“Yes.” He nodded, reaching to take my hand again as he smiled encouragingly. “Feel. I don’t think how I felt about you then went away. It just waned, and I focused on other things to try and forget, and I suppose it worked for a while. Until I wiped the snow off your window earlier and saw you sitting there, then it all came back to me … how much I like you.”
Kiss him again!My mind screamed at me, my body lurching with a desire to move closer to him, needing to be against him and know if he felt as good as he looked. But I didn’t move, not at first.
“June?”
“Kiss me again, Evan.”
He didn’t need me to tell him twice as he quickly moved the cups of hot chocolate to a coffee table and followed them with our dinner dishes. Nothing remained between us except the blanket as he lifted onto his knees and shifted closer.
When he grabbed me this time, he wrapped his hand behind my head, entangling his fingers in my curls before drawing my mouth to his. When he pressed them to open more, this time, I acquiesced and uncertainly slid my tongue against his bottom lip before pressing against his own.
As the kiss deepened, his other arm wrapped around my waist and helped lower me to the ground as he hovered over me, my awareness of his desire growing, as did the hardness against my thigh. My own desire flushed through me, and all I wanted was to touch him and explore every inch of his hard body.
My hand slid up the back of his t-shirt, pushing it slowly as my fingers traced his spine. Taking his cue from me, Evan’s hand at the back of my head slid out and laid me gently against the blanket before it drifted to my shirt, sliding under to find my bra.
He groaned against my mouth as he palmed my breast, teasing my nipple until zings of pleasure spread through me to my core. Arching against him, our bodies aligned so his hard cock, held back by rough denim, rubbed against my leggings, teasing my pussy.
He pulled away breathlessly, a grin spread across his face as he whispered, “can I?” while tugging at my shirt some more. I nodded my head and pushed onto my elbows as he drew my shirt over my head, discarding it before he kissed my shoulder, making his way to the lacy rims of my bra cups.
One hand slid behind my back, undoing the hooks with ease as he tugged the bra away from my chest to reveal my nipples to him.
“Fuck, you’re perfect.” He brought both hands to my breasts, cupping them as he pressed them together and kissed the tops of each before bringing his mouth to one pert nipple, sucking it in. His fingers teased the other as his tongue worked the other side.
My head fell back as I closed my eyes in blissful shock that Evan Butler was worshipping my breasts like he was a devotee. But I still wanted more.
Blindly, I reached out, finding the button of his jeans, and pushed it through before sliding my hand into the opening and wrapping my hand around the thick bulge that lay beyond. As I squeezed, he groaned, and I opened my eyes again, looking at him as he released my nipple with a pop.
“I want to make up for everything if you’ll let me,” he said, reaching to brush a bit of hair out of my eyes.
“I think I need to be the one apologizing,” I said, giving him another squeeze before helping him push his pants down and freeing his cock from his boxer briefs. “Please let me. I want you to fuck my tits.”
He stared at me for a second, “are you sure?” When I nodded my head, I knew I needed to do this—for me, as much for him. Evan Butler wanted me this bad?Prove it.
He grinned and leaned in to kiss me again. After a moment, he pulled away as I sat more, pressing my boobs together for him as he stood and lined his cock up. Pressing forward, he groaned as he slid through.
Glistening with precum, his cock looked inviting just before he pulled back and thrust through again, harder this time. I took my chance and leaned up, catching it with my mouth, licking along the seam of his head to taste his cum.
“Mmm … more …” I gave him a cat-like grin as he moaned.
“Fuck, June.” He reached out, cupping the top of my head as he thrust again, aiming for my mouth this time as I squeezed my breasts tight around him. As his dick landed on my tongue, I flicked him again, and we found a rhythm.
“I gonna cum … You’re so fucking hot …”
“Cum on me, please.” His hips stuttered at my words as his eyes widened.
“You’re sure you want that?”
I smirked, “this place has a shower, doesn’t it? We’ll clean up and continue in there.”
He groaned again, resuming his pace as I continued to tease his head every chance I got. Then, his movements turned uneven as he thrust once more, ropes of cum spurting from his cock and onto my chest. Trying to catch what I could with my tongue, the rest I brushed off with my fingers and licked clean.
When he finished, he shifted down my body and leaned in, pressing a hungry kiss to my mouth once more.
“Goddamn, that was fucking sexy. Now it’s time for my apology.”
evan
“I’ve always wantedto do that.” She confessed as she tilted her head back under the spray of water. My eyes were captivated as they traced her body, trying to memorize every scar and beauty mark on her.