Chapter 36 #2
Monty’s thumb skims my jaw before he traces my bottom lip with the faintest of touches.
His eyes dilate slightly as he fixates on my lips.
“I was.” He answers honestly and my mouth drops open in shock.
He gently puts pressure on my bottom lip.
“Don’t act so surprised, the only people I want touching you are me or Jojo. We don’t share Evie.”
He doesn’t let me reply before I’m being pulled into such an intoxicating kiss, that I wouldn’t be able to tell you today’s date.
My hands return to his hair and I grab two handfuls of the damp mess.
The length now almost reaches his shoulders.
Something I didn’t think I would be attracted to but the way Monty lets his hair flow down, he pulls it off very well, especially when he throws it up into a bun.
I quickly pull back and look over his shoulder at the party going on in the house.
His lips trail down my jaw and I tilt my head to give him more access. He sucks on the spot where my neck and shoulder meet, causing a full body shiver to take over. My eyes grow heavy with need, but I snap myself out of it and take a step back.
“We can’t. Not while anybody can look out the door and see us out here.” I pant, the cold no longer affecting me as much as it was before.
Monty only stands there for a minute before grabbing my hand in his and pulling me around the back of the house. “Over here.” Is all he says as I struggle to keep up behind him.
“Monty, slow down, I have little legs.” I huff out, trying to move faster. Monty stops abruptly, which causes me to collide into his back with a squeak. In the next moment he spins around and then my whole body is thrown forward.
All I can see before me is the ground and the brief shape of Monty’s ass underneath his costume. Resting my hands on his lower back to keep myself steady. I recognize the pathway that’s between the garage and main house. When he starts to go up the stairs I know that he’s taking us to the loft.
He makes quick work to open the door and then the world moves as I’m placed back onto my feet.
When the door is shut and locked Monty closes the distance and crashes his lips to mine.
Winding my arms around his neck he bends forward and grabs under my knees.
Lifting me until I wrap my legs around his hips.
In a few steps Monty has me placed on the counter and he drops to his knees.
Spreading my legs apart he runs his hands up my thighs where he can probably see the wet spot on my tights.
A whimper escapes me when he leans forward and runs his tongue along my costume.
Feeling the heat of his tongue but nothing else sparks a fire in me.
There’s too much between us, I wish I didn’t wear these stupid tights so all he had to do was shift my panties to the side.
An audible rip echoes in the otherwise quiet room, and cool air washes over my center before Monty yanks my panties to the side and dives in. I suck in a gasp, finding my balance by gripping both hands on the counter.
Using his free hand he slides his finger through my wetness before sliding two fingers in. The intrusion shocks my body, but I quickly open up to him and find myself rolling my hips in sync to his thrusts.
My body rings tight as I draw closer to a quick orgasm. Just as I’m about to fall over that cliff Monty removes his fingers and stands up.
“What the-” I start but he quickly pulls my ass closer to the edge of the counter.
“I need to be inside you.” He groans, leaning forward and kissing me. My hands fumble for his pants, eager to get him out. As soon as the pants are loose I shove them down, and wrap my hands around his silky shaft, pumping it twice.
His thick length throbs beneath my touch, causing a visible shiver to run through my body before lining him up at my entrance. He pushes into me slowly and my mouth drops open as he begins to fill me inch by inch. Our lips break apart and he rests his forehead against my own.
“Fuck, you feel so good little minx.” He pants, then pulls back and thrusts forward. He does it again, each time he pulls back a little further before thrusting forward harder. My hands move into his hair, grasping the long strands into my grasp which pulls a groan out of him.
Planting one hand on my hip and the other on the counter for support he begins to drill into me, shooting sparks of electricity through my entire body. Pulling his hair, I bring his lips to mine in a sloppy kiss, before breaking apart and looking down at where we connect.
I’m entranced as I watch Monty slide in and out, his cock streaked with my arousal. My breathing picks up, and a tingling sensation begins deep in my core. I’m so close, but I just need–
“More, I need more Monty, please.” I beg, as my hands begin to roam over every inch of his body.
Guiding my hands down to the hem of his shirt I slide over his bare skin, the contact given seems to do something.
Grasping at his sides I pull him closer to me.
Eating up more space that’s between us, so he can’t fully pull out anymore.
“Tell me what you need.” His lips trace across my shoulder and when his lips begin to kiss and suck up my neck sparks fire off behind my eyelids.
A moan slips from my throat and I tilt my neck to give him more access. Between the sensations of his lips on my skin and the way he’s pushing into me. “I’m so close.” I pant.
“Me too.” He responds with a grunt. His thrusts begin to falter, as he continues to suck on my neck. When his teeth graze my neck the sparks turn into fireworks and my orgasm slams into me with such a force that everything goes black.
When my vision and senses come back to me, I feel the pressure of Monty’s forehead on my shoulder, the heat of his breath blanketing my collarbone. We stay like that for what feels like forever before he pulls out and then curses.
