Part of me wanted to step aside, to let him sweep her away with his misunderstood bad boy routine. She could fix him, or at least, she could be the Band Aid he so desperately needed. But for the first time in my life, I chose the selfish path.
I chose Eva.
I chose me.
And it was going to lead me straight to hell. But she was worth it.
What we shared was worth it.
“All I know, Starshine, is that I’m going to kiss you now,” I whispered against her lips.
“Okay.” The word was a gentle sigh I felt all the way down to my soul.
The second our lips touched, I felt it. The cosmic shift. This wasn’t wrong; it wasn’t some selfish mistake. It was two souls reuniting.
My hands slipped down to Eva’s thighs and I hoisted her against me, pinning her to the wall. She wrapped her legs around my waist, the material of her skirt bunching up. “I thought we were going to talk,” she chuckled, raining tiny kisses all over my lips, my jaw, down my neck.
We were impossibly close, only our clothes separating us, and yet, it still wasn’t enough.
It would never be enough.
“We can talk later. I’ve missed you, Starshine. We’ve missed you.” I rolled my hips into her, letting her feel just exactly what she did to me. Not that she needed any reminder after earlier in the van. “I’ve imagined that night so many times.” My words fluttered over Eva’s skin, making her shiver.
“Rafe...” she moaned, tipping her head back to let me trace my tongue over her skin.
“Tell me it’s me you want, Eva, say it.” I need to hear you say it.
“You, it’s you.”
A possessive growl rumbled deep in my chest as I smashed my mouth down on hers, stroking her tongue with mine. I didn’t just kiss her, I devoured her. I wanted to bury myself inside her and never leave.
One of Eva’s hands dropped between us, working my shirt up so she could feel my skin. Her touch burned me from the inside out.
Nothing else existed when it was like this—just me and Eva and the overpowering connection between us.
“I need you, Rafe,” she whispered, her words shattering my chest wide open. “I need to know this is real.”
“Eva, we shouldn’t—”
“Don’t you dare walk away from me again,” she snapped, grabbing my jaw. “This, us, it’s real. Tell me you know it’s real, Rafe.”
The desperation in her voice had me wavering. If we crossed this line, there would be no going back. It would only be a matter of time before the truth came out. But I was defenseless against her advances. Deep down, I knew the second I’d followed her in here, I’d already made my decision.
“It’s real,” I growled, plunging my tongue into her mouth as I rocked into her. Slow, precise thrusts, imagining it was real, that I was buried deep inside her.
“I need more,” Eva panted, her breath warm against my lips as she fumbled with my belt and then my buttons. Her hand dipped inside my boxer briefs and wrapped around my hard length.
“Jesus, Eva,” I hissed as she began to stroke me. “I didn’t want our second time to be like this.”
“I want it to be exactly like this,” she murmured, clinging to me as she jacked me off.
“Easy...” I let out a tight chuckle as I felt myself begin to lose control. She felt too fucking good, and I didn’t want it to be over too quickly.
Pulling her hand free, I pinned it against the wall beside her head. “My turn.” I smirked, lowering her legs to the floor. Sinking to my knees, I trailed my hands down her waist and thighs, and then pushed them back up taking her skirt with them.
“Rafe, what are you—” she choked on the words as I nuzzled my face into her panties. Her hands went to my hair, tugging gently as I eased back to slowly inch the material down her legs. “I’m going to kiss you here.” I pressed my lips to the soft skin on her inside leg. “And here.” My fingers gently brushed her stomach as my mouth traced a path to the apex of her thighs. Darting my tongue out, I tasted her, brushing slow circles over her clit, making Eva writhe above me. Her fingers dug harder as I added a finger, pressing it inside her and curling it upward, sending her into a tailspin.
It was cruel and selfish, but I didn’t want her to come, not like this, not when I couldn’t see right into her eyes, into her soul. Tasting her one last time, I pulled away and stood up, kissing her hard and deep, letting her taste herself on me.
“You’re a tease.” Eva was flushed, her eyes glittering with desire.
“I need to be inside you when you come, Eva.” It came out hoarse, my body shaking with need.
She slammed her hands against my chest and pushed me backward until the backs of my legs hit an abandoned chair. Eva worked my jeans down my legs before pushing me again. I dropped onto the chair, pulling her down with me. “Condom?” she said between kisses. Wet. Hot. Clumsy kisses.
I cupped her face, staring her dead in the eye. “I haven’t been with anyone since you.”
Eva’s eye fluttered closed, the weight of my confession wrapping around us both. When they opened again, I saw nothing but pure emotion. With no more words spoken between us, Eva leaned in to kiss me as she gently sank down on me, rocking her hips in a slow torturous rhythm.
“You feel perfect,” I ground out, barely able to think, overloaded with sensation. Curving a hand around her back, I brought Eva closer. My lips traced letters of love over her skin, nipping and sucking while my other hand dug into the perfect swell of her hip.
This, her, it was everything. The way she gave herself to me and trusted me to love her. We hadn’t said the words, but I knew what I felt and Evangeline Star Walker was put on Earth for me to love. No one would understand it though. Our business, the industry, didn’t want a true love story. It wanted scandal and sex tapes, stories that sold records and movies and improved ratings.
Sliding my hand up her spine, I cupped the back of Eva’s neck, pressing my forehead to hers. I wanted to be as close to her as possible, to go as deep as possible. She rolled her hips faster as I rocked against her, the sounds of our quiet moans filling the room.
“Rafe, I can feel you everywhere.” Her words were choppy, her breaths coming in short sharp bursts, as we both raced toward the edge.
“Do you feel me here?” I dropped a hand to her breastbone, right where her heart lay. “Do you feel me in here?”
Eva gasped, her body trembling as she hurtled over the edge, crying my name in a soft symphony. She tried to melt against me, but I held her there, kissing her with everything that I had. Tongues and teeth and silent vows. It was enough to send me soaring into the atmosphere as white hot pleasure shot down my spine.
“Fuck,” I moaned, slowing my movements to nothing. Eva caught her breath, pressing her cheek to mine.
“This changes everything, doesn’t it?” she murmured.
“Yeah.” Dread began to seep into my chest, blotting out the pure ecstasy I felt. “Yeah, it does.”
Eva
Rafe held me against him tightly, as if he thought I might disappear at any second. As if he wanted to savor the moment, not knowing when we might get another.
“We should get back to the party.” I stood up and straightened my skirt before trying to smooth my hair. I could still feel Rafe everywhere, and I wanted nothing more than to disappear to a hotel with him and spend all night wrapped in his arms. But I knew it was one dream that wouldn’t come true, so I pushed the feelings down, focusing only on this moment.