“Evony? Baby, we’re almost there. Are you going wake up for me?”
I so didn’t want to get up right now. I was sleeping good. Finally.
“No. Don’wanna.”
“How about for some tasty donuts and kolaches? Especially, chocolate iced donuts…with sprinkles? Weren’t they always your favorite?”
“I really don’t like you right now.”
My weakness since he started bringing them to me when I was a little girl. Chocolate iced donuts with sprinkles. The dick. I could never say no to that.
Why was he interrupting my sleep? I tried moving and holy moly. My body felt completely sore.
A groan slipped out and he stopped slowly before helping me up.
“My body.”
“Yeah, sleeping in a car will do that to you. But you’ll feel better once you’ve stretched and gotten some fresh air. And rest in a real bed.
“It’s a crime to wake up so early. What time is it anyways?”
“It’s nine in the morning, baby. Besides that one time I woke you up so you could at least go to the restroom, you’ve been asleep the whole way. But it’s time to grab something to eat, gorgeous.”
Ugh. I did not feel gorgeous. I needed to brush my teeth, re-fix my hair. Hell, I just needed a shower. I rubbed my eyes and finally looked around. Then saw we were parked in front of a Shipley’s Donuts.
“Oh, yes! Donuts!”
“Finally realized where we were at? Knew you’d be happy, baby.”
“I can’t help it. I’m cranky when I wake up. My sleep schedule is all off.”
“Well, now you get a new sleep schedule. I have the rest of this week and next week before I have to report back at base.”
“Do you really go away that much?”
“Sometimes.”
I nodded. Not really knowing what else to say. He hurried out and walked over to my side. He stretched out his arms in ready offering. I pushed back my hair and looked in the passenger side mirror.
“Oh, dear God. I look scary. Maybe you should just get the food and we go back to your place to eat.”
“You look fine, honey.”
I whipped my head back to him, giving him a glare. “I do not look fine. I look—I look like Frankenstein’s wife.”
“She was hot. And so are you. My dick is hard as a brick. I’d fuck you good and hard right here if you want me to. So either climb on my lap and ride me or let’s go get some donuts. You look fucking sexy as hell. Just come on.”
“I really don’t like you.”
“So you’ve said.”
Then he reached in and grabbed me around my waist, hauling me out of the cab like I was an infant.
“Do you mind?”
“Nope. But I definitely don’t want to die from your death stare so here.”
He put me down and I grumbled all the way inside, and naturally…there was a small line. Most were women. And looking at them and then looking down at my own dismal clothing, great. They were all ready and set for the day.
Then there’s me—in tight Lycra leggings and a night shirt that continues sliding off one shoulder. And no bra so my tits were free and bounced as we walked. Real fucking elegant. I was going to strangle Gavin. Slowly.
He came in behind me, laid a possessive hand on my hip, and pulled me backward until his chest brushed against my back. And holy moly, my ass rubbed against his crotch where it was firm and hard beneath.
A tremble rolled through me and I kept my head down, trying not to attract too much attention to myself when I heard, “Hi there, Gav. How are you doing? I’m so sorry to hear about your mother.”
Who the hell was this woman? I shifted my head upwards to look at her and she was like this Barbie. Long blonde hair, tall, and body that’s like perfectly curved in all the right spots.
I wasn’t chubby or miniature, but compared to her I was like this cute little Chihuahua. She looked at me as if she found me wanting and that irked me to no end. Although when I peeked a glance at Gavin, nothing seemed to register.
“Hi, Vivian. I’m fine. Thank you for your condolences. It was a nice service.”
“And who’s your little friend?”
“This is Evony.”
“Oh! The Evony?” The Evony? She looked at me with one of the fakest smiles I’d ever seen, and said, “He’s told me and Chris about how y’all were good friends when y’all were kids.”
The only thing I did was smile. So he’s talked about me. Lovely. The woman placed her hand on Gavin’s forearm and squeezed.
“Oh, look at the time. I better run. Gonna surprise Chris with his favorite pastry.”
“Bye Vivian.”
