16. Val
SIXTEEN
VAL
Evan led me down the long corridor and pulled me toward the laundry room at the back of the lodge.
A warm early-summer breeze floated through the open window as the dying light filtered between the gauzy curtains.
I had only a second to notice how clean the space was before he was hauling me against his large frame.
All I could think about was the fire blazing between my thighs as Evan held me against him.
He lifted me as if I weighed nothing and set me on top of the cool metal of the dryer.
My skirt pooled at my hips as my legs straddled his waist. His full, soft lips teased the skin at my jaw as his scruff tickled my neck.
Our mouths opened, his tongue curling against mine, my hands threading into his thick hair.
His mouth moved down, blazing a trail of hot kisses along my neck.
A moan rose from my throat as my eyes opened to look through the small window and see people gathering around a fire in the distance.
We could get caught at any moment, and the risk of that sent a new, hot fire burning down my spine.
Evan’s mouth explored every bare inch of my neck and shoulders. His hands moved up my thighs and settled on my hips, and his thick fingers dug into my flesh. My clit buzzed with need.
I wanted more.
My nipples tingled for his touch as his hands roamed higher, circling my rib cage. The only sound was our soft moans melting together in the darkness. Sparks of electricity coursed through my body, warming every inch of me, and I was consumed by the fresh, woodsy scent of him.
Evan’s mouth returned to mine, not as frantic as I felt, but demanding and in control.
He deepened the kiss as I arched into him.
His body was firm and tight, and I wanted every inch of him surrounding me.
He rocked me against the dryer, the swell in his jeans pressing torturously against my clit. I was so fucking close.
I needed to feel him inside me.
“Evan.” My voice was a hoarse whisper I barely recognized. Evan’s hand dipped to my hip again, exploring the soft skin there, before running a long stroke of his fingertip along the edge of my panties.
“Fuck, you’re soaked.” His voice was laced with barely contained lust.
I tipped my hips forward. “Feel it. Feel how wet you make me.”
Deftly, he slid one finger inside me, and my inner muscles clenched around him. “Mmm. Val.” He slipped a second inside me, and energy flooded my system. I palmed his cock through his jeans as he slowly pumped his fingers in and out of me, lighting every inch of me on fire.
I made quick work of unbuttoning his jeans and sliding his zipper down. When his cock was free, my hand gripped it tightly. “Holy shit, you’re huge.”
My eyes met his, and a cocky smile teased the corner of his full lips. “It’ll fit.” My core tightened at his promise. “But we can warm you up first.” Then Evan slipped a third finger inside me.
Dangerously full, I stifled a moan as I bit his shoulder. “Yes.”
“Shh. Careful now.”
“Now, Evan. I need you inside me.”
He slipped his fingers from me to reach into his pocket, grab a condom, and roll it down his length.
The sight of him had my arousal running down my thigh as he lined the head of his cock up with my entrance.
As he pushed inside me, I realized that three thick fingers were still not enough to prepare me for how full his cock made me.
Evan moaned and gripped my ass as he surged in, down to the hilt. As deep as I could take him, he paused, and I reveled in the fullness. I stifled a trembling moan into his skin. The cold metal against my ass and his masculine scent had me reeling.
His voice was rough. “You’re perfect. You feel so fucking perfect.”
His mouth found mine, and I caressed the side of his face as he pumped in and out of me.
Overcome with a strange swirl of emotions, I tried to swallow it all down.
The base of his cock dragged along my clit, sending me careening closer and closer to my orgasm.
I gripped his waist with my thighs, holding on as he moved.
His cock stretched and massaged me as I clenched around every hard inch of him.
“Tell me you feel that too.” The gravel in his voice sent tingles racing down my spine.
I couldn’t give words to the out-of-control thoughts that ran through my head.
Instead, I gave in to my body’s demands.
When I leaned back, Evan’s hand found my breasts and tweaked a nipple.
As my orgasm exploded around his thick cock, his hand moved higher, wrapping around my mouth to quiet the high-pitched whimpers that came from me.
Fueled by his touch, I gently bit down on his thumb as I rode the waves of my orgasm.
He bucked me hard against the dryer as I cried out.
Evan thrust long and deep before pulling me close and burning his face in my hair.
The sexiest guttural moan escaped him as he pumped his hot cum inside me.
I stayed wrapped around him for several moments, trying to catch my breath.
Tiny spasms of my orgasm were still fluttering around him as his ragged breathing kept time with my own.
He moved away slowly, dragging his thick cock out of me, and I couldn’t stop a whimper. “That sound is so fucking hot.” His hands threaded into the hair at my temples. His eyes searched mine, seeking something, before he pressed more hot kisses against my neck and jaw.
I pressed my face against the scruff at his neck and inhaled his scent. “I thought you said we needed to be safe,” I teased.
Evan’s blue eyes were darkened with desire. “Nothing about you is safe.”
A satisfied smile spread across my lips, and a bubble of excited laughter threatened to escape. I bit down on my lip to keep it contained.
“Let’s get you cleaned up, baby girl.” Evan ran a gentle hand down my thigh before slipping all the way out of me and reaching for a clean towel. I’d moved to hop down from the dryer when his hand steadied me. “Let me.”
Moving toward the white farmhouse-style sink, he soaked the washcloth in warm water. I spread my knees apart and allowed him to clean me. It was single-handedly the most erotic thing a man had ever done for me. I studied his face as he looked at me with a reverence I had never known.
Who is this man?
I fluffed his hair as he moved to clean himself and tuck his impressive cock back into his jeans. I could definitely get used to this—Evan was a beast in bed, just as I’d expected, and if we could keep it a secret, my time at the ranch would be much more enjoyable. Evan was just so ...
Dangerous.
I pushed the thought away and instead focused on the warm, tingly glow of the best orgasm I’d ever had. Evan pulled me from the dryer but didn’t let me go. Instead, he held every inch of his body against mine as he tipped my chin up.
“You’re amazing.”
I felt a blush bloom under my cheeks.
Keep it light. Fun.
“You’re not so bad yourself.”
When he brushed across my brow with his thumb, I closed my eyes and allowed myself one tiny moment of bliss.
No secrets.
No lies.
No witness protection or police duty.
Just Evan and I wrapped in each other’s arms until his voice brought me back to reality. “You should get out there before someone comes looking for us.”
I swallowed past the hurt that rose unexpectedly. With a nod, I left the laundry room and hurried to grab a sweater from my room. I wrapped it tightly around my middle and tried not to feel the hurt of leaving him when everything inside me wanted to stay.
I knew Evan was right. Because that was all we could ever have.
Secrets.