Page 164 of Green Flag
I’d always known he was well-endowed. I’d had his cock down my throat multiple times by now, but fuck, the way he’d torn me apart, talked me through it, thrown my dripping wet panties in my mouth.
I had not been prepared for the full Mendes experience.
But, damn, I wanted it again.
I shifted and felt him twitch inside of me.
“Don’t,” he said, his voice rough with sleep in my ear. “You’ll get me going again.”
I smirked and clenched around him, taking great pleasure in the way he grunted, his breath tickling my neck.
“Everly,” he warned.
I dragged my nails up his thigh behind me. And clenched again.
He wrapped his arms around my middle and pulled me closer, his cock hitting a spot in me that hitched my breath. “Fuck.”
“That’s what I thought,” he said and I could hear the smile in his voice. “Now let me cuddle you. I can’t go again for an hour or two.”
“So… in two hours…?”
“You can wake me up,” he said and kissed my neck.
He hadn’t kissed me even when we fucked. And that sliced deeper inside me than his cock did.
“Thanks, Captain Cockzilla.”
His laugh was a shocked, abrupt sound. “You’re insane.”
“Insanely stretched,” I sighed.
“I can—” He started to pull out and I gripped his arm.
“Nope. Keep Mister Mendes in there.”
His chest shook behind me and I would go with the cock nicknames until I died, just to get him to laugh.
“I could sell merch at the stalls instead of just your signed photos. ‘I survived Mendes XL.’ Or — oh my god — on my tours I need a top that says, ‘Ask me about the third leg of StormSprint’.”
There was ruffling as he pulled one of his pillows out from under his head and smacked me lightly in the face with it. “Insane.”
I hugged the new addition to my chest and smiled to myself.
The silence between us had never felt uncomfortable, but now it felt right.
He’d let slip the word ‘forever’.
I didn’t want to leave.
Even though I wouldn’t see him again for a month or two after the last race this weekend. I was being a big, brave girl by spending the break with my mum, pretty much straight after the last race.
It was time I faced things head on. If I truly wanted to be the best version of myself and grow into who I could become, I had to grab the opportunities in front of me.
Though I wasn’t quite capable of asking Luca to join me, even if I wanted to.
This was something I needed to do alone.
And just because we’d fucked once didn’t mean that we… that we weretogetheror anything.
