Without thought, she scrambled out of them and laid back down again. Her red lace bra and matching thong had been put on with thoughts of him this morning, never expecting him to see them. Now he was looking at her like he was ready to tear them off.
He climbed onto the bed, his hands sliding from her thighs upward and over her hips until they reached her breasts. “You are so fucking beautiful,” he said.
Evan’s lips covered hers, his hands cupping her breasts over her bra as he kissed her. She loved her breasts getting his attention, and Evan must have realized her excitement because he brought his knee up between her legs, putting pressure where she needed it.
“You like that.” It wasn’t a question; it was a fact. He was calling it out like he was learning something new and committing it to memory. “What about this?”
He kissed a path from her lips down her neck, finding her bra strap with his hands and sliding them down as he kissed a path of exposed flesh. She moaned, the anticipation building in her.
Finally, he freed her breasts, and his hands went back to touching. He palmed her breasts, then pressed them up from the bottom and took both nipples between his finger and thumb. A light squeeze and twist and she cried out.
“I’m going to say you like that, too.”
Bending down, he took one pert nipple in his mouth and sucked. She lifted off the bed. Then he bit down, just enough to feel a little pain with the pleasure.
“Evan,” she half-yelled.
“I’m going to learn every inch of you tonight. I want to see you come over and over.”
She was riding the edge as it was and didn’t respond.
“What else do you like?” he asked.
She whimpered in response as his knee released its pressure on her, leaving her wanting.
“I’ll take care of you,” he assured her.
He continued kissing his path down her body, and she tensed as he reached her panty line. His hands toyed with the waist of them before pulling them down her legs. She lost his weight on her as he pulled away to peel them off.
“I have imagined doing this to you so many times. I want to know your taste. Can I do that?”
“Mm-hmm,” she answered.
He didn’t speak again. Instead, he slid his hands under her knees, drawing her legs apart. Draping one knee over his shoulder, he let his hand lead the way, slipping one finger into her.
She hissed a breath as every nerve ending in her body pulsed with his touch. He added a second finger and pumped them in and out of her a few times.
Just when she thought this was too much, already building towards her orgasm, Evan bent down and flattened his tongue against her clit. She cried out, pulling up off the bed at the sheer pleasure of it.
As she worked towards her orgasm, Evan continued to use his fingers and tongue to guide her over the edge. Suddenly, he pulled his fingers out of her before adding a third, stretching her in the best way possible. Then he sucked once on her clit, and she saw stars.
She came with an unbelievable force. Crying out his name, she clutched the quilt under her as he continued his ministrations and guided her back down from that earth-shattering orgasm.
“I knew you would taste like heaven,” he said as he pulled away from her, drawing his shirt over his head.
Kayla licked her lips in anticipation as she watched this perfect man strip in front of her. She needed more, needed to feel him deep inside of her. His pants fell to the ground, his hard cock stretching against his boxers.
He slid those off next and took one hand to stroke his cock a few times as he looked at her. “Seeing you there, waiting and ready for me, is the hottest thing I’ve ever seen.” He bent down, grabbed his wallet, and pulled out one foil packet. He tore it open and rolled it over himself.
Evan grabbed her legs again, surprising her by pulling her to the edge of the bed. Her tall bed made it the perfect angle for him to stand and slide into her, which is exactly what he did before pulling all the way out and then thrusting in again in one move.
Kayla closed her eyes as she enjoyed the way he felt. Surprisingly, she felt another orgasm building. She’d never had two in one session. Hell, often she didn’t have one.
Standing, Evan continued his forceful thrusts over and over into her. Unable to touch him from this position, she gripped the quilt again as she cried out to Evan’s movements. Her head tossed side to side as she searched for anything to push her over.
“Tell me what you need,” Evan said.
She shook her head, nowhere near about to tell him what she wanted. Kayla had a secret that she was holding on to, and she’d rather miss out than tell him.