"Ev," I panted, still shocked we were in this position. "You don't have to do this."
Everly looked down at me, her hands on my bare chest steading herself, her damp hair cascading over her face.
"I want to," she said quietly, biting her lip. I shivered, feeling very uncomfortable in this situation, but also very turned on. I had never been topped before, and I was still trying to figure out if I was ok with it.
Until my mind completely went blank from the sudden pressure of her center gliding against mine.
"Fuck-" I gasped, my fingers digging into her hips. Everly moaned lightly, her head leaning back. She slowly gyrated her hips into mine, her fingers brushing over the tattoos on the sides of my rib cage. I felt her wetness cover my center, which was equally soaked, and I felt like I could drown in all the emotions I was feeling. Uncertainty, self-consciousness, sexual frustration, anxiety, lust. But above all, love.
Suddenly she was leaning down to practically lay on top of me, still moving her hips against mine, and she latched our lips together in a desperate kiss. My eyebrows furrowed, and I sighed into her mouth. She ran her tongue along my bottom lip, and I automatically granted her access. Our tongues soon danced together, making her moan into my mouth, and I gripped her waist tighter.
"You are so beautiful," I whispered when she sat back up. She then smiled down at me with a slight blush on her cheeks. The light from outside the window was illuminating her soft face, making her look angelic.
"Your uncomfortable with this," she stated, a mischievous glint in her eye as she ground her center down with even more pressure on mine slowly.
"It's definitely not what I'm used to," I sputtered in return. She smirked and bit her lip again.
"I'll make it worth it," she whispered.
Then, steading herself on the headboard, she began moving at a faster pace. Our centers melted together, becoming one, and I hissed out loud and grabbed her thighs tight, holding on for dear life. Never had I shown this much emotion with another girl before, but I didn't care. Everly made me feel completely different, in many different ways, and I couldn't explain it.
Before I knew it, I was exploding in a giant climax, my first with her, and I cried out, thanking God no one could hear us. She came at the same time, calling out my name in that sweet voice of hers. She looked even more gorgeous than usual, her head thrown back, death grip on the headboard, her hips moving frantically against mine.
Everly then crumpled on top of me, no energy left, with a whimper. As our breathing slowed down to normal, I rubbed her back and she kept her face tucked into my neck. After a while, she spoke.
"Was that ok?" she asked, moving her face to the side to look at me but not getting up. I chuckled, wondering how one minute she could be so confident and seductive, yet the next go back to being shy and slightly closed off. This served to remind me that I still knew very little about her past.
"It was wonderful. You are much better than what you give yourself credit for," I replied. She smiled sheepishly, and I fully wrapped my arms around her, pulling the covers over us.
"You sleepy?" I asked quietly. She just barely nodded in response, letting out a quiet sigh, and I pressed a kiss to her temple.
"Goodnight," I whispered, closing my eyes.
****
Light fluttered in from the curtains, making me squint as I woke up. Everly was beside me, laying on her stomach with only her lower half covered in the blankets. I smiled and propped myself up on my elbows to get a better look at the masterpiece before me.
Her back was perfectly tan, with no lines. I shivered at the thought of her laying on some beach in California with her bikini straps undone just to get a perfect tan. Her blonde hair was sprawled out across her upper back and pillow, and it almost glowed in the morning sun. My eyes traveled further south to take in her lower back, and I could not stop myself from leaning down to place feather light kisses on the dimples just above the swell of her ass. This made her stir in her sleep and breath in deeply.
"Morning," I whispered against her skin, making her shiver.
"Mmm," Everly mumbled in return, not even opening her eyes. I kissed my way up her spine and the back of her neck, then down her jawline.
"We need to get on the road," I said against her lips, and she nodded softly.
"Coffee," she sighed after a moment. Then she dragged herself out of bed before finding one of my shirts on the floor and tugging it on.
"Do you have to put clothes on?" I asked, sitting up in bed, fully exposed with a smirk. She cocked an eyebrow and threw me a shirt.
"We can't get distracted, we have to get back home so we can get to work on time," she replied, walking towards the kitchen. I laughed and did as I was told.
It was at least worth a try.
****
"Please drive safe," my Mom said as she gave me a third hug. I chuckled.
"I promise I'll keep it under one twenty," I replied as I pulled away, receiving a slap to my arm.
"I mean it," she said sternly, pulling Everly in for a hug.
"You keep her in line, will ya?" Mom asked her. Everly laughed.
"Yes ma'am I'll try," she replied. Dad came up and gave me a quick hug.
"Don't be a stranger now," he said simply, and I nodded. Then Calvin came up and took his turn with both Everly and I, hugging Everly first.
"You stay out of trouble in that fancy college," I said, lightly ruffling his hair. He swatted my hand away and grinned.
"Probably not," he replied with a shrug.
"It was nice meeting you all," Everly said as I opened the truck door for her. Mom, Dad and Calvin all stood together in the driveway in front of the porch.
"You come back anytime, no invitation need dear," my Mom replied, waving.
We said our last goodbyes and pulled out of the driveway, windows rolled down. I glanced over at Everly and she smiled back at me.
"Thank you for bringing me with you. I loved your family," she said. I nodded, then brought my hand to rest on the inside of her thigh as I entered the on ramp for the highway.
"Your welcome," I replied simply. She placed her hand on top of mine, and we made our way back home.
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Straight As A Garden Hose
RomanceCharlie Kind is a Texas girl, clad in black with her aviators on in her jacked up truck. And no, she's not a cowgirl. She lives in San Antonio, and works at a local pub as a bartender, and a very good one at that. With charm and confidence, she's be...