Chapter 3
EVIE
As she followed the insanely attractive hockey player to the elevator, Evie checked in with herself. She hadn’t done the one-night stand thing in years. She’d been in one serious relationship since college, they had even been engaged. She’d broken it off last year because she didn't want what he had to offer. Bryan offered the life her parents had, one full of country clubs and privilege, but she wasn’t interested. She hadn't quite figured out what she wanted yet, but with her thirtieth birthday coming up in six months, she felt that she needed to shake things up and step out of her comfort zone. And a one-night stand with the hottest hockey player she’d ever seen felt like a good first step.
The door of the elevator slid open, and she followed him in. After hitting the button, he turned to face her, and the hunger in his eyes shot straight to her core.
"You sure you want to do this?" he asked, seeming to sense her apprehension.
She really wanted to do this, and the look he had just given her solidified that choice. With a nod of her head, his hands slid around her waist and pulled her against him as he walked her backwards. Her back hit the back wall of the elevator and he pressed into her.
"Good," he growled in her ear and then let his tongue trace her earlobe before sinking in his teeth. She couldn't stop the gasp that escaped her mouth if she tried. With that sound he ground his already hard cock into her soft belly, and she was fucking done for.
The elevator came to a stop and the door slid open. Cash took her by the hand and led her to the end of the hallway.
He unlocked the door and gestured with his head for her to go in before following behind her.
"Ground rules," he growled out as he kicked the door shut behind him. "We’re tested by the organization regularly, so I’m good there. This is a one-night thing. You tell me what you like, and I’ll rock your fucking world, but no kissing on the mouth."
She wasn't expecting that, but she liked how straight forward he was. "Alright, I've been tested too and I'm yours tonight. My only rule is no butt stuff,” she said, trying to sound like she actually knew what she was doing. It’s not that she was opposed to butt stuff…she just felt like she could contribute a rule to make it seem like she wasn’t totally out of her element here in the land of one-night stands.
"Done," he said with a look that had her questioning all her previous life choices. She had never been this turned on in her entire life. He sat on the bed and reached for her hand, pulling her over between his legs. "This is going to be fun," he said as he ran his hands all over the curves of her body. "Turn around."
She turned and his nimble fingers found the zipper of her dress. Slowly, he pulled it down, kissing each bit of newly exposed skin. He stood up and slipped the dress off her shoulder and it pooled at the floor by her feet. She was silently thanking her lucky stars she decided not to wear shape wear tonight. Although this was an unexpected turn for her, she at least had on a matching black bra and panties.
When she glanced back at him, he was devouring her with his eyes.
"Damn, Evie. You’re so fucking beautiful." He pulled her close and kissed her neck and shoulders, setting her on fire. His hands undid the clasp of her bra while his mouth never left her neck and shoulders. Once he had it all the way off, his touch roamed all over her.
He groaned as he palmed her breast, seeming quite pleased that they overflowed his big, calloused hands. He lowered his mouth and sucked one of her nipples into his mouth and her knees nearly buckled with desire.
Sensing her need, he turned them and pushed her down on the bed. She easily fell back. While she was no virgin, she’d never experienced anything quite this hot in her entire life. Before she knew what was happening Cash was kneeling between her legs, pulling at her underwear. She shifted her weight, and he slid her underwear down her legs.
He pushed her legs wide and groaned with approval. "This is going to be fun," he said as he slid his finger along her seam. Even the slightest touch of his fingers there drove her crazy. Her body shook with anticipation.
He dipped his finger inside of her. "Fuck," he groaned out and dipped his head to kiss her inner thigh. The scratch of his beard as he kissed her there lit her up. "You’re so fucking wet already."
He traced his finger up to her clit and made a slow deliberate circle around it. She could already feel her release starting to coil deep inside of her. His finger slid lower until it slipped inside of her. The moment his tongue found her clit she let out a loud moan, and a second finger joined the finger that pumped in and out.
He continued to lick her and work her. She propped herself up on her elbows, wanting to watch him work. She could only see his eyes over the mound of her belly, but when his eyes connected with hers, he cocked an eyebrow and lightly sucked her clit into his mouth. She moaned even louder and rocked her hips into his face. His free hand came up to her breast and plucked the nipple as he sucked her with a bit more pressure.
She fell back, losing herself to the pleasure building inside. He started working her harder now. His fingers worked in and out until they found that spot in her that made her convulse.
"Fuck," she rasped out. He growled in approval and pinched her nipple with a little more force. Fuck. He was good at this. He worked that spot inside of her, licked her clit, and pinched her nipple and she started to lose herself. Her breathing turned into little pants between moans, and she needed more. She needed him.