I was taking and letting go a deep breath when I heard a squeaky voice say, “Gavin. I missed you! I’m so sorry to hear about your momma. I hope everything went alright with your momma’s funeral. She was a real fine lady. Every time she came up here it was like a breath of fresh air.”
“Yes, Chrissy. Thank you.”
Did all these women know Gavin? Oh, God. Somebody kill me. Another women joined in.
“Chrissy, who are you—? Gavin! You’re home! So soon too! I thought you had to take care of some things? Layla wondered how you were holding up.”
He tensed next to me and was everybody privy to his fucking business? Did all these women want Gavin? Who was this Layla? Did I care?
Ye—no. No I don’t. He’s not mine to care for and be with. It would be better if he got with one of them. Not some kid friend who is only willing to fuck him with no strings. I could fuck him. Fucking him was great. But it was nothing more than hot, sweaty, animal sex. Nothing more.
“This is Evony. I grew up next door to her.”
“Oh, Evony? Hi! I’m Chrissy, this is Janet. It’s soooo nice to meet you.” She stuck out her hand in open welcomeness. But her eyes were calculating.
I looked between them both and they both were blondes, bottle blondes if one looked at their roots, and they looked at me like I was the enemy. If they thought I was going to take one of their men, they were mistaken. I wasn’t going to take Gavin. I tried moving forward, but Gavin’s hand had gripped the hem of my panties and leggings, stilling me from moving.
“Thank you ladies, but it’s our turn to order.”
“I’ll see you later, Gavin.” Chrissy winked at Gavin, her hand finding his bicep and squeezing before she and her friend left the store. Gavin shook his head and moved us forward. I looked back to see the two women with their heads bent together. They looked up and saw me then bent back towards each other laughing and shaking their heads.
Hell. No. They were talking about me. Great.
Don’t Evony. Don’t even think about what those thot’s were even talking about. They don’t know you. They are probably just jealous. Yup. Jealous.
Gavin smiled down at me, oblivious to what the women around here were whispering. And they were whispering. Men. So freaking oblivious.
I looked up at the menu, got my kolache, root beer, and sprinkled chocolate iced donut and waited for Gavin. He paid, we sat down and then he tangled his feet with mine.
I raised my eyebrow and he just shrugged, took a bite out of his kolache before raising his coffee cup.
We ate in comfortable silence when a few other women came by, said their hello’s, leaving a soft touch here and there. Which was really starting to get on my last fucking nerve. And he doesn’t even say anything. Or tell them to stop.
We were fuck buddies but at least have some respect for the bitch you’re fucking.
When they left he looked at me and said, “What? What’s wrong?”
“Huh. Nothing. So are you like popular or something?”
“What? Why? Those women? Ha. No, honey. Some them are married to a company man and the others are just their friends. I’ve never seen some of them before.”
“And Layla?”
His eyes clouded over with what looked like a very controlled bitter rage. His jaw ticked before he said, “She is my ex-girlfriend.”
He had a girlfriend?
“When did y’all break it off?”
“A few months ago.”
“That’s it? You’re not going to give me more?”
He untangled his feet with mine and sat up straight. His eyes were molten chocolate and burning fire.
“Is it important?”
I thought about that for a moment and since I made it clear it was really just sex, I guess it wasn’t.
“No. Not at all. We’re only one thing to each other and that’s it.”
His eyes hardened and his lips thinned into barely concealed irritation. “And what’s that?”
“Do you really want me to say it out loud?”
“Yeah. Maybe I do.”
“Okay. Look Gavin. I’m glad you helped me get out of there. But you are not responsible for me. I haven’t been in this town an hour and the women feel like they can touch you at their own free will when they clearly see you have a companion. The fact they mentioned Layla, was to make me question the reason you brought me here. We were, are and for however long I’m here for, will remain one status. Fuck buddies.”
I heard a few gasps from the other patron’s and Gavin’s expression never changed. He didn’t even move. Like an inch.
Then, his body relaxed and a small smile tilted his lips. “Are you done eating, Evony?”
I became suspicious because the past two days he’s had this ‘he-man, I’m alpha of the pack’ persona and now he’s all passive and friendly?
