Chapter 17: Chapter Seventeen - A One Time Thing

Orson

Everly and I stumble into our suite, our lips attached in a heated kiss. I kick the door behind us and press her back against it, pulling at one another’s clothes. I part from the kiss, dipping my head down to trace my lips over her neck. She moans, entangling her fingers in my hair, tugging at it roughly.

“This is a one time thing. It will never happen again. I am drunk and horny and couldn’t be assed looking for someone else. Don’t think you can put it in the contract because I am allowing it to happen once.” She breathes out.

“Mmm, I may just add it to the contract,” I reply and sink my teeth into her neck.

“You do, and I won’t sign. We both lose, then. No more talking.” She exclaims and brings my lips back to hers.

She forces her tongue into my mouth and fights with my belt, yanking my jeans down. I kick my shoes off, then climb out of my jeans and kick them aside as well. I flip her around, her front against the door. Unzipping her dress, I graze my fingers along the skin of her back. I press my body against her, my evident arousal digging into her ass. It surprised me how quickly she got me hard. All it took was a kiss and her body close to mine.

I slip my arm around and place my hand on her throat. She whimpers and squeezes her thighs together. She likes it. “Can you feel what you caused?” I growl.

Everly grinds her ass back against me. I hiss and fling her around to face me. I crash my lips to hers and hook my hands under her thighs, lifting her from the ground. She wraps her legs and arms around me. I make sure to hold her tightly and carry her towards my room, our lips staying connected. She rocks against me, and my cock throbs below her. Fuck! How does this feel so good?

We reach my room, and I toss her onto the bed. I stand at the bottom, remove my shirt, and take a moment to admire the view. Damn, her body is perfect. The curves of her hips and her toned stomach are sexy. I groan and lick my lips. My cock throbs at the sight.

Everly rests up on her elbows. “Can we get to it? I am not here for you to stare at. I want sex, not admiration or talking.”

“Bossy much?”

“You don’t know the half of it.” She smirks.

Impatient too. She is lucky I am not one of those men whose feelings are hurt easily or who likes communication during sex, or I would be offended. She rids herself of her bra, exposing her breasts to me. A nice handful, the nipples already hard. I take my place over and reach down, kissing over her breasts and circling my tongue on each of her nipples. She cries out, arching from the bed.

I am going to drive her crazy tonight. I will prove to her that what I said was true. I will give her the best night of her life. Her skin heats under my lips. I kiss down her stomach and brush my lips over her panties, and the warmth radiates from her pussy. She gasps loudly. I smirk and move down, running my tongue over her inner thigh, shifting to the other one, kissing the sensitive skin. I know it’s sensitive because it’s the same for most women.

She lifts her hips and pushes her pussy into my face. For someone who claims she doesn’t want me, she sure as hell is eager for me to give her something. I focus back on her panties and rip them from her, tossing them onto the floor. I brush my nose over her folds and her clit, taking her scent in. Everly moans loudly, fisting the sheets.

I draw back and glance up at her. She glares down at me. “Are you going eat my pussy, or do I need to use my fingers to get myself off?”

Fuck me! She isn’t shy, is she?

“Oh, I plan on it, and it is going to be the best thing you’ve ever had.”

“Prove it.” She challenges.

I lick my lips before I bury my face between her thighs. I flick my tongue quickly over her clit, and it pulses against me. I drag it down her folds and back up. She squirms under me, her fingers entangling in my hair once more.

“Fuck, so good.” She breathes out.

I explore every inch of her sweet pussy with my tongue before I dip it into her. I use my thumb on her clit as I circle my tongue inside of her. She pulls at my hair and grinds her pussy against my face. I groan and quicken the speed of both my tongue and thumb.

“Yes, like that.” She calls out.

Her legs begin to shake. She is close already. If I wanted to be an asshole, I could pull away right now and now allow her to come, but I won’t because I am anxious for a taste of her.

I continue what I am doing, and her moans become louder, and her body gleams with droplets of sweat. She lets go of my hair and takes the bedding between her fingers.

“I am going to come.” She squeals.

Her orgasm dominates her, and her juices flood my tongue. I growl, drinking her up, not missing a single drop, taking her through her high. I love the taste of pussy. I don’t stop until she has nothing else to give me, and her body slums against the bed weakened from the pleasure.

I kiss up her body and tower over her, my hands on each side of her. “Mmm, you taste good.”

She opens her eyes to look up at me. Her eyes are dark, and her cheeks are red. I smirk and lick my lips.

“I will give you it. You are good with your tongue and fingers. I don’t usually come so easily and quickly with oral.” She says between her pants.

“I wasn’t lying when I told you I would give you the best night of your life.”

I say every word with confidence because the night is still early, and I have already proven it to her.

Everly places her hands on my chest and, in one swift movement, switches position so I am below her. “And I am going to give you the best ride of your life. My sucking skills are pretty damn great too.” She purrs, her confidence matching mine.

I mimic what she said to me. “Prove it.”

I am eager to see what she has got to give. I know she has a lot of experience, so I don’t believe I will be disappointed.