GoodReadThey had been living on the edge for a while there.
"Dorothy, you're hammered." "I'am not! | can still tell you're Everett, can't 1?" she slurred.
Everett pressed his lips together in a thin line, his brow furrowing as he began, "Then do you remember my mother—" He cut himself off, unable to continue. As his thoughts drifted elsewhere, he loosened his hold on her inadvertently.
And that was all the opportunity Dorothy needed. Slipping her hand along the curve of his waist, she found her way in and hit the jackpot! "Mmm..." Everett couldn't help but let out a muffled moan. His large hand immediately reached for her wrist, trying to pull her hand away.
"Dorothy, let go of me!" She wasn't intimidated in the slightest; instead, she let out a silly giggle, "Mmm, you're so warm... so hot..." "Let. Go. Now." "l won't!" Far from releasing him, she gripped him even tighter upon sensing his attempt to pull her hand away.
Everett knew he couldn't use force to extract her hand without risking injury to his most sensitive area.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Dorothy! Be gentle!" "Then take off your pants... they're chafing my arm. It hurts..." At that moment, Everett relived every sorrowful memory he had, yet still couldn't suppress the wicked thoughts swirling in his mind. He gazed at Dorothy's face and then steadied her head, tilting his own to plant a kiss.
Not only did Dorothy tremble, but Everett shuddered too as he pushed forward. He truly believed he would never be able to touch Dorothy again...
"It hurts... Everett, it hurts..." Dorothy's small hands clutched his shirt tightly, her voice barely above a whisper.
"Just a bit longer. I'll be gentler in a moment, okay?" Right now, he simply couldn't control his strength.
After a passionate and unrestrained encounter, the scent of their intimacy lingered in the air of the guest room.
Dorothy had fallen asleep during their second round, curled up under the covers. From Everett's perspective, the bed seemed to rise in the middle where she lay.
He had already showered, his torso bare, wrapped in a towel, as he fetched a box of cigarettes from the master bedroom and stepped out onto the balcony.
Everett usually didn't smoke because of Abigail and Langston, but now, he needed it to convince himself that what had just happened wasn't a dream.
He finished the cigarette, stubbed it out in the ashtray, washed it in the sink, and put it back in its place.
Returning to the guest room, Everett cleaned Dorothy up with a damp towel and helped her into pajamas.
With a couple of hours left until dawn, he finally slid under the covers and naturally pulled Dorothy into his embrace.
And then he couldn't bear to close his eyes.
He feared sleep, and he feared that these precious hours would pass too quickly.
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She slept straight through to noon the next day before she groggily woke up.
She lifted her arm instinctively. "Ugh..." Her body was sore all over.
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