Page 97 of Get Over It, April Evans

“Tell me.”

“Ms.Love, please put your cock in me, I need it so bad.”

April was practically whining now, nearly crying, nearly laughing, she couldn’t even tell anymore. She just needed. Wanted. That was all she was. Just hips moving toward Daphne, legs widening. She’d never felt this wild for someone before—never felt this desperate for someone to own her inside and out. She felt as though she was falling, but it wasn’t terrifying. Wasn’t dangerous. Instead, it was the softest she’d felt in a long time.

She felt safe.

She felt seen and fuckingsafe, and she wasn’t sure she’d ever felt that combination of emotions in bed before. It was strange, this cocktail, and she never wanted to feel anything else.

Daphne kissed her again, softly at first, which was exactly what April needed for a second while she caught her breath. But then, the kiss turned rough, hard and dirty, tongues and teeth bumping, moans into each other’s mouths.

And that was exactly what April needed too.

Everything. Every way. Every feeling, touch, hard and soft and perfect. April felt drunk on it, almost couldn’t focus long enough to kiss Daphne back. She managed though, Daphne’s own sounds fevered and ready. April slid her hands up Daphne’s thighs and farther, thumbs meeting right at her clit. She circled slowly and Daphne moaned into her mouth.

“Wait,” Daphne said, sitting up and pushing April’s hands away as she got off her legs. She picked up the double dildo and the lube, then squeezed a pea-sized amount onto each end of the toy. April released a soft groan just watching her slick the moisture down the shaft.

“Ms.Love,” she said.

That was it. Just Daphne’s preferred name, all she could manage right now. April spread her legs, hips rolling toward the ceiling in anticipation. Daphne set one foot on the mattress, positioning the shorter bulb at her own entrance. Her breath hitched as she slid it inside, then released on a moan.

“You look so good,” April said.

“You like watching me?” Daphne asked. Her voice was almost shy, which just about sent April over the edge.

“God, yeah,” April said, reaching out to touch her thigh. She needed contact, anything to get closer. “You’re so fucking sexy.”

Daphne’s cheeks were pink as she closed her eyes, a tiny smile on her mouth as she moved the toy in and out of her pussy, her breathing ragged and perfect.

April had never seen anything so gorgeous.

“Ms.Love,” she said quietly.

Daphne opened her eyes, all pupil, and looked at April. Then without a word, she moved between April’s legs, positioning the longer cock at April’s entrance.

“Yes,” April said, grabbing on to Daphne’s hips.

“Put your hands over your head,” Daphne said.

April obeyed, her fingers curling into the pillow, gripping it tightly.

“Good girl,” Daphne said, her voice nearly a whisper. Her eyes roamed over April’s body, drifting her hand down April’s cheek, then to her throat. Her fingers closed around her neck, just for a second, but fuck if April didn’t release a filthy moan. Daphne smiled, but kept up her journey, trailing over April’s collarbones to her sternum, to each breast and nipple before traveling down her stomach until she reached her pussy. She slid her thumb through April’s wetness, making April gasp and beg.

Then she did it again and again, lighter, then harder, dipping inside before circling her clit, never the same touch twice, andsoon April was thrashing on the bed, writhing and begging to come.

“Ms.Love, please, please, Ms.Love” was all she could get out, sweat beading on her forehead and between her breasts.

Daphne slid the tip of the dildo inside April, and April nearly cried with relief, but then Daphne stopped.

“Ms.Love,” April said, her voice barely recognizable.

“You need to come?” Daphne asked, her own breath irregular, her lavender hair a tangled mess around her face.

“Please, please, yes,” April said.

Daphne leaned closer, one hand on her cock and the other braced next to April’s head. Their noses bumped, but still Daphne held back. She looked April right in the eye, then kissed her once, keeping her mouth against April’s.

“Then come,” she said, and pushed the cock all the way into April, slow and deep and hard. April released a stream of words,fucks andMs.Loves andoh my gods mixed in as she came immediately and came hard. She didn’t stop coming either, orgasms crashing through her like the sea in a storm as Daphne continued to fuck her, pumping her hips and telling April she was a good girl.