Page 38 of Beautiful Crazy
Everett is kissing me.
His palm slides from my cheek to the back of my neck, nails grazing the flesh on my nape, sending a layer of goosebumps all over my body. Parting our lips, his tongue licks into my mouth, rolling with mine, the flavor of him exploding on my taste buds. Every inch of me is on fireas our lips move together, as we savor one another. My skin tingles, my head fuzzy, and I can feel myself getting wetter by the second, a reaction I haven’t had to another person in many, many years. I almost forgot how fucking good making out feels.
It doesn’t take long for us to lose ourselves to each other. I shift in his lap until I’m full-on straddling him, both of his hands coming down to grab ahold of my ass as my hips rock against him, feeling his hard length under me, the throb settling deep in my core becoming stronger by the moment. A thought pops into my mind, somehow pushing through the fog and lust floating around, that has me breaking the kiss.
“We should go to my room,” I breathe against his lips, forehead resting against his, chest rising and falling as my heart beats erratically. “In case Sutton wakes up, I don’t want him finding us like this on the porch.”
His lips curl. “Good call.”
Tightening his grip on my ass, he stands up, my legs wrapping around his waist easily, like it’s the most natural thing I’ve ever done. A giggle bubbles up my throat as he begins walking us into the house, carrying me like I weigh nothing. It’s hot as hell.
Walking into my room and kicking the door shut behind him, Everett doesn’t bother turning on the light as he strolls inside, dropping me onto the bed. Faint light spills in from out the window, but other than that, we’re blanketed in darkness. My clit throbs and my nipples tighten as he runs his gaze appreciatively down the length of my body before coming back up to my face again. I scoot up to the top of my bed as he crawls on after me, and there’ssomething so primal and sexy about the way he’s eyeing me. Like he wants todevourme.
Andgod,do I want him to do just that.
Everett positions himself between my legs, his large, wide frame boxing me in as his arms plant on either side of my head. Nerves still clutch at my chest, but that feeling is heavily overweighed by arousal and excitement.
“You okay?” he asks, his voice nothing more than a gravelly rasp, giving away just how turned on he is. And knowing he’s turned on, yet pausing to make sure I’m okay, does nothing but turnmeon more.
I nod, reaching up and fisting his shirt, tugging him closer to me. “More than okay,” I whisper against his mouth before he crashes his lips into mine. His body comes down on mine, crowding me in the very best way as he licks into my mouth, sucking on my tongue as a moan escapes my throat.
My entire body is on fire, and I’m craving so much more. It’s like this part of me has been dormant for so long, and it’s finally been awoken. I feel out of control as my arms wrap around his neck and my back arches, seeking any sort of friction from Everett.
“Fuck, Gemma,” he gasps as he works his way across my jaw, down to my throat. He kisses a spot right under my ear, making me shiver. Working his way down my body, he gets to my chest, where he peppers it with kisses before grabbing the hem of my tank top and tugging it up, freeing my breasts.
The cool air from the room, paired with the heat in his gaze as he takes me in, sends goosebumps all over my flesh. A sexy half smile spreads on his face as his eyes lift tomeet mine just as he dips his head down and takes one of my hard, sensitive nipples between his teeth. I gasp at the contact, the sound quickly morphing into a moan as he sucks the pebbled bud into his mouth, tongue swirling around.
He pops off, but not before tugging on it ever so gently with his teeth, moving quickly over to the other one. His hand comes up, replacing where his mouth was a moment before, tweaking it between his fingers. Everett pulls off far too soon, an actual whimper falling from my lips as his hot, wet tongue licks a trail down my abdomen, dipping quickly into my navel before he continues his descent.
My heart thrashes against my ribs as he peers up at me from beneath his dark lashes, hooking his fingers into the waistband of my shorts.
“Want me to keep going?” he rasps, and the sound heats my blood.
The answer is immediate, a nod of my head that saysyesss. Because while the idea of him seeing metheremakes me more nervous than I can even voice, it also makes me so goddamn hot seeing how much he wants me. Seeing how he can’t keep his hands and lips off me. I also can’t deny the deep ache that has settled between my thighs since the minute he dropped me on this bed.
“Don’t you dare stop,” I practically growl at him, the roughness in my voice foreign to my own ears.
Chuckling, he leans in, pressing another heated kiss to the skin right above my waist before he tugs the material down my thighs. I lift my hips, making it easier for him, and as soon as they’re off, my cheeks heat, and I appreciatehis choice to not turn on the light because then he’d see how red they are.
It’s been years since I’ve been naked around a man.
I internally panic about what he may think about my stretch marks or the way my boobs aren’t as perky as they once were before having a kid or the way my vagina definitely doesn’t look the same as it did ten years ago before pushing out a child. But the thoughts are fleeting because even in the almost completely dark room, I can see the overflowing desire spilling out of Everett’s eyes, and the way he’s practically salivating at the idea of getting my pants off.
Leaving my panties on, he tosses my shorts to the side, pressing down on the insides of my thighs to spread them farther apart. “Fuck,” he hisses. “Look at you.” His eyes drink me in, and I’m feral for it. Running his finger down the center of me, he smirks up at me as he asks, “You’re so wet, your panties are soaked. Is this all for me?”
I bite my lip as I nod.
Shocking me, he leans down, nipping at the flesh right next to the crease on my thighs where my underwear sits. I gasp, my back arching, and Everett chuckles against my skin, his hot breath fanning the area, and doing nothing but making me hornier.
My pussy actually throbs I’m so turned on, and when he drags the tip of his nose along the center of me, inhaling deeply, I practically combust on the spot. An inferno grows deep in my core that I haven’t felt for so long. So long that I wondered if maybe I’d never feel it again.
Everett hooks a finger into my panties, pulling them to the side and exposing my most intimate area to him. Instead of the nerves I felt earlier, all I feel now is dripping lust andarousal. Even more so when he uses the flat of his tongue to lick a hot swipe along the seam of my lips. As he reaches the top, he flicks it against my swollen clit.
Moaning, I prop myself up on my elbows so I can watch him. The sight of a man like Everett between my thighs is intoxicating and more than a little powerful. Taking in the sight in front of him with his eyes before peering up at me, a smirk tugs on his lips that makes my core clench. “Such a sweet pussy,” he murmurs appreciatively.
He doesn’t give me a chance to answer or react before he’s dragging the flat of his tongue along the length of my slit again. Goosebumps bloom all over my body, and I throw my head back as a gasp falls from my lips, my legs trembling. Spreading me open with his fingers, Everett gives another long, slow lick as he hums with approval before he seems to lose all control. Hefeasts. It’s the only way I can think to describe it, and it’s maddening in the very best way. He eats like a starved man. Like he simply can’t get enough of me. Easing two fingers into me, he fucks me with them while sucking my clit into his mouth.
“Oh, fuck, Everett!” I moan, hands fisting the bedsheets.