Chapter Thirty-Six - You Sound Sure About That

Chapter Thirty-Six

Orson

Everly and I were back at mine, drinking and trying to forget the events of the night. I don’t know if I was more pissed or embarrassed—a little of both. I didn’t expect her to have my back. No one talks to my family in such a manner. Everly would be the last person I expected to have my back. I don’t know much about her past, but my gut tells me her upbringing and family weren’t great either, toxic like mine.

Everly jumps to her feet, landing perfectly even though she is a little tipsy.

“Where are you going?” I ask, finishing off my drink.

“To put some music on.” She smiles, connecting her cell to my speakers, and music soon plays through them. I have no idea what it is. I don’t listen to music much.

I expect her to sit back on the sofa, but she doesn’t. Instead, she stands in the middle of the living room, her back to me and starts to dance. Her body moves in perfect sync with the beat of the music. I keep my eyes firmly on her, watching the way her hips move perfectly. My tongue darts quickly along my lower lip. She is incredibly sexy, and I can barely handle it. Swallowing hard, I shift on the sofa. I should stop watching, but I can’t. I can feel my cock throbbing in my boxers.

“Enjoying the view of my ass?” Everly asks, smirking over her shoulder at me.

“Yes, but I would enjoy it much more if you tuned and faced me.” I breathe out.

Everly turns to face me, continuing to dance. “Are you that attracted to me, Orson? It makes it hard to breathe?” she purrs, running her hands all over her body.

“And what if I told you, yes?”

I sit up straight, staring right at her as I talk, making sure that my confidence is obvious. I don’t want her to think that she makes me weak. That won’t do. With a sexy smile on her pretty pink lips, she saunters towards me, an aura of confidence surrounding her.

Everly stops in front of. “You could have told me no, but I knew you would have been lying.”

I reach up and place my hands on her hips. “You sound sure about that.”

“Because I am. I notice the way you stare at me, Orson. I hear when my name falls from your lips when you take care of yourself. You may not like me, but one thing I am certain about is that I cross your mind more than you like to admit. You imagine my lips and hands all over you.” Every word is said with confidence and seductiveness.

I could deny it, but what would be the point? It is all true. I open my mouth to speak, but before I can, she climbs into my lap. “Mmm, even now you are excited, and I have even touched you,” she whispers, rocking her hips slowly against me.

Groaning, I grab her hips tighter. “W-w-what are you doing, Everly?”

“Nothing.” She smirks, moving her hips against me once again.

My eyes close over, and the throbbing of my cock intensifies.

“Everly, don’t tease me. If you are messing with me, please stop.”

I am in no mood to be played with tonight. Her head dips down, her lips tracing along my jawline, up to my ear. “Who says I am messing with you, Orson?”

“It wouldn’t be the first time.”

“No, it wouldn’t be.” She replies and removes herself from my lap.

She is messing with me! I should have known better. I look up at her, shaking my head. “I knew it.”

A sexy smile curls onto her lips as she takes the side zipper of her dress between her fingers, pulling it down. My interest is piqued, unless it is all part of some game she is playing with me. The dress falls and puddles around her ankles, and she steps out of it. Her body is perfect! Curves in all the right places and perfect breasts. Every inch of her body is sexy. My cock is now standing at full attention as I drink every part of her in.

“You knew what?” she asks, tilting her head.

I can only let out a ‘hmm,’ unable to find any more words. Everly laughs loudly, turns and walks away. My eyes follow her, burning into her ass, which is on full view since she only has a red thong on. It takes a moment for me to come too.

“Everly, where are you going?”

She stops and turns back to me. Reaching behind her, she unclips her bra, slowly pulling down the straps before she entirely takes it off and tosses it at me. “How about you follow me and find out?”

Everly rushes off. I spring to my feet, rushing after her. It takes me a moment to find her. When I do, she is in my bedroom, sitting on the bottom of the bed, her legs crossed. The only thing she has on is her heels. It is sexy. I stop in the middle of the room.

Everly raises her brow at me. “Are you coming closer or?”

“It depends on what you have planned. Is this all part of a game to get under my skin, or do you want me?”

Uncrossing her legs, she opens them. “What do you think?”

My eyes divert to her pussy instantly. God, I need my cock buried in that as soon as possible. But she could still be messing with me. I don’t move. With a roll of hers, she stands from the bed and saunters towards me. She places her hand on my chest.

“I am not messing with you, Orson. I am horny and you are too. I want sex.” She says matter-of-factly, “The question is, are you going to give it to me?”

Her hand travels downwards with every word, and she rubs me through my jeans. I groan, closing my eyes, and my head falls back. “You know I will.”

“Good, then stop wasting my time,” she demands, crashes her lips to mine and fights with the belt of my jeans and pops the buttons, her hand dipping into my boxers, stroking my cock.

Any control I have left disappears. I pick her up quickly, carry her over to the bed and toss her on it. “I don’t plan on wasting any more time.”

I rid myself of my clothes. I needed to fuck her! I need her tight pussy wrapped around me. It has been too long since the last time, and I am not going to refuse the only chance I may get again for a while.