King(25)

His expressionless face swiftly turned to one of lust. He jerked his shirt off, snapping several of the buttons as he toed off his shoes. Evie bent forward, unbuckling his trousers and unzipping them, pulling out his cock.

Evie gave a murmur of approval. “Not bad for an old man.” Damn, a younger man in his twenties would be envious of the erection she held in her hand. Unable to resist, she scooted to the edge of the bed, taking his cock in her mouth.

“Fuck,” King hissed.

Evie smiled against him as she took him to the back of her throat in an experienced move she had perfected long ago. Her fingers pulled him out of his pants farther to be able to reach more of him. She felt King sliding his pants down and kicking them away without budging his cock from her greedy mouth. Her tongue slid up and down his length as she took him to the back of her throat, swallowing against him.

His hands went to her hair, but he didn’t try to push her down on him; instead, he used it to keep her steady as he began fucking her mouth. Her hand went to his balls, lifting the heavy sacs as she explored them while taking him even deeper.

Evie slid out of the bed, going to her knees on the floor. Taking her mouth off his cock, she went between his thighs to suck one ball, then the other into her mouth, her tongue lashing the tender flesh.

King used his hand in her hair to bring her back to his cock, guiding her back with his hand. “Open your mouth.”

Evie willingly opened her mouth, letting him thrust back inside. She rubbed her breasts against his thighs, teasing her nipples as his thrusts sped up. Evie thought he was about to come; however, he had already lasted longer than she’d thought he would.

His hand pulled her hair as he jerked her head away from his cock, using it to make her stand. As he tossed her onto the bed, Evie panted, waiting to see what he was going to do next.

When King turned to the nightstand, Evie saw him pull out a condom, putting it on. She parted her thighs, her hand going between her legs as she stroked her clit. His face tensed as he watched her.

Reaching forward, he slapped her hand. Shocked, Evie removed her hand.

“This is mine until I’m done with it. That means no one touches it, pleasures it, but me. And that includes you.”

Evie became angry. “Fuck off then.”

“I’m going to get off in about ten minutes when I finish fucking that pussy of yours.”

Evie started to argue but decided against it. Why start an argument over something he didn’t mean anyway and she had no intention of obeying?

“Then get to it, or I’ll let my fingers do the job.”

King laughed. “The problem is you’ve forgotten how much going slow can build your orgasm.”

“You’re going to give me a lesson on fucking?”

“It will be one you will never forget.”

Evie’s head fell back on the mattress laughing, until King slammed his cock home in one thrust. Then, her laughter turned to a long moan as he began building her passion by tilting her pelvis up, his cock sliding against her g-spot with every hard thrust. His hand pressed down on her belly, making her shudder at the feel of him inside her. Damn, he knew how to fuck.

Evie wiggled her hips, trying to thrust against him, but he controlled her movements.

“I like having you underneath me, Evie. I like your tight pussy wrapped around my cock. Damn, it’s hard to pick which one I want: to come in your pussy or your mouth.”

“My pussy. I need to come,” Evie threw in her vote.

“Are you always a greedy bitch when you fuck?”

“Yes, and I prefer doing it without all the chit-chat,” she moaned.

King’s hands tightened on her thighs, spreading her wider while his thumb brushed against her clit before sliding under the hood giving her the added friction she needed.

Evie felt her climax strike with waves of sensations that had her tossing on his bed, gripping his cock with her inner muscles. King groaned above her, pushing her legs up and pulling her hips closer, making her take every inch of his cock as he came.

When he finished, he pulled out then took off his condom, throwing it away in the trashcan beside the bed.

Evie tiredly closed her legs as she felt herself lifted and placed on the middle of the bed. The sex and alcohol she’d consumed were finally hitting her. With only a brief hour’s sleep the night before, she was exhausted.

As King started to wake her up, she sensed he didn’t want her to sleep in his bed, but she had no intention of getting up. She heard him picking up their clothes from the floor before going to the bathroom. As soon as the door closed, she climbed beneath the covers, snuggling down into the bed. Stretching out, she let her body relax on the silken sheets.