"More," she moaned, grinding against his face harder. She was so close her body was shaking. Once the word was out of her mouth, he knew what to do. He kept working her, but then he sucked her clit into his mouth harder than he had before, and that was it. Her whole body convulsed, and her legs squeezed around his head and hands, but he just kept giving her what she needed as she lost herself in her release. Her body convulsing in wave after wave of pleasure, making her arch her back completely off the bed.
"Holy Fuck," she said as she pushed his head away and her body fell slack on the bed. "That was incredible," she panted. The orgasm was like nothing she had ever experienced. She did not know it could feel that way.
Cash stood up, and much to her surprise, he was still completely dressed. He wiped his mouth and just like that she was ready for more. He started to unbutton his dress shirt and toed out of his shoes. After what he had just done for her, she was ready to get on her knees for this man in front of her and that's just what she did.
Evie dropped to her knees and started to undo his pants.
"Fuck, yeah," he said as he shrugged off his shirt. By the time he had his shirt off she had his pants undone and was reaching in his boxer briefs to pull out his erect cock. Once she had it out, she stopped to admire it. She’d previously thought if you’ve seen one hard cock, you've seen them all, but his was perfect. She didn't even know such a thing as a perfect dick existed, but it sure did, and she was looking at it. Giving blow jobs was always about giving pleasure, but she was pretty sure she was going to enjoy this one.
She looked up at him. He was perfection. His body was big and muscular and had scars and tattoos she wanted to know about, but that’s not what tonight was about. She wrapped her hands around it and traced the head over her lips.
"Fuck, Evie." His hand came to her head, but he just cradled it.
Then she traced her tongue along the underside and sucked the head of it into her mouth. The salty taste of pre cum on her lips spurred her on to take in a little more of him. She took as much of him as she could until he hit the back of her throat. Her eyes watered while he let out a groan.
Then she started to work him in earnest. She pulled off, letting her hands work him before she took him back into her mouth and found the pressure and speed he seemed to enjoy. He was groaning with his hand fisted in her hair as his hips started to buck into her mouth. She could tell he was trying to hold back, but she wanted it. She actually wanted him to come in her mouth, and she had never wanted that before. One of the hands she’d been using to work him came off and reached around to squeeze his perfect ass and encourage him to pump into her mouth. He pushed in and she gagged, but she loved it.
"Fuck." He did finally offer some direction with the hand he had fisted in her hair, but to her surprise, it wasn't to guide her movements. It was to pull her off. He pulled her to standing and his mouth that on her neck. "I have to get in that perfect pussy." He pulled out a condom from his wallet and stepped out of his pants.
Instead of pushing her back onto the bed, he turned her to the desk and bent her over the side. The feel of the cold surface against her nipples made her gasp. "Fuck. You are perfect," he said as he traced his hand down her seam. She squirmed and pushed back onto his hand. He took away that hand and smacked her ass. She gasped and suddenly he was at her entrance.
He pushed his cock in slowly at first, making sure she was ready for him. She was more than ready, so wet and slick she offered no resistance, but the stretch of him sliding into her had her seeing stars. She had never been fucked on a desk before and it all felt deliciously filthy. Then he started fucking her in deep, steady rhythm and the stars she saw exploded. Holy shit, she was going to come again, and she might not even have to touch herself. The way he moved inside of her was everything.
Both of his hands gripped her hips and he pumped into her with more strength than she had ever experienced before. His fingers dug into the flesh of her ass. "Damn, baby. You feel so good." But then as her pleasure was building inside of her, he pulled all the way out.
"I need you to ride me," he growled out as he moved to lay on the bed. "I need to see those perfect tits bounce as you take my cock."
Oh, fuck yeah. She immediately climbed onto the bed and straddled him. She reached down and lined up his cock with her core and dropped all the way down. She started to bounce on him and one of his hands rubbed over her hip and the other palmed her breast. The look in his eyes was pure sex and adoration. She had to break eye contact because the vulnerability behind his eyes wasn’t what she was expecting.
Before long, he started raising his hips to meet hers and she cried out. Then his thumb found her clit and she was lost in lust. His hips kept a rhythm while his thumb rubbed her, and all she could do was hold on as another orgasm built in her. She fell forward gripping the headboard, losing control and his mouth found her nipple. That was all she needed. She screamed out in pleasure while he fucked her from beneath and his thumb worked her clit.
When she was done, he held onto her knees while he flipped her, staying inside of her the whole time. She wrapped her legs around him while he fucked her into the mattress.
"Oh god, Cash." she cried out her orgasm still coming in waves.
"I'm right here," he growled in her ear as he slammed into her one last time and collapsed onto her pulsing inside of her and panting. "God damn," was all he could get out as he lay on top of her panting.
Evie shared that sentiment.