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I nodded. “Much.”
“Get on t
he bar,” he ordered.
I didn’t hesitate. I used the stool to hoist myself onto the bar. I gasped when my naked body hit the cold bar top. Evan got onto the bar, too, and I laid on back. My body was covered in goosebumps, my nipples tight and erect. I was out of breath, waiting.
Evan crawled over me and took a nipple into his mouth, sucking on me. I gasped as he sucked and licked the one nipple before going to the other. His hands were on my breasts, kneading and massaging.
Evan pushed my legs open with one hand and positioned himself between them. His cock was at my entrance, and I groaned. God, yes. I’d wanted this for almost twenty-four hours now.
I cried out when he pushed into me. He felt bigger, better than I remembered.
Evan started pumping in and out of me immediately. I cried out as he fucked me, my body rocking on the bar, the surface hard beneath me. My breasts swung back and forth, and Evan watched as it happened, his eyes hungry, full of lust and the kind of adoration men get when they look at naked bodies.
It didn’t very long before he pushed me to my first orgasm. Evan had a way of getting me to climax fast. He was so good at what he did. Or maybe it was because of what we were doing–trying to get pregnant for a hell of a lot of money–or the fact that he was Lily’s dad and what we were doing fell in the forbidden category.
Whatever the reason, the orgasm washed over me, and I cried out, shivering and convulsing. Evan didn’t let up when I did. He fucked me hard, pounding into me as I climaxed.
When I came down from my orgasm, I breathed hard, trying to catch my breath. Evan slowed down and then stopped, pulling out of me. I gasped as he did. I was already tight and sensitive, and we were just getting started. Evan got off the bar.
“What are you doing?” I asked.
His cock was hard and slick with my sex. He held out his hand to me. I pushed myself up and let him help me get off the bar. He led me to the couch in the corner and sat down. I didn’t need to be told what he wanted.
He looked up at me with those fierce green eyes, his dick hard and ready. I clambered onto his lap, straddling him. I lowered myself onto him, gasping when he pushed into me.
“We’re not going to get any unexpected visitors, are we?” I asked.
Evan shook his head. “I locked the door, and if anyone arrives, I’m not here.”
I nodded and kissed him, moving slowly up and down his cock. His hands were on my hips, feeling my motion. I cupped his cheek and kissed him deeply. When I broke the kiss, I put my hands on his shoulders and picked up the pace, rocking my hips back and forth, riding his cock. I was in charge now.
Evan groaned as I rode him. I fucked him, sitting in his lap. My knees rubbed against the smooth leather beneath us. His dick pushed deep into me, and I rubbed my clit against his pubic bone, working myself up in a frenzy at the same time I was fucking him.
The room filled with the sounds of our sex, the creaking of the leather couch as I rode him, our gasps and groans mingling together. I rubbed myself against him, pushing myself closer and closer to the edge of my second orgasm.
My body started jerking as the orgasm came closer. I gasped and cried out, feeling the pleasure take hold of me, slowly becoming overwhelming. I breathed deeply, whimpering.
The orgasm started at my core, clenching my muscles and taking over my body a lot slower than the first one had. I squeezed my eyes shut and gasped, pressing my face into Evan’s neck, and I came on top of him, my body curled around him.
Evan put his hands on my hips, holding me in place, and started bucking his hips beneath me. He fucked me while I was paralyzed by pleasure on top of him. His cock hammered into me, and I cried out as he drew out my orgasm.
“God, you’re so good,” Evan growled in my ear as I buried my face against his shoulder. I was breathing hard.
He patted my hip with his hand, urging me to get off him. He spun me around so that I sat on the couch, and he stood before me, naked, glistening, hard, and throbbing. His cock was at face height. I didn’t know if this was what he wanted from me, but I took him into my mouth and sucked on his cock.
He tasted like sex–our sex–and he was bigger than I remembered. He slid his dick in and out of my mouth, countering my motion as I moved my head back and forth. I held my breath when he hit my soft palate, and this time, I didn’t pull back again. He slowly slipped past my gag spot, and he slid down my throat, thick and hard, blocking off my air.
“Fuck,” Evan groaned when I took him in all the way to the hilt. His hands were in my hair, but he was holding onto me more than guiding me.
I pumped my head back and forth, pulling out every couple of strokes to catch my breath before I took him in again.
“I can’t hold back if you do that, Scar,” he said and pulled out of my mouth.
I looked up at him. Spit dribbled down my chin, and I wiped it away with my hand. Evan took two steps away from me, his hands on his hips, breathing hard.
“Just a second,” he said.
