Didn’t matter. It wasn’t a question. I could see the evidence of her arousal for myself.
“I’m going to eat your pussy,” I informed her simply because I liked the verbal exchange. “Do you have a problem with that?”
“No.”
I smiled at the rasp in her voice.
“And once I make you come with my tongue, I’m going to watch you ride my dick.”
Her eyes widened, lips parted.
“Is that what you want?”
Heaven nodded.
“Say it aloud.”
“Yes.”
“Good girl.” I met her gaze, held it. “But when I’m done, I’m going back to my bed. Alone. That’s the only way this works.”
She seemed surprised, whether from my honesty or the words themselves, I wasn’t sure. Didn’t matter. I would only be truthful with her. And something told me Heaven needed that.
“Do you understand?”
“Yes.”
“And you still want this?”
Her eyes locked on mine. “I definitely want this.”
It was then that I showed Heaven the hunger that lurked within. I wasn’t gentle as I positioned her to my liking, bending her in half, diving between her legs like I was starved. I didn’t rush, licking and sucking, thrusting, teasing. All the while I took my cues from her urgent pleas and the rough tug on my hair. It took far less time than I’d intended to give before she was coming, her back arching off the bed, thighs gripping my head as she came undone.
Before I could dive back in for a second helping of her lovely cunt, Heaven took the reins. I chuckled when she tried to flip me over, giving in to the pressure she applied to my torso and rolling to my back. I’d barely had time to get flat when she was on me, straddling my hips and guiding my cock to the heat of her.
I groaned, forcing my eyes to remain open, refusing to let my thoughts drift elsewhere. There was a part of me that wished she was Everly, but I refused to give it any attention because Heaven deserved better than that. I’d told her how this would work, and she had accepted it. The least I could do was stay right here with her.
“Ian!”
“Ride me,” I growled. “Fuck me, Heaven. Take what you need.”
Her movements were jerky as she rocked on my cock, attempting to gain a rhythm that seemed just out of reach. I assisted, gripping her hips and stilling her momentarily.
“Put your hands on my chest.”
She did.
“Now lift and lower yourself on me. Take my cock as deep as you can.”
Heaven closed her eyes, doing what I said. I moved my grip to her hands, holding them to my chest as she found a pace that worked for her. Before long, she was dropping down on my dick, driving me deep inside her. I could feel that tell-tale tingle as her warm pussy milked me, the warning that my orgasm wasn’t far off. I held out, letting her take what she wanted.
“Come on my cock,” I urged, feeling her way her pussy fluttered over me.
“Ian!”
Ah, yes. Just like that.
I remained beneath her as she rode the wave of her orgasm. Only when her upper body relaxed did I roll her beneath me and pound into her, taking my own pleasure from her body. But it wasn’t all about me. I worked her right to the edge once more, driving her over with my thumb on her clit. When she came that time, it was with a strangled sigh.
Then … only then did I find my release.
I draped her knees over my forearms and held myself over her, pounding into her, filling her, stretching her. Her fingernails dug into my shoulders as she took every inch of me inside, her breaths being driven from her with every punishing thrust. But she took me like a champ, even if she remained far too quiet for my taste.
“Fuck … I’m—” Yep, I was coming.
My hips slammed forward one final time. As my cock jerked, I closed my eyes and imagined it was Everly’s body I was coming deep inside.
Needless to say, I wasn’t proud of that moment.
NINE
Dante
Monday, May 27, 2019
By the time everyone stumbled out of their hidey-holes the following morning, I was finished stretching, ready to hit the pavement.
Ian arrived first, Isaac close behind.
“The girls?” I asked, already knowing their answer.
“Asleep,” they said at the same time.
I grinned. “You don’t know how many times they offered to run with me and wouldn’t get out of bed.”
“Well, we’ll keep you company.” Ian smirked. “If you can keep up.”
“I can hold my own.”
“If you can make it back before us, you can cook breakfast.”
I grinned. “Yeah?”
“Yup. And if we make it back first, you can cook breakfast naked.”
“Hope you’re not making bacon,” Isaac said as he headed for the back door.
I fell into step as we walked up the hill to the road. From what I could tell, there was a relatively good amount of land allocated to each of the properties, but the houses were relatively close together considering.
