With my strength still returning, and aware of my purpose here beyond the books, we begrudgingly return to mingling. Eva is a light at my side, brilliantly engaging, allowing people to open up in my presence in a way I’ve never seen before. But all I want to do is take her home and rip that gown off so I can get her under me. Over me. Any way I can get her. I resist as long as possible before whisking her out of the gala and into my waiting car.
Downtown L.A. rises above us, the tops of the glowing skyscrapers touching the fog-purple sky as I slip in beside her in the back of the car. Eva slides a sly smile my way. No doubt she can see how badly I want her, how desperately I need her, and she’s enjoying her power over me.
We buckle ourselves in, and the car starts moving forward, easing into late-night downtown traffic. Silence falls between us, so different from the gala’s colors, lights, and sounds. I take adeep breath of the peace, a breath that becomes a choked gasp when Eva reaches over and wraps her hand around my erection.
“Eva,” I warn.
She flashes me a wicked smile and begins to massage the straining bulge visible through my pants.
My driver, one of my men, is invisible on the other side of the glass separating the back from the front. I don’t think he can hear much, either, unless I press the intercom button. And the SUV’s windows are entirely blacked out from the outside.
No one will be able to hear or see a thing.
And I can’t fucking wait any longer.
I growl and put my hand over Eva’s, pushing her against my dick. Her grin only grows more wicked as she slips her upper body out of the seat belt and leans over.
Eva makes quick work of my pants and my briefs, and I bite back a groan as the cool air of the car hits my straining erection. The sensation doesn’t last long, though, as Eva takes me into her mouth and my entire body jerks.
“Fuck, Eva!”
Her giggle vibrates against my shaft, and it’s all I can do to hold still at the sight of her dark head bobbing up and down in my lap, her hair a shiny, dark river spilling over her back and onto the seat. Her lips are like velvet, her tongue twisting and licking until I feel like I’m nothing but desire and lust and pleasure.
Then her hand joins her mouth, alternating between caressing my dick and moving up and down my shaft. She even uses hernails, painted a red as vivid as her dress, dragging them lightly over my skin until my breath comes out as a shallow rasp.
“Jesus fuck, Eva. You’re good at this.”
She pauses, but only to flash me one of her most wicked grins. “Thanks for the compliment.”
I don’t have a moment to wonder where she learned such technique before she’s sucking on me in earnest, my head swimming with pleasure.
She’s so intent she doesn’t protest when I reach over, pull the skirt of her gown up around her hips, and search for what I’m looking for. It’s there in the form of a barely-there G-string, which I nudge over before plunging my fingers into her wet, waiting pussy.
Her squeal vibrates against me, and I groan, which turns into a growl as I piston my fingers roughly in and out, faster, faster, in time to her bobbing head.
I shout when I come. The wave hits me so hard I can only sit there gasping as my dick finally stops twitching and Eva swallows every drop.
But I still have a job to do, and even though my head is buzzing, I apply myself to the task, hitting all the spots I’ve learned drive Eva insane.
She doesn’t try to muffle her scream when she comes, jerking and shivering, her pussy contracting around my fingers.
When she sits up, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand, I pull her close and kiss her until we’re both breathless again. I can still taste the salt on her tongue, see the hazy afterglow in her eyes.
We wait for the rest until we get home, until I can have her in every position on every piece of furniture in the suite I call a bedroom. She is wild tonight, like she can’t get enough. Even a touch of my hand on her skin turns her on, over and over, until we both head for the shower to clean ourselves. We explore each other once more under the shower of warm water and steam before collapsing into my bed, where Eva falls asleep in my arms, her hair still damp.
As exhausted as I am, sleep takes longer to come to me, only because I’m too caught up in Eva, in the feelings that have exploded for her within me. I spent the night memorizing her body, the expressions flitting across her face, every touch that drove her crazy, and the way her eyes gleamed golden in the room’s shadows.
A woman is in my bed, sleeping in my arms, and all I want to do is hold her for the rest of time. To keep her with me and keep her safe, away from the monsters lurking outside the walls of my estate.
I realize I would do anything for her. Anything to keep her safe. Anything to make her happy.
I’ve irrevocably fallen for the small, fiery, feisty woman who tried to take me on, and I wouldn’t have it any other way.
It’s a startling realization, but Eva is it for me. Eva has my heart for the rest of my days.
24
EVA