“Yes. I’m done.”
“Good. Let’s go home then.”
My eyes narrowed, but I just shook my head and kept my head high as I walked passed the customers and out to his truck. When I opened the passenger door, I hadn’t realized he had come up behind me. But he pressed his—Jesus, holy cow—his rock hard cock against the cleft of my ass and rubbed up and down the center as he gripped my braid in his hair, pulling non-too gently to the side as I felt his hot breath on my ear.
“Fuck buddies? Is that what I am?”
“That’s all I’m willing to give you.”
“Just me or anyone?”
“Anyone.”
“Hmm…then I suppose we better get to fucking then. And I got two weeks to fuck you how I want, fuck you where I want, fuck you when I want and you’re not going to say no.”
Oh, that sounded ominous yet so fucking hot as he said the word fuck. Like a sexy, wicked promise.
He took my waist and lifted me easily into the seat, strapped me in before slamming the door and going to his side.
His expression became stoic and nonchalant as he pulled away and it only took us ten minutes before he turned down a dirt road. But unlike the trailer park, there were homes here. Beautiful homes. It was kind of like a cul-de-sac because it was only one long road. At the very end, he turned down a dirt gravel road and kept driving until I saw a one story, ranch style home. It even had a wraparound porch surrounding the brick home.
It was one of the most magnificent homes I’ve ever seen. Hell. I’ve never even been in an actual home before.
My heart was fluttering with nervous energy.
He got out, came to my side and of course picked me up and let me slide, slow and sure over his body. Making my own flush with arousal at the feel of all his lean hardness and the massive cock I knew was hot, hard and ready to fuck me.
Gavin looked down to me, eyes blazing and then his mouth connected with mine. If I had to name this kiss, it would be nothing but punishing, demanding…oh dear Jesus hot and hard and oooh his lips were molding mine to fit his perfectly. His tongue licked at my top lip, I opened and the kiss turning fiery and desperate.
I wanted nothing more than to rip his clothes off.
My hands found purchase on the hard muscles of his back, and I wanted more. I wanted skin on skin contact. Now.
I reached down grabbed the hem of his t-shirt and pulled it over his head. He lips landed on mine again and he shoved my shirt up above my naked tits and a groan filtered through his throat when he hands made contact with my nipples.
Then like a man possessed he yanked my leggings down along with my panties until he pulled them from my ankles as his mouth moved to kiss a trail over to my ear where he tugged on the soft flesh of the lobe. Sucking it between his lips, I was so caught up in this now I barely realized I was being lifted, then I was being impaled on his cock in one swift strike.
I couldn't help the scream I let out as he roughly took me against his car. And I can honestly say this was so hot and wild, fucking in the middle of open where anyone with a pair of binoculars could see me in the sweet hot throes of passion. The sun was shining down on our bodies and luckily I had the cushion of the seats at my back or this would be uncomfortable.
“Fuck buddies, are we? That’s all I am to you, Evony? A fuck buddy?”
“Yes.”
“I don’t fucking think so, Evony. I’ll never be just a fuck buddy.”
“Gavin.” I tried to protest but he just gripped my hips harder making me cry out as he speared into me with smacking thrusts, his jeans scraping across my ass and inner thighs with rough friction.
“Such a wet little pussy, Evony. Soaking wet. Just for me. I took something you’ve never given to another man. And all you think of me as is a fuck buddy? I should spank that sweet, tight ass of yours until it’s a pretty shade of red. You ever been erotically spanked before?”
“No. Of course I haven’t.”
“Good. I can wait to show you.”
“Not if it’s going to hurt.”
“Baby, not if it’s done right.”
“And you know how, huh?”
“Oh, Evony. I’m going to spank you, then I’m going to fuck you until all that slick cream spills from those juicy little lips.”
“Gavin.”
“That’s it, baby. You like me talking a little dirty, doncha? I feel your walls squeezing around my dick like a hot fist. Fucking take that dick, baby. All of it. That’s my girl. Oh, yeah, baby. That’s it.” His deep, gruff voice slid in my ear and sent a shiver down my spine.
