Chapter Five
Evander had struggled to keep his hands off her. He had known from the start that the moment he touched her, it was going to be a challenge not to.
“I’ve never done this,” she said.
She was so damn precious.
“I can show you everything you need to know.” He waited just a beat, looking into her deep blue eyes, waiting for her to give him the signal, and the moment she did, he took full possession of her lips.
It felt like he’d been waiting a lifetime for this.
He wasn’t going to push. The last thing he wanted to do was scare her into running away.
Sinking one hand into her hair, he cupped the back of her head, not too tight, just enough to keep her right where he needed her.
The moment he felt her respond to his kisses, he deepened the kiss by tracing his tongue across her bottom lip.
He swallowed down her moans, and he felt an instant hit go straight to his cock, thickening by the second.
She was driving him crazy. With his other hand, he cupped her waist, but then slid down, gripping her full rounded ass as he pulled her in close.
There was no mistaking how much he wanted her.
He couldn’t recall the last time he’d been this aroused.
No other woman had ever made him feel this way, and it was intoxicating.
He ran his hands down her back, going toward her ass, pulling her closer.
Callie broke from the kiss, but she had also wrapped her arms around his neck. “What are you doing?”
She sounded a little panicked, but he also heard that ache in her voice. She clearly didn’t want to stop kissing him, and he was all down for that. He wanted those beautiful lips back.
“I’m taking this to someplace more comfortable.” And he scooped her up and carried her through to his bedroom, which was where she was meant to be. In his room, always.
He didn’t like sleeping in his bed without her. Last night had been torture knowing she was so close but out of reach. Evander put her down onto her feet, but the desire to throw her to the bed and have his way with her was so strong. He held himself back, as he knew Callie was going to need time.
Stroking her cheek, he kissed her again, softly, and Callie ran her hands up his chest. She was cautious, whimpering as he pulled her in close.
“You’re beautiful, Callie.” He wanted to touch every inch of her body and explore her in the way he’d imagined for so long.
All he wanted to do was give her pleasure and hear her screaming his name from the rooftops.
He wanted it echoing around the walls. This was so different for him.
Evander was used to stalking someone in his line of work.
This is what he did to learn someone’s habits.
To know where their weak points were. Callie was the first person he stalked so he could get to know her without killing her. This was a whole new feeling.
“Are you afraid?” he asked.
“No, not with you.”
He grabbed the edge of her shirt, quickly pulled it off, and tossed it across the room.
She wore a lace bra, which just about covered her tits, but they looked like they were pressing to get out of the cups.
Just looking at her made his dick ache. She was so damn innocent, and seeing it on display right now was too much.
He dealt with the catch on her skirt, pulling it down and releasing it so it easily fell to the floor.
She wore a pair of matching panties, and he didn’t expect anything different.
He had filled his home with clothes suited to her size and shape, and she was only to have the best. She looked sensational.
All of her curves on display just for him.
She made him ache. He wanted to fuck her so damn badly, it was hurting his dick to still be confined to the pants.
“Do you trust me?” he asked.
There was the slightest hesitation, which he accepted, since she barely knew him. He actually liked her being reserved, even with him.
“Yes,” she said.
“Good. Follow my lead. I’ll never do anything to hurt you.”
He pressed her to the bed, and she sat down on the edge.
Taking possession of her lips once again, he gripped the edge of her lace bra, which was the kind you pulled over the head, and the moment he did, he tossed that out of his way and cupped her full ripe tits.
She had nice large nipples. His mouth watered for a taste of her, and he took one of those nipples into his mouth, savoring her gasp of pleasure.
Evander looked up and saw her eyes closed and her head tilted back as he flicked his tongue back and forth across the hardened bud.
She was driving him fucking crazy. His cock was next to bursting, and he had no choice but to open the button and release the fly of his pants, to ease the pressure around his dick.
He moved to her other nipple and lavished attention on her before kissing down her body. Damn, she was perfect. He pressed down on her shoulders, getting her to lie back, and then he tore her panties from her body. He would buy her new ones.
Spreading her thick legs, he looked at her precious clit, and he had intended to take his time, but the scent of her and his overall need was just too much.
There was only so much control a man could possess and when it came to Callie, he was a weak man.
That is why he’d stalked her this long, learning everything he needed to know about her.
He was completely, one hundred percent crazy about this girl.
Pressing his face against her cunt, he breathed her in, and using the tips of his fingers, he spread the lips of her sex apart.
