This time when I kiss him, my mouth is open and my tongue is seeking him out. It’s aggressive. It’s needy. My body is aching for him. And he meets me with the same longing. There’s a fire in his hands now, practically pulsating by how tight his hold on me is.
His mouth is hot and wet and full of years of desire. My body has been primed for ages and I’m ready to go. I reach down and unbutton my lab coat. When the panels swing free, he glances down and growls.
“Fuck. You’re perfect.” Dragging his finger down my body, he starts at my collarbone, trails it between my tits and stops at thetop of my lacy red thong. “This is my kryptonite,” he moans as he hooks his finger in the waistband.
“Pussy?”
With a shake of his head, he answers, “Red lace. On your pussy.”
I’m already lifting a leg over his hip as I scramble to undo the button and zipper combo on his jeans.
“You want all of this?” he jerks his hips toward me.
“You promised a thrill, didn’t you?”
“Along with safety.” He pulls out a foil packet and rips it open as I dive into his boxers to cradle his dick.
Fuck. He’s thick.
His jeans are sliding down his thighs as he rolls the condom on. Then he tears at my lace until it flings off, and he stuffs them into his pocket. “These are mine.”
My insides just melted and I’m pretty sure I’m leaking down my thigh.
“Climb on, Evie.” He pushes his back against the wall and squats while I mount him.
I’m so wet that he glides in smoothly, but fuck, is he filling me up.
“That’s it, Evie.” He’s moaning as he slides me down the full length of his dick. “You’re so fucking perfect for me.” His hands massage my ass cheeks, opening me up.
His movements are slow, deliberate, rhythmic. Until he finds that spot inside of me and I whimper. Then all hell breaks loose as he rails into me, slamming my body against his while I hang on for dear life.
“Evie, I never thought I’d be so lucky to have this with you. Now that you’re giving this to me, I can’t believe I was such an idiot to wait so long. How did I not see? You’re everything.”
Pleasure permeates every inch of my body as I cling to his shoulders. My tongue is all over him. His neck. His mouth. Iwant to claw at his shirt and tear it open, but my fingers aren’t that nimble right now. My body is saturated in sensation and it just wants more.
My nipples are aching to be licked, pinched, anything, but this position forces his focus onto his grip on my ass. The ache, the need, it just feeds into my desire for him. And it’s mounting within me. Inside of this small, dark space, there are flashes of white against the backdrop of my eyelids.
But when he says, “You take me so good, baby girl,” I scream his name as my release ploughs through me.
My head is resting against his shoulder as I feel his cum drip down the inside of my thigh. Fuck, he makes me feel so good. Better than anyone else in the world. He’s mine.
Zander.
My happy place, my safe place, has become so much more than anything I could have imagined. But I’d be lying if I said there wasn’t a tiny bit of terror in my head.
Chapter 7
Evie
“Give me one more,” Zander’s hot whisper causes me to shiver and giggle at the same time. His fingers dig into my hips as his nose nuzzles into the side of my neck. We’re a few feet away from the barn.
“Someone might see us,” I say because that’s what you’re supposed to say about PDA, right?
Ignoring my empty protest, he flips me around and kisses me deeply, moaning into my mouth. “I can’t get enough of you,” he growls.
And I’m giddy. As giddy as a junior high girl getting her first boyfriend. I love how he’s holding me, claiming me, wanting me. It’s so much more than I could have ever imagined.
I pull away from the kiss and take steps backwards, pulling him to go back into the barn.
