The Enchanted Ones

Sweet Future

Winslow

"You can't possibly imagine how perfect you were down there." He massages my shoulders. I smile with my face in the pillow while he rubs his hands all over my back. "You're amazing. I hope you know that." His smooth voice whispers.

"I have you to remind me everyday." My smile never leaves my face.

"You are my everything, Winslow. You claimed my soul and my heart and I'm not complaining at all because I would gladly give you my everything. I don't know how I got so lucky to have you, I love you endlessly."

I slightly moan from the pleasure of his hands running through my back. I chuckle and turn around to face him, "You could be a poetry writer with all those sweet words." I cup his face and kiss him on the lips, "I love you too, Everett."

He smiles into the kiss and I melt. "God, I've missed you so bad." He grabs my neck and pushes me closer to him so he can enter his tongue into my mouth and make me moan.

"Me too. I thought I'd never see you again." I breathlessly say.

"I want to do all the things I missed doing to you." He pulls back to stare at me for a moment.

"Then do them, what are you waiting for?" I grin when his eyes sparkle and amusement runs through his features. He takes the fact I'm not wearing a top because we was giving me a massage as an advantage, and starts kissing and bitting down on my throat while unclipping my bra. He's going to leave marks but I couldn't care less. I want him. Badly. I take off his shirt and play with his hair, while softly moaning in his ear as he trails kisses from my throat to my chest. He pulls back and looks at me, then back to my exposed body,

"You're going to be the death of me. Every time I look at you, you make me want to fall to my knees." He slides down my shorts and leaves wet kisses all over the inside of my thighs. "I want to make you feel good." He slowly takes off my panties and slides two fingers inside me, making me moan his name. "So wet for me. Let me prove to you how much I love you." He says and before I know it he's sucking and drinking, making me a moaning mess as I come on his face.

"Fuuuck Everett." My voice cracks, "I need you. Inside me."

"Mmmh, you want me to fuck you like the little good girl you are?" He takes his pants off. I nod my head and take the waistband of his boxers to pull them down, when he grabs my wrist to stop me, "Then use your words, love. Tell me what you want me to do."

"Fuck you," I hiss, but not without adding a defeated, "Touch me, please. Fuck me and make me remember how good you make me feel."

"That's right. Beg for me. You know I like it." We both gasp when he enters me and I close my eyes at the length of him, having to adjust a bit because of how long it's been. He starts moving inside me, making me bite my lip to prevent from screaming. "Fuck I've missed this." He slides a pillow under my back and pulls out, before slamming in hard again. I scream his name, marking his muscled back with my nails. "I forgot how good you feel." His voice comes out raspy and I have to press my head into the pillow to muffle my screams as he's pounding into me like there's no tomorrow.

"Oh my God you're going to make me come faster than I should." I'm panting as he whimpers while pulling back and entering me again, until he reaches the back of me, and he pushes his palm to my stomach, pressing down,

"Can you feel me baby?"

"Yes. Yes fucking yes." I cry out, desperately needing to come.

"You take me so well baby." He grabs my throat, choking me so I can look at him while he's destroying my insides, but pleasures me like no one else would ever imagine.