Page 58 of Ultimate Justice

“Shh.” She touched her finger to his lips, moved by his question. Somehow, he knew she hadn’t had sex since her world imploded, and he was giving her the chance to back out. “Thank you for asking.”

“My pleasure.” He sucked her finger into his mouth.

Oh my.

Her belly quivered like a half-set batch of strawberry jelly. And was that moisture between her legs? Her nipples tightened, straining against her robe. She wanted his lips wrapped around them, his hot, wet mouth sucking and pulling them between his teeth.

He tugged on the belt of her robe and slipped it off. The heat took that moment to kick on, whirring and sending a blast of warm air into the room and over her bare shoulders.

Evan lifted the thin straps, letting the nightie slither down her body. His fingers followed the path of the garment, skimming along her arms and leaving a sizzling trail of sparks on her skin. If this was how her body reacted to such a light touch, she could only imagine what would happen when they actually made love. Part of her brain worried her body wouldn’t remember how.

A low rumble, one of appreciation, she hoped, came from Evan’s throat as he helped her nightie slide past her hips to the floor. He was not only stripping off her clothes but many of her insecurities. Standing before him wearing only her panties, she sent a silent “thank you” to the lingerie gods that she hadn’t worn her most boring white cotton undies today. These were purple and matched her nightie and robe.

“Nice.” He gave her a lopsided grin and a quick flash of white teeth. “I like purple.”

“It’s my favorite color.” Gawd. Could she sound any dorkier?

“Now it’s my favorite color, too. You should wear it more often. Or not.” He hooked his thumbs in the waistband and slowly, teasingly, slipped her panties down her legs.

She nearly died from an overload of tingly desire as he began kissing his way up her calf to her inner thighs, leaving that same sizzling trail of sparks everywhere his lips touched. When he reached the juncture of her thighs, he urged her to widen her stance. He nuzzled her curls, inhaling and flicking his tongue into her. She bucked and gasped at the jolt zinging to her core. A sound erupted from her throat. Had she really just whimpered? Yes, she had.

With one hand he gripped her buttocks, holding her firmly. He put his lips to her, sucking and licking, then slipped a finger inside her tight channel and began pumping slowly, in and out. As if it had a will of its own, her body rocked against his hand. If it weren’t for him holding on to her ass, she would have buckled and fallen to the floor.

She could barely take in a breath through her nose. With every swipe of his amazing tongue, she breathed heavier, her breasts rising and falling faster. That part of her body hadn’t been touched or aroused in any way—not even by her own hand—for over three years. She was so wet, so unbelievably sensitized, this would be over in seconds.

Her body tightened to the point of nearly cramping. As the shock waves started rolling through her, she shoved her hands into Evan’s thick hair and let her head fall back, nearly crying out. Not wanting to wake Noah, whose room was directly beneath the master bedroom, she fisted a hand, holding it to her mouth and stifling her cry.

Evan had removed his finger, but his tongue still stroked her slick lips, moving in slower circles until the shock waves ceased rolling through her.

“You okay?” he asked.

“Okay?” She laughed, the vibrations going straight to the place he’d just ignited into the most powerful orgasm she could ever recall having, and she flinched. “I haven’t felt this good in…forever.” That was the truth. She’d needed physical release more than she realized.

He stood and pulled back the duvet. Without warning, he picked her up and deposited her on the bed. “I’ll be right back.” He went into the bathroom, leaving the door ajar a few inches. Sounds of him shedding his clothes filtered into the bedroom, leaving her wondering what such a glorious body would look like completely devoid of clothes. A moment later she had her answer.

Magnificent.

His legs were long and muscular, with a light smattering of dark hair. Considering how broad his shoulders and chest were, his waist was trim, with chiseled abs that rippled and bunched as he went around the footboard to the other side of the bed.

He’d slid a condom over his impressively long and thick erection, leaving her wondering how he’d ever fit inside her channel. After all this time, it was probably as narrow as a test tube.

He pulled back the other side of the duvet and slid in next to her. “We’ll take it slow,” he said, as if reading her mind.

Holding his weight above her, he kissed her breasts, alternately sucking each nipple into his mouth until they were puckered, pebbled, and glistening. There had to be a live wire connecting her breasts to her core, because she found herself surging her hips against his, craving the contact and so much more.

Shifting, he spread her legs to accommodate him. The wide tip of his erection pressed against her slick entry. He captured her mouth in a deep kiss, entering her a fraction of an inch at a time, easing in incrementally deeper with each gentle thrust.

She gasped, arching against him, and he stopped moving.

“Okay?” Worry etched every chiseled plane and angle of his handsome face.

They hadn’t talked about how long it had been for her, but he knew. He was being so patient and gentle, making her heart crack open just a little.

The last thing she wanted was for him to stop. She needed this. They both needed this. That’s why he’d reached for her, and that’s why she’d let him. She nodded, giving him a quick kiss to reassure him.

“Just breathe,” he said, and when she did, he eased in a fraction more.

With every breath she took, he went deeper. The uncomfortable tightness she’d experienced only moments ago morphed into lovely, slick glides. Springy chest hairs brushed her nipples, sending tiny jolts directly to where their bodies were joined. She met his thrusts, faster and harder, yearning for more of how Evan made her feel.