Chapter 40
Chapter Forty
Marianna arches into me. There’s a surrender in the way she kisses me back. Her fingers play over my shirt. One second biting into my skin—the next smoothing away the marks.
It’s a good thing I won’t be needing my brain. She’s wrecking me.
Thankfully, my body knows exactly what it wants to do.
Drive deep.
Taste. Touch.
Own every part of her.
When she nips my lip and lowers her mouth to my jaw, I groan.
Her gentle touch sends shivers over my skin, tightening my muscles.
I catch her for another kiss.
I can’t get enough. She moans into my mouth when I tilt her head, wrapping my hand around her neck.
Fuck, yes. “I love those little sounds you make.”
My cock lengthens and twitches. The need to be inside her is a wild stampede in my veins.
I pull back, dragging a kiss over her jaw, tasting the salt of tears from earlier. “I need you now, Mari.”
Her hands dive into my hair, pulling me back to her mouth.
This time I’m not sure who is surrendering more.
A rough, possessive sound beats its way out of my throat as my hands go to her hips.
Mine. Mine. Mine. A constant chant inside my head.
Her lips part with a little gasp as I lift her off the floor, putting her on the counter.
As if we’ve done this a thousand times, her legs open for me and I push between, my hips dragging the fabric of her dress up.
The soft, sweet curve of her bare legs makes my entire body throb.
“Please. Closer,” Marianna whispers, her tone low and husky.
I wrap my hand around her ass and drag her to the edge of the counter as I press my body tightly against her. “Better?”
“Yeah.” She hooks her heels around my thighs causing my mouth to go bone dry. “But this is even better.”
I tilt my head back and laugh. “I gotta tell you Mari, I love how you take what you want.”
“I can’t help it. You do this to me.”
I kiss her again. Harder this time as I rub my aching cock against the vee of her legs. “See what you do to me? Now lean back.”
“What?” She blinks at me.
I drop to my knees and her eyes flare.
“That’s right, babe. I want a taste of you. Now be good, and lean back on your elbows.”
She doesn’t move. But something flickers in her eyes. Color builds on her cheeks. “I—Evan, I’ve never done that…”
“Never had anyone eat your pussy?”
Embarrassment makes her eyes flicker and her tone soft. “How pathetic is that?”
Gliding my hands up her thighs, I shake my head. My breathing is ragged and my heart has set a new pace. Hard and heavy.
“You don’t know what a fucking turn on what you just told me is. I love knowing that.”
“Oh.”
I trace my thumbs over her panties, loving the feel of the damp silk. “Do you trust me to do this?”
“Yes. I just felt like I needed to tell you in case I got… I don’t know. I’m weird or something.”
I kiss her leg. “Thank you for telling me. Now, I want you to watch me, sweetheart.”
I don’t bother with taking her panties off. Yet.
Instead, I lean in and press my nose against the pink silk.
“Mmmm. I can smell how aroused you are for me.”
She trembles, her breath catching.
Nipping the fabric between my teeth, I move my face against her heat.
Her hands fly to my hair. “God, Evan… that’s so intimate.”
I move closer, pressing my mouth over her clit with the fabric still between us. A moan rocks her body. She shifts, spreading her thighs.
“So perfect.” I trace the outline of her pussy with my tongue. After a few times of doing this her fingers flex in my hair.
“That’s right. I love how you touch me, too, babe. Your hands are so sexy.”
She shudders hard and one of her hands moves to my neck, wrapping around the back. Every little tremble of her touch makes me crazier.
Desperate for more.
I move my mouth against her, tugging the silk, licking, moving my head back and forth. When she’s dripping wet and squeezing me with her legs, I hook a finger in her panties and tug them down her thighs.
Her shallow breathing is loud.
Forcing myself to go slow, I drop a dozen kisses along the inside of her legs—moving closer and closer to her drenched pussy.
I meet her gaze. “Ready for my tongue on your bare pussy?”
Her eyes flare, her legs tremble. “Yes. That was so sexy. I’m dying.”
As I lick my lips, I let my gaze settle on her glistening folds.
Fuck, yeah. She’s perfect.
When I lower my mouth to touch my lips to her pussy for the first time without a barrier, a growl vibrates through me.
So tender.
Silky wet.
Soft against my tongue.
I’m dying. My hand moves to my cock, fisting it inside my shorts. Just touching myself makes me quake.
I’ve never been so fucking turned on in my life.
Breathing hard through my nose, I lap at her clit, focusing on the bud, using my other hand to spread her folds open.
“Mmmmmm.”
That’s it. I know what’s going to make her detonate.
Marianna makes a rough sound, her fingers digging into my hair.
Her breathing gets faster and faster, her knees press tighter into my shoulders. When I spear her with my tongue she jolts and whimpers and rolls her hips.
I add my thumb to her clit as I fuck her with my mouth, sliding the length of my tongue in and out. Over and over again.
She’s getting close. Coming undone.
I drop the grip on my cock and put my second hand on her inner thigh, filling my palm with soft, feminine heat.
Her head falls back.
“So good, Mari. I can’t wait to drive my cock into you.”
“Evan…”
The way she says my name almost snaps me.
I freeze. Tightening my abs to fight the urge to plunge my cock into her.
Not yet.
I need to taste her release first. “Coat my tongue with your cum, beautiful.”
Her mouth slides open as her eyes close. I got her right where I want her. Teetering close to the brink.
I slide my finger in beside my tongue, doubling down on the penetration.
The raspiness of her whimpers makes my dick lengthen even more.
The sound of my mouth devouring her pussy—wet and greedy—fills the space around us.
Precum leaks from my cock. I drag her closer to the edge of the counter, shifting my angle.
She goes wild and I know that I’ve hit the jackpot. The magic pressure. The exact pace she needs.
Knees pressing hard into me, the muscles in her stomach quiver. Deep inside her pussy the first wave of her release tightens her around my finger.
Oh yeah. I growl against her and she catapults over the edge.
Her throaty shout is loud and primal as I drag my tongue through her sweet juices, drinking them in.
When I can’t take any more, I bolt to my feet. “I need you in a bed, right now.”
“I sure hope you don’t expect me to walk.”
“I said I had you, babe. I meant that in every way.” I scoop her up in my arms and stalk out of the kitchen.