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Evan wanted me to keep it away from her because he said they’d talked about it already. I trusted him – he was paying and those were his wishes.
Once, long ago, Lily had told me that her dad wanted more kids. She had been so upset. She’d felt like he was taking away the little team they had built since her mother had died. She was upset that he would look at another woman. Then, I had agreed with her – we’d been kids. Now, I knew he had the right to love or lust any way he wanted. But I was in the middle, now, and if Lily found out was sleeping with her dad…
This was a unique case in every way. I hated having to lie to her. We’d never done that to each other. We always told each other everything. I was going against our friendship code or something. And I felt bad about it. I didn’t know how to break it to her without her hating me forever.
Besides, it wasn’t just my secret to tell. Evan was the one that wanted the baby, that was paying the money, and that set the age on his ad for a surrogate mother. If it hadn’t been me, it would have been someone else who was just as young. It was just coincidence that we knew each other so well, but it’s a small world, right?
Small and messed up, apparently.
I tried not to think about it too much.
What I did think about was Evan. He was on my mind all the time. He’d been so hot last night when he’d gotten rid of Jeff for me. There was something amazing about being protected by a man that wanted to keep you all to himself.
I knew it was about how pure I was right now, about the baby. His possessive behavior had been nothing more than protecting what he paid for, but that was beside the point. I knew all that, but it was still damn hot.
And that turned me on just thinking about it. There wasn’t a man hotter than one that wanted you all to himself. And I wanted him, too.
I’d wanted him last night, but I had to suppress it around Lily. I couldn’t talk to her about this kind of thing.
This morning when I woke up, I had sex on my mind. I was hot and bothered and horny. I wanted to be stripped naked and fucked, and I wanted Evan to be the one to do it. It was part of our deal, anyway, but I wanted him.
I wanted him badly.
I was back home in my room around lunch time, running my hands over my own body, picturing him touching me. I wanted him to grope me, feel me, and finger me. I wanted him to lick me, suck me, and fuck me.
And I wanted it as soon as possible. So, I decided to go and get it.
I got dressed in a skirt and top that would pull off easily, and I conveniently forgot my underwear. I pulled a coat over it and put on flat boots. I felt a little bit like a hooker, getting ready for sex, hiding it under a coat so the world wouldn’t know, but when I looked in the mirror, I looked normal, like someone that might step out to do some shopping or go for casual dinner with a friend.
I drove to Evan’s house and parked in front of the mansion. I got out and walked to the door, ringing that insane doorbell.
A moment later, Evan opened the door.
“No butler today, either?” I asked.
“You’re the only one that rings that godforsaken thing,” he said. “I figured it would be better to get this one myself. Besides, it’s Sunday. I send them home early on Sunday.”
His eyes slid down my body, taking me in, and I shivered.
“What are you doing here?” he asked.
“I want you to fuck me,” I said. There was no point being coy about it.
Evan raised his eyebrows, a little surprised. Good to know I could still do that to him.
“Come inside,” he said.
I stepped in through the door, and he closed it behind me. The moment I was inside and the door was closed, Evan stepped against me, pushing me backward until my back hit the wall next to the door. He pinned me with his hips, his face so close to mine I could see the small creases and wrinkles around his eyes.
“You’re a bad girl,” he said.
“Very,” I breathed. “I couldn’t help it.”
He pressed his lips against mine. He gyrated his hips, grinding himself against me. I moaned against his lips. His hands were on my hips, and I ached for him to put them on my breasts. He didn’t and that just made me hornier. God, I wanted him.
“Touch me,” I whispered, breaking the kiss.
We were both breathing hard already, our chests rising and falling. I was aware of my breasts, naked underneath my shirt, nipples rubbing up against the material of my shirt as I breathed.
“Come with me,” Evan said, taking my hand. He didn’t humor me and give me what I asked.
He led me through his mansion to the bar where we’d had wine the other day. I didn’t need alcohol to loosen me up this time.
“Evan,” I started, but he cut me off with another kiss, his tongue pushing into my mouth and exploring me. For a moment I was rendered useless, melting into him. When he broke the kiss, my body was on fire. I wanted him, and I wanted him now.
