Chapter 21: Chapter Twenty-One

Everett

I don’t waste another minute. I needed to make her come and shake for me. Would I rather fuck her? Yes, of course, but she isn’t ready for that. So, for now, I will give her a taste of what I can do to her. I can sense she is nervous. I hook my fingers into the band of her shorts, and she lifts her hips, allowing me to remove them from her. I take her panties off too, tossing them both onto the floor.

I groan when I see her pussy in full view to me. She shifts nervously beneath me. Why is she so nervous? It isn’t like she is a virgin and has never had sex before. She needs to relax. I slowly run my hands up her legs and onto her thighs, massaging them with my hands.

“Relax, sweetness,” I say softly.

“I am trying.” She whispers, closing her eyes and takes a few deep breaths.

“Are you sure you want this?”

“Yes. I want it.” She replies.

Thank God! I brush my fingers over her folds and clit once again. She lets out a deep moan and bites on her lower lip. I smirk and dip my head down, tracing my lips up her left inner thigh and down her right. The heat radiates from her pussy onto my face. Her back arches from the bed.

“Everett, please?” she begs, grinding.

In a normal situation, I would make her tell me exactly what she wanted, but it would be too much for her. There is plenty of time for that. I flick my tongue over her clit and down her gleaming folds, groaning the second I taste her on my tongue. And with that first taste, I am hooked. I grip her thighs roughly in my hands and run my tongue over every inch of her pussy, exploring the new territory for me. I dip my tongue inside of her and circle my thumb on her clit before pressing against it with pressure.

Aubrey writhes below me, crying out, and her fingers entangle in my hair. I quicken my tongue in her pussy before I draw out, focusing it on her folds.

“Yes! So good.” She whimpers, her head falling back.

Damn! I love the sounds coming from her lips. It is time to bring her to the edge. I swap my tongue and fingers, thrusting two fingers deeply into her and using my tongue on her throbbing bundle of nerves. I curl my fingers and stroke against her sensitive flesh. Aubrey’s entire body shakes. Her legs come around me, and she pushes herself tighter against me. It makes it a little harder to breathe, but I can deal with it. I tug her clit between my teeth, sucking on it and thrust my fingers rougher.

“Oh God! Everett! I am close.” She squeals, tightening around my fingers.

It takes only another moment before her orgasm rips through her. Her juices coat my fingers, and she comes completely undone. It is the effect I have on women. I ride her through her high, making sure to clean her up my tongue before I pull away and get back onto my knees. I try to ignore the intense throbbing of my cock.

Aubrey’s eyes meet mine. I smirk and pop my fingers into my mouth, sucking on them and groan, not breaking eye contact even for a second. She moans softly, licking her lips.

“Mmm, you really do taste good. How was that for you, gorgeous?”

I knew it was perfect for her, but I will see what she says.

“I have never had one, um, so quick or intense.” She whispers, nervous again.

“Good, glad you enjoyed it. I knew you would.” I reply confidently.

Her eyes divert to my evident excitement. “W-w-what about you? That can’t be comfortable.”

“Don’t worry about that. I can fix that myself.”

She seems surprised by my response. “Really? You aren’t going to demand I return the favour?”

“Demand? No, I would never demand anything from you. And why choose the word demand?”

Her eyes fill with sadness, and she looks away. “Nothing, it doesn’t matter. I should get cleaned up.”

What happened with her ex? It must have been something?

Aubrey grabs her shorts and quickly pulls them off, climbs out of bed and rushes out of the room. What just happened? I sit here, confused. Did I say something I shouldn’t have? She confuses me so much. One minute she is fine, and the next minute she closes up. I sigh and turn to sit on the edge of the bed, running my fingers through my hair. I stand and strip the sheet from the bed. Aubrey made a mess of it. I toss it in the laundry basket and go to find her. I assume she is in the bathroom.

I knock on the door. “Aubrey, are you okay?”

“Yes, I am fine. I will be out soon.” She calls back.

I wasn’t sure if I believed her, but to be honest, I am not here to make her feel better or listen to her problems and deal with her emotions. Nothing has changed. I have one aim! I want to fuck her, nothing more.

“Okay,” I reply and leave her to it.

Hopefully, she won’t be much longer because I need a cold shower. I busy myself with changing the bed and making a start on some food. Ten minutes later, I hear her leave the bathroom, and she comes to find me.

“I should head home.” She says softly.

“No, you will stay. I am making breakfast for us, and after that, you can leave.”

“I am not really hungry.” She shrugs.

“You need to eat. I am not letting you leave until you do.” I state firmly.

She rolls her eyes and takes a seat at the table. I chuckle at her little strop. I make some coffee and set a mug in front of her. “Drink.”

“God, why are you so bossy all of the time?”

I laugh and rest my lips at her ear. “You have no idea how bossy I can be, sweetness.” I rasp and nip on her earlobe.

She moans, and her hold on the mug tightens. I smirk and pull away, returning to making breakfast. Now that she has had a taste of what I can do, it will be easier for me to get what I am really after. It will make it harder for her to resist me. I hate slow, but I will do what I need.