Looking at him with a question, I see panic in his eyes. “What?” I ask, my heart rate begins to pick up. Does he regret this?
“I didn’t put on a condom.” He rests his hand on his forehead, “Evie, I am so sorry. This was supposed to be a discussion. A mutual agreement when we were ready for this next step. Fuck.”
He begins pacing back and forth, and I should be panicking but I’m not.
I’m calm and not scared because I’m consistent with my birth control.
My periods have always been horrible, and I tried so many types.
It wasn’t until my doctor brought forward a pill that you take for three months, which means less periods and they talked about how it could improve my normal symptoms.
I slide off the counter and approach Monty slowly. Stopping in front of him I run my hands down his arms and look up at him.
“Hey,” I say softly. “I appreciate that you’re concerned, and wanted to have a conversation before this happened. I’m clean, and on the pill.”
He looks down, the guilt shines in his eyes, and it pulls at my heart strings.
“I’m still sorry for not slowing things down to get that part done right. You deserve the conversation, and the choice.” He says sternly, stepping into me and wrapping me into an embrace.
A sigh leaves me as I melt into his hold. We stand like that for a long time, just soaking in each other. When we pull apart, I quickly run to the bathroom to clean up, and get rid of my ruined tights.
The party is still in a full swing when we make it back to the main house.
I make my way over to the fridge and grab a Diet Coke, because at this point in the night I’m not really in the mood for alcohol.
Scanning the room I look around for Harper, she said her and Xavier were on their way right before I snuck off with Monty.
Instead of finding my best friend, my eyes connect with Josie, and the slight smirk on her face tells me all I need to know. She knows we snuck off, and from the lust I can make out in her eyes I know she’s thinking about what we did.
Sending a wink her way, I walk through the house until I spot my best friend and sidle up next to her.
“Hey babes, I’ve been looking for you.” I wrap my arm around her shoulder and bring her toward me for a side hug.
“Hey, we’ve been here for about half an hour.
” She tells me, bringing a cold drink to her lips.
Looking her over, she’s dressed up as a sunflower.
She did her make up to look like the petals, and she’s wearing this stunning deep green v-neck dress.
The a-line shape fits her form perfectly.
Giving her another once over, it’s then that I notice her cheeks are flushed and she has this happy dazed look on her face.
It’s almost as if she also snuck off and got a little treat herself.
“Harper Beckett, did you sneak off with the worker bee and let him pollinate your flower?” I say, and laugh as I watch Harper’s eyes grow wide and her face turn crimson.
“Evie!” She hisses as she covers her face.
Throwing my head back I cackle, “Oh shit, I fucking love that for you babes.”
Harper fans her face, trying to cool herself off. Her glare does little to steer me off, and she knows that.
“And where exactly did you sneak off too?” She counters, “I expected to see you on the dance floor, but low and behold you were nowhere to be found. Then I ran into Shaggy and they told me how they left you with Captain Hook.” The implications are clear from her, since she knows exactly what’s going on with us.
I just shrug my shoulders and lean forward so only she can hear me. “What can I say, I always did love a villain.”
“Monty is anything but a villain.” Harper tells me, “Him and Josie are exactly what you need.”
“You think so?” I don’t mean to question her, I came to accept that I was always going to end up alone.
I took the time to come to terms with that, and I expect that in a year or two, when Hayes is a bit older and Josie and Monty don’t need the extra help, I’ll move on to my new adventure.
Albeit, with my heart a little broken but it’s not something I haven’t put back together before.
Harper is silent for a couple minutes, the music and distant chatter is the only thing that surrounds us. I stare into the crowd, not looking at anyone in particular, and my vision begins to go fuzzy as I zone out. I forget that I was even having a conversation until Harper speaks up again.
“I do.” She says.
“What?” I ask her, coming back to the present and looking over at her.
“Think Monty and Josie are exactly what you need.” She tells me matter of factly.
When I don’t respond to her she continues.
“Babes, I love you and the shit you’ve gone through is nothing that I would wish on my worst enemy.
You have this shield that you use for everyone else, the sassy, smart witted and devoted person.
You’re my biggest supporter outside of Xavier, and I don’t know how I would have done a lot of things in my life without you. ”
She takes a drink, and her face turns serious.
“The you that’s behind that shield needs the reassurance and care – which is what you deserve.
I thought at one point that I would be the only one to see the person behind that shield.
Until I saw the way they look at you, and the way they care for you.
You might think that you aren’t worthy, but you are Evie. ”
“I love you babes,” I tell her, leaning forward and wrapping her in a hug. “I don’t know what I would do without you.” I whisper. She squeezes me tightly and when we pull back I quickly wipe a knuckle under my eyes and breathe out.
“Okay, enough sappy stuff. Let’s go out on the floor and dance until we drop” I grab her hand, leading her to the middle of the makeshift dance floor in the living room. We spend the rest of the night dancing, laughing and creating new memories.