Chapter 28: Chapter Twenty-Eight - Right Here

Orson

The second we arrive at my place, Everly closes the door behind me and pushes my back against it. Her body presses against mine, and she claims my lips in a heated kiss. I groan, already so turned on. My cock is solid and throbbing, desperate for her mouth or pussy around me. I will be fine with either. Everly doesn’t waste another moment and starts tugging at my clothes. Someone is eager.

She unhooks my belt, pops the button of my jeans, and pulls the zipper down. “Do you have condoms in your wallet?”

“Yes, always,” I smirk.

“Good.” She slips her hand into my pocket, rummaging around for my wallet, her hand brushing over my excitement, and I hiss at the brief contact.

She brings my wallet out and raids through it, pulling the two condoms I have in it and tossing my wallet aside.

“Are we going to do this right here?”

“Yes. Do you have a problem with that?”

I shake my head, flip us around and press her back against the door. I slip my hand under her dress and tear her panties off. They join my clothes on the floor. I hike her dress up by her hips and place my hand between her thighs, brushing my fingers over her folds. The tips are soon wet from her arousal. Everly gasps, arching from the wall.

Everly yanks my jeans and boxers down, and they pool around my ankles. I kick my shoes off and kick them aside. Our lips meet in a heated kiss, and she strokes my cock. I pulse against her fingers. She draws her hand away, rips the condom open and rolls it onto my cock.

“Now, fuck me,” she demands.

I bring one of her legs around my hip and thrust into her, not wasting another moment. We groan in sync at the contact both have been desperate for all night, but won’t admit it. She entangles her fingers in my hair, kisses me and works her hips against mine. I growl loudly. I know I won’t last long; it will need to be a quickie because of all the build up.

I hook my hands under her thighs, lifting her completely from the ground. Her legs tighten around me. I pin her hips to the wall with mine and thrust harder and with more speed. Everly squeals, her nails digging deep into my shoulders. I keep the same pace because it seems to be hitting all the right spots.

“You enjoy my cock more than you like to admit.” I rasp, going in with more depth.

She responds with only a loud moan, her head falling forward. I grab her face and force her to look back at me. “Eyes on me,” I demand.

She whimpers, and it encourages me to continue. She struggles to keep eye contact with me, but manages. I don’t let go of her face.

“Fuck, so good.” She pants as I rail into her.

She may hate me, but she loves it any time my cock is buried deep inside of her. I love how dark her eyes are and how flushed her face is. I loosen her hips from mine, and the second I do, she uses it to her advantage. She matches my speed until we are in perfect sync with one another. My cock tenses.

“By the feel of it, you are coming first. You want this more than me.” She purrs.

“Trust me, you are as close as I am. I can tell by the way your pussy is tightening around me.”

I will make sure she comes first. I slip my hand between us, rubbing her clit as I continue to pound her pussy. Her eyes close tightly, and her back arches from the wall. Her walls tighten around me once more, and her little bundle of nerves pulses against my thumb.

“Don’t fight it. Your body is deceiving you. Come for me.” I command and slap her thigh.

It is enough to send her over the edge. Her entire body shakes as her orgasm rips through her. She cries out and floods my cock, sadly, there is the material of the condom between us, but it still feels good.

“Good girl, that’s it, give it to me,” I say between heavy breaths.

Everly’s head drops forward, and she buries her face in my shoulder. I place my hand against the wall and use it as leverage to fuck her harder. It takes only seconds until my body is hit with orgasm, and I explode into the condom, groaning her name as I do. We ride through the high together and still. The only sound in the room is the sound of our breathing.

“That is just a teaser of what has to come,” I say, breaking the silence after a moment.

I will take as much as I can get because I know once she is free from alcohol again, she won’t let me touch her. I draw out of her, placing her back on her feet. I disappear to dispose of the condom. When I return, Everly is still in the same place, trying to catch her breath.

I smirk and stand proudly in front of her, happy with my work. She looks up, rolls her eyes and heads towards my bedroom.

“I don’t have all night. Let’s go.”

I chuckle at her bossiness. She says it like it is a chore she has to do, but in reality, she enjoys when we fuck, no matter what she says. I hurry after her, ready for whatever she needs or for what she wants to give.