She cupped her breasts. “As if I’m not already addicted to you.”
Her words filled me with fire. “Then, hang on for the ride, beautiful.”
She locked her legs around my back, and I pulled my hips back. I slammed into her, feeling her essence slowly trickle down my balls as her back arched. She clawed at the kitchen table, knocking off her coffee mug of wine that went crashing to the floor. And as the liquid splattered all over my marble floor, I kept my eyes locked with her.
Locked with the flush of her skin.
Locked with the bouncing of her tits.
Locked with the sight of my cock disappearing into her pussy.
I couldn’t get enough of her.
If she says “yes,” we’re making this a regular thing.
“Gavin,” she groaned.
My hands planted onto the kitchen table as I hovered over her. I rocked against her, grinding my tightly wound curls against her swollen clit. Her eyes bulged as her hands slid up my arms, then she raked her nails down my skin, a sensation that shivered me to my core and made my dick grow thicker against her walls.
“Shit, shit, shit, shit,” she hissed.
I growled with every thrust I managed. “Goddammit, Eva, you feel amazing.”
She bucked ravenously against me, her pussy hungry for more as the sounds of wet skin slapping wet skin filled the air. My balls pulled up as her walls collapsed around my cock, sending her into a spiraled frenzy of lust and carnal desire. Her jaw unhinged in silent pleasure before I covered her mouth with my own, swallowing her sounds down until there was nothing left. And with one last pump of my hips, my dick finally exploded.
I grunted down the back of her throat while her tongue danced the tango with my own. I curled my fingertips into the top of the table, rutting against her like a wild fucking animal. Stream after stream of arousal shot from the tip of my girth, filling her to the brim before the evidence of our debauchery spilled onto the table beneath us.
I resisted the urge to collapse on top of her while she panted, and instead, I gazed into the post-coital bliss Eva’s eyes afforded me.
And I knew I was in trouble in all the best ways.
I kissed her lips softly. “My shower is yours if you’d like it.”
She shook her head slowly. “Might just get into more trouble there.”
I winked. “A woman after my own heart.”
She giggled, and the blush that colored her cheeks became my favorite color in the entire world. It suited her so well, and I wanted to keep providing that for her for all the days she lived with me. But, the moment burst the second she sat up, and my cock fell from between her legs.
“I should head home and get some rest for tomorrow. The morning will be here before we know it.”
I backed away and pulled my clothes up my legs. “You’ve got a point.”
She quickly got dressed as well. “I’ll see you as soon as I can get off work?”
I nodded. “I’m looking forward to it.”
We side-stepped the spilled wine and had a small moment of laughter together. I ushered Eva to the front door with my hand on the small of her back, and I could’ve sworn I felt her lean against my palm just a little bit harder than usual. I buried my grin as I opened the door. I escorted her out to her car and briefly wondered if she’d accept a “business vehicle” from me. Her car looked like it was on half of its last leg.
“If you want to stay, I can always have Lucas drive you to work tomorrow,” I said.
She opened her car door. “I really should be getting home. I need a shower and some time to think about how to break things to Guadalupe and Yuslan.”
I nodded as I held onto her door. “Of course. I understand.”
She sank into her seat. “Thank you.”
I bent forward. “And if you do decide to take me up on that job offer, we’re going to see about getting you a vehicle for business purposes. If you’re going to be driving my little girl around, you’ll be doing it in something that looks a bit safer than this car.”
