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It’s insane. But I’ve never been kissed like this. With this much passion. This much want. Every movement of his lips feels like it’s perfect, meant for me.
Like I’m everything he needs.
Evander smiles, and then I squeak as he puts an arm under my butt, lifting me against his chest. “You want everything?” he growls.
All I can do is nod.
Seconds later, we’re in his bedroom. Evander’s hands cup the sides of my body, lifting my shirt. I let him tug it over my head, then help him to pull the jeans off of my legs.
I sit back on the bed, my arms behind me, my breasts heaving in my bra.
Evander’s eyes are so dark, they look like the sea before a storm. “You’re so beautiful, Briony,” he whispers.
It’s hard not to throw my head back with pride. “Come touch me,” I whisper.
Evander stands back, shrugging out of his pants in a move that would have been comical if I hadn’t been so damn impatient.
I want him inside me.
Like, yesterday.
He leans over me, his bare chest so close that I can feel the heat radiating off of it, and he’s about to tug his black boxers down when something flickers in his eyes. He freezes, then looks at me. “Don’t move,” he growls. Seconds later, he reappears, condom in hand.
I don’t tell him that I didn’t give a shit about the condom. My cheeks color as I realize that I had been about to fuck Evander without any birth control whatsoever.
Well.
Whoops.
He rips into the foil with his teeth, and I watch the muscles across his chest and arms flex as he rolls the condom over his impressive erection.
My eyes rove over his body. His beautiful skin flows over his tight muscles, and freckles dance on the surface as he moves.
Evander is beautiful too.
And for today, he’s all mine.
My eyes drop when he takes off his boxers, and I can’t help but gasp as his thick cock pops out.
Oh dear.
Oh wow.
I’m… yeah. I’m interested in that.
Condom situated, Evander turns his gaze to me. His lips quirk into a smile and his eyes go slack with lust.
Slowly, I take off my bra. I hook my thumbs in my panties and pull.
Watching his reaction is priceless. I arch my back slightly, offering my breasts to him. “I want you,” I purr again, just in case he forgot.
Evander moves. He lays down on the bed, then grabs my ankles, then my hips, pulling me up so I’m on top of him. He stretches out beneath me, his fingers lingering on the edges of my hips. Lightly, he traces some of the old stretch marks that dance up my body.
His eyes linger on my hips, then my chest, and then finally, they slide up to my face.
I arch my eyebrows and look at him. “Got anything to say?” Something about him makes me too bold.
I kind of like it.
