Total pages in book: 95
Estimated words: 92547 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 463(@200wpm)___ 370(@250wpm)___ 308(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 92547 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 463(@200wpm)___ 370(@250wpm)___ 308(@300wpm)
“New wife? Well, now you’re just making up stories.”
“You don’t think that will happen someday? A man like you won’t stay single forever, Evan.”
“I have no interest in getting remarried, but that’s beside the point.”
So many emotions rose to the surface, and I needed to be brutally honest. “My feelings for you will always be raw and complicated. They always have been. Now that we’ve had a sexual relationship, Evan, I don’t know that I could depend on you to replace my family. I don’t see you the same way I see a family member. My heart won’t let me. And anything going on with you personally will always affect me in a way it wouldn’t if you were merely my brother.”
I reached out to rub his chin scruff. “But in answer to your challenge… I will forgive you for yucking my yum over Effie’s bedroom. And I forgive you for rejecting me back in the day, too, because in retrospect, you were right about everything.”
He kissed me on the forehead and spoke softly against it. “Thank you.”
“That was a weak challenge, by the way.”
“Not to me, it wasn’t. I’ve felt like shit ever since the other night. I needed to know you forgive me.” He stood.
“Where are you going?” I sat straighter.
“To make you dinner.”
“I’m not hungry.”
He stopped and turned around. “You sure?”
“I’m sure.”
“Tell me what I can do for you, then. We still have time before I have to pick up Effie, and I want to make the most of it.”
How was I supposed to tell him I wanted him between my legs without sounding cheap? We’d just had a deep conversation, but all I could think about was sex.
The longer I said nothing, the longer he looked into my eyes. Somehow, he must’ve sensed the need in me.
“Come…” He reached out his hand. I took it and followed him into the living room.
“Lie back,” he commanded as I fell onto the sofa.
Evan got down on his knees. He slid my body close, so my ass was at the edge of the couch. No sooner than I could blink, he’d pulled my leggings down, followed by my panties.
He licked his fingers before pushing them inside of me, causing my muscles to tighten.
“Sit back and relax, baby. I’ve got you.”
His eyes locked with mine as he moved his fingers in and out. And while I wished it were his cock, there was something uniquely erotic about this. He circled the thumb of his opposite hand around my clit. A moment later, he licked his lips before pulling his fingers out of my now drenched opening. My clit throbbed as I waited for his next move.
He spread my knees wider and lowered himself. I gasped at the feel of his wet mouth on my tender flesh.
“Mmm…” he groaned, sending a vibration followed by ripples of pleasure through my body.
I bent my head back, surrendering to the ecstasy. The more I let go, the harder he devoured me, lapping with more intensity as his beard scraped against me.
Evan managed to give me exactly the escape I needed. It didn’t matter how I performed or whether I pleased him. This was all about me, his way of making me feel better when he knew very little else probably could.
I tugged at his thick hair, guiding his movements, completely turned on by the barely audible sounds of pleasure coming from his mouth as he ate me. When he inserted his tongue all the way inside while also massaging my clit, I nearly came.
Instead, I tightened my muscles to stave off the orgasm, gripping his hair tighter.
“That’s it. Show me how you like it,” he muttered.
I knew this had to be killing him. While I appreciated the selfless act of oral sex, I wanted nothing more than to feel him inside of me.
Pulling his head away, I scooched back.
“I need to come, but I want to do it with you inside me.”
“You don’t have to ask twice,” he said, whipping his belt off and throwing it down. His hair was a tousled mess as he gazed down at me, and he’d barely slipped down his boxer shorts before lowering himself to enter me.
Evan groaned loudly as he thrust. “Fuck, Chloe. Come whenever you’re ready because I’m already about to explode. I got so damn worked up eating your pussy.”
I reached down to rub my clit. He pumped hard into me a few times before I felt the heat of his load.
“Shit,” he muttered.
I hadn’t expected him to come first, but apparently going down on me like that had done a number on him. I released my climax, extremely turned on by his lack of control and the warmth that filled me.
“Give it all to me,” he murmured. “I love feeling you come.”
The orgasm passed through me like it had taken me to another dimension. I’d certainly forgotten my worries for a moment. I’d unloaded all the stress of the day into Evan. And it felt glorious.