19. Evan #2
My mouth found her again as I slowly pumped my fingers in and out. I could eat her pussy for hours if she’d let me. She was close, and I would do anything to taste her orgasm.
Val muttered something in Spanish. Lost in pleasure, I had no idea what she was saying but goddamn was it sexy as hell.
After another swirl of my tongue, I increased the pressure, and she exploded around me. Spasming waves of pleasure stroked my fingers as I lapped up every drop of her.
Visions of surging inside her took over. I stood, causing the stool to topple loudly behind me. Leaning forward, I untied the leather strap from her wrist, gently massaging the tender skin. Val’s hands immediately flew to my arms, pulling me closer.
“Yes. I need to feel your hands on me.” My voice was thick with need for her.
“You feel too good. Kiss me.” Val pulled my face toward hers, deepening the kiss as she tasted herself on my tongue.
One delicate hand stroked my cock, and I broke the kiss to unfasten and unzip my pants.
I pulled them just low enough to get my dick out and ready, reaching for the condom stashed in my pocket.
“Let me.” Val sat straighter, plucking the condom from my hand. She made quick work of opening it but unrolled it down my cock achingly slow. Once it was on, she squeezed the thick base and cupped my balls. My hands flew to her hips, dragging her closer to the edge of the island table.
I hooked my thumbs under the straps of her thong and slowly trailed it down her legs, careful not to rip the delicate fabric.
I want those panties later.
Still slick, I rubbed the head of my cock against her folds. I was swollen and twitching to push inside her, but I wanted to make it last. To feel how her pussy milked my cock and took every inch of me deep inside her.
Inch by inch I went deeper, holding her hips steady and spreading her open. Together we watched as our bodies connected and met, hip to hip. Once fully seated, I paused, overwhelmed by how tight and wet Val was.
Together our breathing was ragged and shaky.
Val spoke softly. “Is it supposed to feel this ...”
“Destined?” I dug my fingers into her hair as I pulled her close for a searing kiss and pumped in and out of her. Her nails scratched my back as we climbed higher and closer. I palmed her breast, rolling and pulling one nipple between my fingers.
The soft flutter of her walls around my cock was too much, and after another full, deep thrust, I stilled and poured myself into her. I came long and hard and clutched her closer with every spurt. Several moments after I’d finished, I still clung to her.
My thumb brushed across the slight sheen of sweat at her brow. She gulped, and the buzzing in my ears quieted. I stared at her for a long while, trying to give voice to the words that threatened to tumble out of me.
When I said that we were destined, I’d spoken the first word that came to me, and it was a simple truth. There was something more than Val and me meeting by chance. I felt it in my bones. I didn’t care that I was nothing more than a reformed criminal and she was an officer.
There has to be a way.
“My whole body is tingling.” The humor in her voice broke me from my thoughts, and I looked down at us, still connected. I grabbed the condom at the base and slid from her, immediately hating the loss of her around me.
“It’s never been like this for me.” My eyes pleaded for her to see the truth there before I moved to the sink to clean up.
Her impossibly long lashes floated down as she wrapped her dress closed. “You’re too much.”
Quickly closing the distance between us, I pulled her to me. “I don’t fucking care if I’m too much, because I can tell you this: I will never get enough of you.”
A smile played at the corner of Val’s mouth, and I kissed her in that exact spot. She hopped off the table and shimmied into her panties before tying the wrap on her dress.
Without looking at me, she spoke and moved toward the door. “Okay, well ... I’ll just...”
“Where do you think you’re going?”
She motioned toward the door. “I mean ... I guess I just thought?—”
“You thought wrong.” I’d cut her off as my strides ate up the distance between us. “This isn’t just a meaningless fuck.” Irritation rolled through me.
How had I not shown her what she was doing to me? How she shredded my insides and I’d happily come back for more.
I smoothed her hair away from her face and tipped her head, forcing her to look at me. “I know the simple fact that I want nothing more than to take you back to my place means you should probably leave, but I can’t let you go. Not yet.”
Val’s eyes fluttered closed, and I pulled her into me. I knew I needed to tread lightly. If this was going to work, Val needed to lead, and I didn’t want the big feelings taking root in my chest to scare her off already.
“A few more hands,” I continued, turning us away from the door. “Just hang out with me. Let’s finish our wine, and then we’ll go.”
The smile that slowly spread across her face eased the tension in my shoulders. I kissed the top of her head. “Besides, maybe I’ll let you win a hand and tell you about the time I stole a car.”
“Stop it!” Laughter was back in her voice as she plugged her ears and walked back to the island table.
My laughter was true and easy.
“All right, big guy. Deal ’em up.”