I felt my pussy building into its peak and when Gavin bent and sucked one of my nipples deep into his mouth, it was like a straight shot down and I squeezed my vaginal walls as tight as I could making him moan out loud.
“Fuck. You feel so fucking tight and hot.”
He was holding onto the back of my hips, his fingers kneading into my behind. The rough friction of his denim felt amazing. I knew I was groaning with pleasure loudly and I didn’t give a shit. He felt fucking amazing. I cried out in pleasure as he hit that one special spot that drove me absolutely wild.
My hands gripped the cab cushions tightly as my orgasm was closing in. Like tunnel vision, he hit my sweet spot hard, his thick cock curving as I leaned back.
Sweet God.
“Fuck. Oh fuck me harder. So close. I'm going to come. Make me come, Gavin. Fuck my pussy harder.”
“Tell me how you want it, baby. How bad do you need to come?”
“Oooh, so badly. You're making my pussy feel so good right now.”
“You want to come?”
“Fuck yes.”
“Tu es à moi, oui?”
“All I got was yes.”
“Then that's all you need to say.”
“Yes. Whatever it is, yes, just make me come, dammit!”
He brought one hand around my hips, letting his thumb circle over my clit in frantic movements.
“Tu es à moi. Toujours. Ne jamais laisser un homme vous toucher. Promet moi. Promise me.”
“Promise you what? What am I promising?”
“Say it, Evony. Just say the words.”
“Gavin?”
I looked down, and his eyes were intense and steady on mine. “Say the words for me.”
“Cross my heart and hope to die.”
Then he pounded deeper inside of me as he frigged my clit into a rioting knot and then it was like I had been waiting forever for this moment.
I came hard and screamed out his name. With a harsh groan from his throat, he followed me. Filling me up with his seed until there wasn't anything left.
We were huffing, panting. I was depleted in the most delicious of way. I don’t know what I promised him but right now, I really didn’t give a shit. My body has never felt so at ease before. If sex was like this I should have done it sooner.
Why had I waited so long?
A little nudge in the back of mind wanted to think—for Gavin. But I shot that idea out quick. No way had I waited for him. It just happened.
“God, Gavin. That was intense.”
He was trying to get his breathing in order but he didn't release me. He kept me in his arms as he walked—more like weirdly wobbled but with the movement I felt my inner muscles flex and squeeze trying to keep him inside me. His dick was still semi-erect and I felt his tip hitting my g-spot with soft thuds. I clutched his shoulders as whimpers escaped. My night shirt slid down, covering me but it didn’t matter.
“Gavin. Shouldn't you put me down now?”
“Nah. I'm good. Feeling your pussy soaking my dick with lava hot heat feels fucking amazing.”
He took keys from God knows where and unlocked the door, opening it with ease before stepping in, kicking it shut and then firm lips were on mine.
The kiss was gentle and coaxing and it was like his recovery time was excellent because he swelled inside me. This time, he jerked my shirt over my head leaving me completely naked. His lips kissed down my jaw, my collarbone and sucking the top swell of my breast with his lips. Making me to slam my head on the door and my nails clutch his shoulders tightly.
“Uh-uh. Not this time, honey.”
“Huh?”
He peeled my fingers away and he eased out of me.
“Hey! Wait. What are you doing?”
He smiled and set me down, turning me towards a small table that held a bowl, for keys I guess, but it wasn’t the main item. There was a mirror. Holy hell. I was completely naked and he was still fully clothed.
“Put your hands on the table.”
I looked at him through the mirror, this look of utter hot-maleness raged in his eyes. All for me. I obeyed, keeping eye contact with him as I heard rustling behind me. He was getting naked. Sweet heaven help me.
“My jeans rubbed your ass a little raw, baby. I’m almost sorry.”
“I’m not. It felt really good.”
The smirk that appears on his face is mischievous and so freaking hot.
When he’s completely naked, he steps up behind me, nestling his cock against my ass. His hands run up and down my back, making my nipples hard and my clit swell as my juices slid out of my pussy.
His mouth leaned in close and the warmth of his breath made my body tingle.
“How dirty you want it, Evony?”