Her throwaway command had balanced the scales. His home was now hers, too. She’d made it that way by showing him how comfortable she was in it.
As soon as she laid on the carpet, she wiggled out of her pants. Seconds later, she slid off her silky panties. Her sublime, naked perfection lay before him.
He started removing his shirt.
“Slowly,” she commanded. “I love watching you undress.”
He plucked one button at a time, then dropped the shirt over his shoulders. She released a whimper, her attention roaming over his chest. Then, he unbuckled his suit pants and stepped out of those. All that remained were his boxer briefs, which he kept on.
“Do you want me, Evan?”
She spread her legs and, with her index finger, beckoned for him. Dropping to his knees, he planked over her and breathed her in. Everything about her—from her intoxicating scent and her dreamy eyes, to the way she caressed his shoulders—pulled his heart closer. He found her completely irresistible and he couldn’t wait to sink inside hot flesh and feel her shatter around him. All he wanted to do was make her scream in ecstasy every damn chance he got.
Ignoring his throbbing erection, he kissed her. What started as a slow, lazy build ended with her undulating beneath him. Her coos and moans were soft, but ardent. “Warm enough?” he asked.
“I’m on fire,” she rasped.
He pressed his mouth to her shoulders, dropping kisses over her chest and breasts while he slid his middle finger into the wet, soft folds between her legs. When he sucked her nipples, she arched off the floor, but he pressed her back down. “Relax, baby. Let me do all the work.”
On a breathy whimper, she sank back onto the thick carpet. Working his way down her glorious body, he kissed her hot skin while stimulating her core. When he ran his tongue up her inner thigh, her urgent groans made his balls ache. Once he reached his destination, he withdrew his finger and circled her clit with the tip of his tongue. Her sounds turned throaty and she pushed herself into him, eager for more.
She tasted good. The kind of good that could bring a man to his knees. Worshipping this woman could become a daily habit he would never take for granted. As he found a rhythm, she began to relax and a primal hum rumbled from her chest.
“Mmm. I’ve missed all the sexy things you do to me,” she murmured.
He licked and sucked her swollen pearl again, then lashed his tongue over and inside her heat until her sounds became garbled. Returning to her clit, he slipped two fingers back inside and circled her G-spot. She shook violently, her insides tightening around them. Her release was a torrent of pent-up passion, which he welcomed into his eager mouth.
He slowed his pace, then kissed her tender flesh once more before inching his way toward her mouth, one pampering kiss at a time. She held him against her, their kisses ravenous, their sounds gritty.
When he slowed to tender pecks, she whispered, “I loved that.” Then, her gaze turned fiery. “Take off your boxers and sit on the sofa.”
Nudging him off her, she vanished up the stairs. Again, he was struck by the simple fact that she’d made herself at home and he loved that. He dropped his underwear and eased onto the sofa, his straining cock bobbing up and down.
Returning a moment later with a condom packet, she ripped it open, rolled it over him, and straddled him. One long luxurious kiss later, she whispered, “I need you inside me.”
“I’m dying for you.” The searing heat in her eyes made his pulse soar.
She rose up, positioned him, and slowly took him into her body. Groaning out his pleasure, the euphoria washed over him.
He ran the pads of his thumbs over her nipples, teasing her tender flesh. She rose up and pressed her nipple to his lips. He licked and sucked while fondling the other, his cock growing harder still. And when he’d had his fill, he lifted his face to hers. Her half-hooded eyes and flushed cheeks had him groaning out her name. “You are so fucking sexy.”
And then, she started moving on him. The sweet glide of her pussy, coupled with her mewling, had him propelling toward a fast release.
“Let go,” he murmured. “I want to feel you come with me.”
Her breathing grew erratic as she glided faster. Streams of adrenaline surged through him. Their carnal frenzy had him growling and fisting her hair. She cupped his face in her hands and thrust her tongue into his mouth. When he rubbed her ass and thrust to her end, they both cried out in surrender to the mind-blowing ecstasy.
His mouth found hers, their impassioned kiss softened as they drifted back to earth. Her curving lips had him opening his eyes, but it was the pure love that radiated from her that spoke to the deepest recesses of his heart.
“This feels like the real thing,” she murmured, her face glowing.
“That’s because it is,” he replied with a smile.
21
Exorcising the Demons
Evangeline rolled toward Sin, but he was gone. In the darkened bedroom, she slipped on a robe before padding out to find him pulling on his leathers in the living room. Her heart dipped.
