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The dress I wore to the charity event is a little too much for dinner. However, all of my sundresses aren’t enough.
Finally, I find a black cocktail dress buried in the back of my closet. The draping will disguise the baby bump that’s starting to form. It’s still small, but if we’re getting dressed up and going out, I want to hide the bump.
People give me dirty looks when they see me on the arm of an older man with a baby bump.
For just one night, I want to pretend that we are a normal couple, going out and having a good time.
With that in mind, I get dressed before touching up my hair and makeup. Evan waits for me in a pair of dark jeans with a dress shirt, his sport jacket draped over one arm.
“You look stunning,” he says as I use his arm to balance while I pull on heels. “Are you ready to go?”
“As ready as I’ll ever be.” I smile at him, kissing his cheek before leading the way out of the house.
Butterflies beat against my stomach as we drive to the restaurant. Even though Evan is doing everything he can to make me feel comfortable, I can’t help the feeling that something is going to go wrong.
Evan sings along with the radio, his singing off-key and loud. I laugh as he cranks the music louder, putting down the top of his car and drawing strange looks from those around.
I laugh, some of the nerves leaving my body as he looks over at me and grins. He keeps up the goofy act until we get to the restaurant and pull up out front.
My heart sinks to my feet as the reporters surrounding the restaurant turn, their cameras snapping away.
“Deep breaths,” Evan says softly as he gets out of the car. He walks around the front of it to my side and opens the door. “Everything is going to be okay. I don’t know why they’re here, but we’re going to get through this. Just keep focused on the restaurant door and you don’t have to say anything if you don’t want to.”
“They’re going to write a whole bunch of bullshit about us,” I say, my voice barely more than a whisper as I loop my arm through his.
“Kendall, I love you. They can say whatever they like about us, but the love I have for you is the only thing I care about.”
My heart skips a beat as I look up at him. A slow smile spreads across my face as he kisses me softly.
“I love you too,” I whisper when he pulls away.
The cameras are still snapping away but I don’t let them bother me as I hold my head higher. Evan’s hand is warm against my hip as he wraps his arm around my waist.
As he leads me to the table, all I can think about is his warm gaze and soft smile when he said he loves me.
Evan’s fingers trace patterns on my skin, the zipper on my dress only half-down. Sparks fly along my skin where he touches. Heat pools between my legs as he kisses my shoulder.
“I love you,” I say, leaning my head back against his shoulder, tilting it to the side slightly to give him a better angle.
He chuckles and sucks on the sensitive flesh a little longer as he works my dress down my torso, the fabric pooling around my hips. His big hands cup my breasts, his thumbs brushing against my nipples until they’re stiffened peaks.
“I love you too,” he says, his voice husky as he pinches my nipples hard, sending rushes of desire straight to my core.
He keeps kissing my neck, his mouth hot and wet against my skin. My breasts ache as he massages them. Wetness coats my thighs as he works the dress the rest of the way down my body.
Evan spins me around, pressing my back against the wall as he kneels in front of me. His hand works up my leg, pausing when his fingers are behind my knee.
My nerves feel like they’re on fire as he teases the soft skin behind my knee before lifting my leg over his shoulder. His tongue traces along my wet slit as I lean back against the wall.
His fingers tease my pussy as his tongue circles my clit. I weave my fingers into his soft hair, holding him against me as he pushes his fingers into me.
As I moan, he thrusts faster. He sucks my clit hard, his fingers crooking to press against my inner walls as they move harder and faster. When his teeth graze against my clit, I come apart around him.
He drives his fingers deeper into me, drawing out my orgasm until I feel like I’m about to fall over. Then he stands and kisses me, the taste of my orgasm still on his lips.
Evan grabs my hips, turning us around and guiding us back toward the bed as our mouths move together. Our tongues tangle as I sit on the edge of the bed. He pulls away, looking down at me through hooded eyes.
When my hand wraps around his cock, he groans and his head tilts back. His gaze locks with mine as I flick my tongue over the head. His hands sink into my hair as I take him deeper in my mouth.
