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“Really? I tell you how I feel, we share the most perfect kiss, and you say no. Then you show up at my apartment, we have the best sex of my life, and you suddenly tell me everything I want to hear.” I yanked his shirt off and threw it at him. “Put that on.”
“No.” He caught it, then promptly threw it on the bed. “I like being naked.”
“Not once have you told me you want this too, so if you’re just here for a pity fuck and to add the fat girl to your notches, get out.” I shouldn’t have said any of that out loud. I didn’t think Evan was that guy; he never had been to me. It was just impossible to stop my mind from jumping to the worst conclusions about this scenario. I reached for a shirt in my laundry basket; anything would do to cover my shame. Evan came up behind me, effectively distracting me from getting dressed as his palms lightly grazed my bare shoulders and moved my hair aside before placing a lingering kiss on my neck.
“Jesus, JoJo. I’m fucking this all up.” He took the shirt in my hand and tossed it back into the pile. I froze as he wrapped his arms around me, pulling me back against his body. “I’m not here for a pity fuck. I’d never do that to you. You are so much better than me in every way. I’m sorry I made you think I’d do something like that.” He put his chin on my shoulder. “You’re not fat, either. I’ve told you that a million times. I fucking hate it when you say that.”
I snorted, but I didn’t try to get out of his arms. They were my safe haven, right where I belonged, and I wasn’t about to leave unless I had to.
“You know I’m not the most eloquent guy. Hell, you’re the one who taught me what that word even meant.” He kissed my shoulder again and made his way up my neck until his lips hovered over my ear. “Making love to you was like a religious experience. I swear I saw God. I’ve never felt that way before. Not with any of my ‘notches’ as you put it. I feel this connection with you. Only you.” He tugged on my earlobe with his teeth, and my body turned back into a smoldering fire as it melted into him at the same time. “No, that’s not right. We’ve always had a connection. I guess I meant… it made me feel complete. Like I’d finally found myself. So, when I said ‘like you want’… I said it wrong.” He turned me around, pressing his hard length against my stomach. My breath caught in my chest at the sensation, and that look I swore I saw earlier was back in his eyes. “I meant like we want because we want the same thing. I’m all in, JoJo. I’m sorry how I reacted earlier because I never want to lose you. And I didn’t know. I didn’t understand that what I really feel for you is not just friendship. There’s so much more between us. I’m not complete without you. I’m not happy. I’m not myself. You’re my other half, and I’m so sorry I didn’t see it for what it really is. I didn’t want to because if I did, I was afraid I’d lose the best thing in my life. It took you telling me, and Michael telling me, for me to open my eyes to what I always knew in my heart but didn’t want to admit.”
“What did Michael say?”
Evan shifted and lifted me slightly, pressing me against the small wall in my bedroom. He reached down between us, adjusting my leg higher around his waist, then pressed his thick cock at my entrance, taking his time to fill me until he stilled. “He told me that if you’re the first person I think of in the morning and the last person I think of at night, then it’s not just friends.”
I wrapped my leg tighter around his waist, my heel digging into his ass as he slowly and expertly moved inside me.
“But you’re not just that, Jocelyn. You’re the person I think of all the time.” He bent his head, resting his forehead on mine. “You’re the first person in my thoughts every minute of the day. You’re the only one for me.”
He lowered his lips to mine, breathing me in before he kissed me, and what began as slow sex against the wall quickly transformed into a carnal need. His hips pounded into mine with reckless abandon, needing to prove to me just how much he wanted this. Us. His pelvis brushed and teased my clit with each grinding thrust, pushing me over the edge, and Evan sighed my name as he joined me. It was fast and furious, and so fucking beautiful.
I pressed my palms on his face. “I love you, Evan. That’s not going to change. Ever.”
He looked into my eyes and said the words I longed to hear. “I love you, too, JoJo.” Then he kissed me softly, reassuringly. “I swear I just saw God again.”
Laughter bubbled in my chest, and I let it out. Evan chuckled with me. When I finally caught my breath, I stared into his eyes and knew he wasn’t just trying to make me happy. “If sex is going to be a religious experience every time, maybe we should see what it’s like in that abandoned church off of Rutherford.”
He raised his eyebrows. “You tell me where you want me, I’m there.”
“Right now, how about a shower?” I ran my finger down his nose and started to put my leg down.
“No, you don’t.” He reached down to the other leg and lifted me so both legs were around his waist. “I’m not ready to be outside of you. Even if my dick’s limp, it belongs in you.”
“You’re a goof, you know that?” I wiggled my hips. “Don’t ever change.”
“As long as you promise never to wear clothes in the bedroom, I promise to keep my goof skills exclusively for you.” He carried me with ease toward the bathroom, leaving wet kisses on my chest as he walked blindly in the right direction.
“Deal.”
Epilogue
Josie
The graduation ceremony buzzed with anticipation. I was excited and terrified. Over the summer, I’d be with my family in Grand Rapids, while Evan would be in St. Paul. I didn’t want to be that far from him, not when everything was still so fresh and new between us. In the two months since we’d officially been a couple, I’d basically moved into his apartment. My roommate didn’t like all the noise we made, and I wasn’t about to be quiet for her.
It was magic. Another plane of existence, indeed. Our own little world.
Today we crashed back to reality. The last thing I wanted was to be without him for eight weeks. Then I’d be a good forty-five minutes from him in St. Paul once I started school. His company and apartment were in a different part of the city.
I’d done my best not to let it get me down, but I was terrified about what would happen after graduation. Evan didn’t share my fears. He talked about all the things we could do together once we were in the city, and he already planned to get season tickets to the Minnesota Wild. Hockey was a part of him, a part of us.
My heart ached as I took my diploma. Mom and Dad sat with Kent somewhere in the crowd; I wished I knew where exactly. Evan’s parents and little sister were there too. We hadn’t kept our relationship a secret, but he hadn’t met my parents and brother as my boyfriend. The last two months of school had been insanely busy with the hockey finals—we won, by the way—and just with school in general. Plus, Evan and I were together any spare minute we could find. And we made good on sneaking into that abandoned church, which definitely turned out to be quite a religious experience. Maybe a little sacrilege too.
As soon as the ceremony was over, Evan found me and kissed me with such ferocity, I almost forgot we weren’t alone in his bedroom.
“Jesus, do that shit in private,” Michael said, slapping Evan on the shoulder.
“Oh, we’ll do more than that.” Evan wiggled his eyebrows and turned me around. He loved standing behind me with his chin on my shoulder and arms around my waist. I loved it too. “We may find a utility closet, so we don’t have to wait.”
