My heartbeat picks up as I walk through the room toward him.
He turns around as I step out onto the balcony. In seconds, his arms are around my waist.
“I thought you’d changed your mind,” he says.
I shake my head and tilt my chin up. He dips down to press his lips to mine. He tastes like mint and whiskey and desire. I’ve never tasted anything so delicious before.
“I had such a crush on you in high school, you know,” I whisper against his lips.
“Really?” He gives me a sexy grin.
“Uh huh. Such a big one.”
We keep kissing for several more minutes, the breeze caressing my bare arms as heat builds inside of me. Then, with a low growl, Evan pulls me inside and leads me over to his bed. He moves me in front of him so he can unzip the back of my dress and let it fall to the floor.
The next thing I feel is his lips pressing a kiss to my shoulder, and then his voice, low and commanding, telling me to lie down on the bed.
He watches me as I lie back on the smooth bed cover, his eyes taking in the cream-colored bra and silk panties I have on. They aren’t anything fancy, but you wouldn’t know it by the way he’s looking at me.
“You’re so goddamn beautiful, Rose,” he murmurs.
I smile and bite down on my lower lip as I reach back to unhook my bra.
He lowers himself onto the bed as I’m pulling my bra off. He lays a trail of kisses up my stomach, moving his mouth up to my breasts. When he closes his lips over one of my nipples, I draw in a sharp breath. I arch my back a little and moan as he sucks and tongues my nipple, making it hard and swollen in his mouth.
Meanwhile, his hand slips down to my panties and pushes them down as far as he can reach. I kick them off, feeling the dampness of the fabric brush against my skin as I do.
Then he starts to kiss his way down my body—moving down, down, down, until he’s settled himself between my legs. When his tongue flicks my clit I let out a gasp and spread my quivering thighs wider for him.
“Fuck,” he grunts. “You taste so good, honey.”
I breathe harder as he works his tongue deeper into my folds. Then he makes a broad swipe up and pushes his tongue against the swollen bud of my clit. I moan and push my hips up against his mouth.
“Oh God,” I whimper as he starts to lap at me. “Oh God…” For the next several minutes, he alternates between licking and sucking my clit, the pleasure unbelievable. My breathing hitches as I get closer and closer to the edge, a hot pressure building in my core. And then suddenly I’m crying out in ecstasy, convulsing against his mouth.
He keeps licking me all the way through my orgasm, his tongue gradually slowing until my body is fully relaxed again. As I recover, I feel him move off the bed and hear the rasp of his clothes being torn off. The bed sinks beneath our weight as he rejoins me on the bed and settles between my thighs, nudging them further apart to accommodate his bulk. The fat head of his cock nudges against my slit and I let out a little renewed moan.
“Look at me, Rose.”
I lift my eyes and stare into the depths of his gaze. I bite down on my lip to keep from crying out as he rolls his hips and his steel-hard cock pushes into me, edging in just a few inches before he stills his thrust.
He lowers his lips to claim my mouth, kissing me as he slides his cock the rest of the way in.
His cock pulses inside me, throbbing as he holds still, letting me adjust to the feel of him inside me. I grip onto his huge, muscular shoulders as he draws out a few inches and slides in again.
Our lips part as he starts to fuck me faster, our breathing picking up the harder he drives into me.
“Jesus, you’re so tight,” he grits out as he slides in and out. I’m too consumed by the sensation to say anything in response.
Each deep thrust pushes me toward the edge, the pounding of his cock making my eyes roll back as pleasure overtakes my body.
“Come for me, honey,” Evan growls. “Come for me.”
I let out a whimper and dig my fingers harder into his back. There’s no turning back now. I’m going to come. I’m going to shatter into pieces.
“Evan!” I gasp.
A sob escapes my throat as white-hot waves of pleasure sear through me, one after another.
“Fuck,” Evan hisses, his cock flexing as he buries himself deep inside and spills into me.
Together we collapse onto the bed, covered in each other’s sweat. When the ocean breeze begins to chill us, he reaches down and pulls a bedsheet up over us. And then we drift to sleep, wrapped around each other, the sound of the waves in our ears.
Chapter Six
Evan
I wake up with Rose’s hair twined through my fingers. She has one lusciously thick thigh draped over my legs and her heavy breasts are pressed into my side. The room is warm and the smell of us together gathers in the air. Goddamn, it’s sexy.
I pull the bedsheets back, letting my eyes wander over the curvy landscape of Rose’s body. I can’t stop myself from skimming my hand over the roundness of her hip.
When I look up, I see her eyes have fluttered open and her lips are still a little plump from my plunder of them last night. I lean toward her and slide my mouth against hers. She moans softly into my kiss.
Before I even realize what’s happening, Rose has pushed me onto my back, straddled me, and slid my cock inside her. I lay back and let her ride me, my hands gripping her fleshy thighs as I grunt and push up into her.
I thought she was sexy last night, but seeing her in broad daylight…damn.
Orgasms rock both of us within minutes, our need for each other too intense to drag out. When we’ve both caught our breath, Rose slides back down into the bed and snuggles against me.
“Good morning to you too,” I murmur, kissing her forehead.
She laughs. “Morning.”
“You hungry?”
“Mmm,” she mutters, her eyes fluttering shut. “No. Sleep.”
“Oh, so this is how it’s going to go, huh?” I laugh. “You use my cock and then go back to sleep? I get hungry after sex, you know.”
“So go downstairs and get some breakfast,” she says, amused.
“Fine. I’ll go eat by myself. Next time, though, you aren’t getting out of it so easily.”
A beat of silence passes.
“Next time?” she says.
“Yeah. Next time.” I press a kiss to her forehead.
She lets out a little half-whispered fuck. She slides out of bed and starts to get dressed. “There’s, um…there’s not going to be a next time, Evan.”
“What are you talking about?” I stand up and the sheets fall away from my body. Rose’s gaze sweeps across me and I can see the hunger filling her eyes again before she pushes it away. “You want me and I want you. Why wouldn’t we keep seeing each other?”
“It’s not that simple. At least it’s not for me.” She looks around on the floor by the bed. “Where are my panties?”
“It’s a lot simpler than you think.” I find the wisp of silk tucked under the edge of the bed and hand them to her, watching as she slides them on. My cock twitches. She’s so fucking sexy standing in front of me in nothing but those little panties. All I want to do is bend her over, slide them to the side, and take her from behind while my hands knead that plump ass of hers.