Seventy three

EVE'S POV

I felt like I was going to die if he didn't do anything to stop that ache building in my abdomen. His fingers felt good, but they were only increasing the ache. I felt empty, I mean I wanted him to fill me with...with that huge erection of his that i wasn't sure could even fit inside me. But it wasn't like I was going to tell him to just fuck me already. I wished I had the courage to.

He had no problem telling me exactly what he thought. I wished I could be able to say the things he did without feeling embarrassed.

He shifted, getting up from his position beside me. He covered my body with his, his knees parting my thighs apart. Then he lowered his lower body, got his fingers out of the way, and grind his hard-on into me.

My thighs fell further apart and my head fell back as my arousal climbed to another level. My hands held onto his shoulders, my eyes locked on his face as he moved between my legs. He rocked his hips back and forth, his hard ridge hitting my centre spot-o