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Authors: Rachel Billings
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back, but it was a battle he was losing.
“You feel so good.” He strained once, not really fucking her, but arching in for that last little bit of penetration. “So fucking tight. Hot. Evvie.”
That last came out on a moan, and he gave over. He started fucking her, plummeting in and then withdrawing, growling and wrapping himself around her. “Oh, oh.”
His hands clutched at her, his fingers straining against her skin. He dug his knees in, lifting up so he could plunge deeper.
She felt him, every inch of him penetrating, possessing her. Accommodating to his girth, her pussy was so stretched that each thrust pulled at her, stimulating her clit and driving her up. Her body rocked, flexing to meet him as he shoved deeper. She wanted to have all of him.
He pounded into her, his moans turning deep and feral, his words earthy and crude. He gripped her hard, lifting up to see her face.
“Evvie.” He fucked into her again and again. “Come. Evvie.”
It seemed his will alone could make it happen. But there was no need for his urging. The thrust of his cock was doing it all, filling her, stimulating her clit, driving her over. She started to spasm, bucking hard underneath him, crying out. Her body wracked with it. Her consciousness scattered, exploding into smithereens, driven to oblivion.
As if from a far distance, she heard him come, the roar of it. Felt the powerful spasms of his body and the hot spurts of his cum.
* * * *
Gio had her once more during the night. He vaguely remembered falling into sleep—or, maybe more likely, a coma—after that incredible orgasm.
There’d never been anything like it. Her hot cunt fit like it was made just for him. Her whole body responded like an instrument tuned to his needs alone. And her sweet, gentle, giving self soothed him like no other.
He was a fucking goner.
And when he woke, to that ever so delightful ass snugged up against his already hard again cock, well, there was no doubt about what was going to happen.
Luckily, she didn’t mind waking up to him shoving into her pussy from behind. She arched with a little murmur and made way for him.
“Again, Ev.”
“Yes. I will always want you.”
Despite those incendiary words, he tried to take it easy with her, just fucking in a little bit. He pushed her over some, so he could grasp one of those spectacular tits and diddle her with his other hand.
She was up for all of it and didn’t require that he go gentle on her. Pretty soon she was panting, humping back to get more cock. Unable to hold back any longer, he rolled on top of her. Then he banged her hard, slapping up against that sweet ass, fingering her clit good.
She was shaking, overcome, as he got her there. He didn’t let up but pushed her harder until she was shrieking, until the hot spasms of her cunt drove him to his own brutal climax.
He collapsed on top of her, involuntary tremors still rattling through him. It was several long minutes before he had the good grace to roll off and let her breathe.
It was an action he bitterly regretted the next time he woke.
She was gone.
Chapter Four
Evangeline wasn’t proud of the way she left Giovanni. It felt a little skanky—mean, even—waiting for him to fall asleep again, lying quietly with him until the sky started to lighten and then sneaking away. She was afraid he would be hurt.
It had been different with Briggs. He was off on a trip to Scotland. There’d been no question of them hanging around, spending the day together or whatever. Well, there’d been that thing where he’d asked her to go with him. But she hadn’t taken that seriously. That had been a spur of the moment, sex-drugged ramble, not a genuine invitation.
She was pretty sure.
Briggs wouldn’t really miss her, wouldn’t really regret that she’d saved him an awkward good-bye.
She hoped.
She suspected it would be different with Giovanni. What had happened between them, well, it hadn’t been just play. She thought
“You feel so good.” He strained once, not really fucking her, but arching in for that last little bit of penetration. “So fucking tight. Hot. Evvie.”
That last came out on a moan, and he gave over. He started fucking her, plummeting in and then withdrawing, growling and wrapping himself around her. “Oh, oh.”
His hands clutched at her, his fingers straining against her skin. He dug his knees in, lifting up so he could plunge deeper.
She felt him, every inch of him penetrating, possessing her. Accommodating to his girth, her pussy was so stretched that each thrust pulled at her, stimulating her clit and driving her up. Her body rocked, flexing to meet him as he shoved deeper. She wanted to have all of him.
He pounded into her, his moans turning deep and feral, his words earthy and crude. He gripped her hard, lifting up to see her face.
“Evvie.” He fucked into her again and again. “Come. Evvie.”
It seemed his will alone could make it happen. But there was no need for his urging. The thrust of his cock was doing it all, filling her, stimulating her clit, driving her over. She started to spasm, bucking hard underneath him, crying out. Her body wracked with it. Her consciousness scattered, exploding into smithereens, driven to oblivion.
As if from a far distance, she heard him come, the roar of it. Felt the powerful spasms of his body and the hot spurts of his cum.
* * * *
Gio had her once more during the night. He vaguely remembered falling into sleep—or, maybe more likely, a coma—after that incredible orgasm.
There’d never been anything like it. Her hot cunt fit like it was made just for him. Her whole body responded like an instrument tuned to his needs alone. And her sweet, gentle, giving self soothed him like no other.
He was a fucking goner.
And when he woke, to that ever so delightful ass snugged up against his already hard again cock, well, there was no doubt about what was going to happen.
Luckily, she didn’t mind waking up to him shoving into her pussy from behind. She arched with a little murmur and made way for him.
“Again, Ev.”
“Yes. I will always want you.”
Despite those incendiary words, he tried to take it easy with her, just fucking in a little bit. He pushed her over some, so he could grasp one of those spectacular tits and diddle her with his other hand.
She was up for all of it and didn’t require that he go gentle on her. Pretty soon she was panting, humping back to get more cock. Unable to hold back any longer, he rolled on top of her. Then he banged her hard, slapping up against that sweet ass, fingering her clit good.
She was shaking, overcome, as he got her there. He didn’t let up but pushed her harder until she was shrieking, until the hot spasms of her cunt drove him to his own brutal climax.
He collapsed on top of her, involuntary tremors still rattling through him. It was several long minutes before he had the good grace to roll off and let her breathe.
It was an action he bitterly regretted the next time he woke.
She was gone.
Chapter Four
Evangeline wasn’t proud of the way she left Giovanni. It felt a little skanky—mean, even—waiting for him to fall asleep again, lying quietly with him until the sky started to lighten and then sneaking away. She was afraid he would be hurt.
It had been different with Briggs. He was off on a trip to Scotland. There’d been no question of them hanging around, spending the day together or whatever. Well, there’d been that thing where he’d asked her to go with him. But she hadn’t taken that seriously. That had been a spur of the moment, sex-drugged ramble, not a genuine invitation.
She was pretty sure.
Briggs wouldn’t really miss her, wouldn’t really regret that she’d saved him an awkward good-bye.
She hoped.
She suspected it would be different with Giovanni. What had happened between them, well, it hadn’t been just play. She thought
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