her naked and writhing beneath me. I’d never wanted to bury myself so damn deep in a woman in all my life. Everly was damn near perfect. Her tongue swept deep in my mouth, warring for control.
I slapped her ass and kissed her harder. Circling her hips, she drove me wild. My cock rubbed against the crotch of her shorts. Her warm breath washed over me, and I drank every ounce of her in, loving every second of kissing her. Running her nails over my chest, her touch set my skin ablaze with desire like I’d never experienced. I craved Everly so much I physically ached to have her.
Squeezing her ass, I got a good handful and moved to stand. Her legs went around my waist, and I carried Everly to bed, never breaking our kiss.
I dropped her to the mattress and moved with her, covering her body with my own. We rolled so that she got back on top. Lifting her shirt over her head, fuck me, there was something to be said for the skimpy black lace bra she wore. Her tits nearly spilled out of the cups. I jerked one down, sucking her rosy nipple into my mouth, teasing the sensitive bud until it hardened under my affection.
Everly rolled her hips seeking friction, and I had plenty to give her. Her tequila-stained lips peppered kisses up and down my throat, along my jaw, and carving a path back the way she traveled. “Take these off,” she demanded hoarsely, tugging on my shorts.
“We’ve got all night, babe.” I teased at her tits, kissing and nibbling and leaving her panting for more.
Arching her back, she leaned forward, and Everly bit my neck hard enough to leave the indention of her teeth. I reached around her back and went for the clasp on her bra with one hand, but the damn thing wouldn’t budge. “Just leave it on and fuck me, Mason.”
Shoving my hand down the front of her shorts, I found my girl soaked for me. I rubbed my finger over her clit, and the sensitive skin pulsed with need. “You feel so damn good. So wet and tight, Ev.” Sliding my hand further into her panties, I gave her what she wanted, thrusting a finger inside her silken heat.
“Oh,” she let out on a gasp that made me smile. “I want you, Mason.” Her declaration made me that much harder.
“I’m all yours, Ev.” I continued to work that sweet pussy until her muscles clenched around my finger, tightening with every hook of my thick digit inside her.
“I need you. I want to feel you, all of you.” She reached inside my shorts, stroking my length as I finger fucked her until she came.
Playfully pushing her aside, I shed my shorts. Everly stared at my cock, licking her lips.
“God, you’re huge.” She grinned as I crawled toward her like a hungry lion stalking his prey. I grabbed my wallet off the nightstand and dug out a condom, needing her now.
“You know I read somewhere that it’s not a good idea to store condoms in your wallet,” she informed me.
“Babe, do you really want to debate this right now?”
“No.” Her head moved back and forth.
Ripping the foil package open, I got the condom on and settled between her thighs. “You sure?” I gave her one last chance to stop this, but I prayed she didn’t.
“Oh my god, stop talking and fuck me, Mason.” Her nails dug into my ass cheeks, and I slid right in; she was so damn wet for me. I took a moment to gaze down at her gorgeous curves, relishing in the moment. A moment I thought I’d never have the chance to experience outside of my dreams and fantasies in the shower. Everly was too damn good to be true. Her body molded to mine like a perfect fit. We were a fever of lips, tongues, and fingers. Touching, tasting, and exploring each other. Fuck, her body was a tone and tan wonderland.
With her legs hooked around my waist, I drove into her over and over again. Nails scratching up and down my back, Everly left her mark on me. I pumped into her wildly, the balls of her feet digging into my skin. Sweat dripped down my back, and I wanted behind her.
I pulled out, mourning the loss of our connection until she rocked to all fours, head down, ass up. The perfect position. I wrapped a fist around one of her braids, tugging her head back so I could kiss her swollen lips.
We fucked like animals, rolling around the bed in every position. Her riding me, me taking her sideways. I was so damn close, and then the damn condom snapped.
“Fuck,” I muttered, pulling out and looking down.
“What’s wrong?”
“Condom broke.” I tossed the useless rubber to the floor.
“You have another one, right?”
Dammit. “Afraid not. I didn’t exactly come on this trip expecting to get laid.”
“Oh my god. This can’t be happening.” Her legs kicked on the mattress, and I chuckled. “Why are you laughing?” Her cheeks flushed as she let out a breath.