Evander slid his tongue across her clit, gliding it back and forth, working her up to a fever pitch, and then he moved down toward her entrance, but he was not going to penetrate her. He would do that with his dick.
He slid his tongue back up to her clit and danced across her nub, then he took her between his teeth, biting down just a little. The sounds she made were the sweetest he had ever heard.
Evander focused on her clit, flicking his tongue back and forth, feeling her body quiver, hearing the sounds she made, knowing she was getting closer to reaching that peak. He took her to that point, and then pushed her right over the edge.
There was going to be a time and a place to keep teasing her. For now, he needed her to orgasm, because he felt like he was going to come in his pants, and that wasn’t what he wanted for tonight.
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Callie looked at Evander as he moved her further up the bed, and then she held her legs open.
She was more than ready for this, which in itself was terrifying because she had never been with a guy, nor had she ever wanted to be.
After seeing the way men reacted at Guy’s Titties, it was enough to turn a woman away from men for life.
She wasn’t looking for a guy to go drooling over other women. She was looking for a man just for her. Actually, she had long stopped looking for men, period. Evander had walked into her world, he’d saved her, protected her, and this didn’t feel wrong.
Callie knew it was crazy and when reality set in, this could all be some kind of setup to use her.
Maybe he was no different than the others.
She was moving too fast with him. Callie was not a fool.
She knew men played a good game to get what they wanted.
But she had to keep the hope that he was everything he said he was.
This was the first time in her life that she truly wanted his attention.
Evander moved between her thighs, and she was still feeling the aftershocks of her arousal. It had taken her by surprise, and she wanted more. Nibbling her lip, she looked at him and knew she was ready as he reached between his body.
She didn’t quite know when he’d gotten naked, but Evander didn’t have any clothes on. They were both completely nude. It felt deliciously erotic.
She stared into his green eyes as he looked down on her intently, and she wanted to know what was going through his mind. She didn’t want this to stop.
She felt the hard ridge of his cock as it pressed against her core, and she waited.
When he eased inside her, Callie thought she was ready.
The sudden hit of pain took her by surprise, and she didn’t like pain.
She cried out, arching up, and he grabbed her hands, pressing them against the bed, and then he swallowed down her cry.
Callie stayed perfectly still because she didn’t want to set off any more pain.
Evander didn’t move, although she did feel him throbbing inside her.
She remained tense, unsure what to do next.
This is not how she wanted her first time to go, even though that was so stupid of her, because she knew a woman’s first time always hurt.
And she didn’t want to disappoint Evander.
She wanted the first time to be good for both of them.
“I’ve got you,” he said.
Callie didn’t think it was possible, but slowly, the pain started to lessen. He kissed along her earlobe, and he smelled so damn good. She no longer wanted to pull away or escape him. The hard ridge of his cock started to feel so good.
Still, Evander didn’t move. She didn’t know how to ask him to just move, so she gave a little wriggle, thrusting her pelvis against his.
Evander growled. “Fuck, baby, I don’t want to hurt you,” he said.
His gruff voice aroused her.
“You’re not hurting me. It just startled me at first.”
She looked up at him and waited. At first, he didn’t move.
He locked their hands together, and it felt so intimate.
Callie knew he was the one in charge. That was what he was trying to tell her, and she liked it.
She liked him being in control, making all the decisions, and when he pulled out just a little, then pressed back in, she couldn’t help but cry out—but this was not from pain. This felt incredible.
“How does it feel?” he asked.
“Good,” she said. She felt her cheeks start to heat.
“Do you want more?”
“Yes.”
He tightened his grip on her hands, and then he pulled all of the way out, or at least she thought he was going to, but then he thrust back inside her. Callie tensed, but it was pointless to do so. She wasn’t hurting. This felt perfect.
Evander took it slow, his thrusts gliding inside her, and then pulling out until the tip of him was inside her, but then he’d slam inside again.
She loved the pressure of him. The fullness.
He started to speed up, and the sounds of their slapping flesh echoed around the room.
He let go of her hands, but he did so in order to grab the headboard, and Callie wrapped her hands around his tight waist, no longer caring that moments ago she was in pain.
All she cared about now was the mindless pleasure they were experiencing and just how good it felt.
She was connected to him on a deeper level, like they were one. She was no longer a virgin.
“You’re so fucking beautiful, Callie, and now you’re all mine.”
She had no idea what he meant as he suddenly tensed up and she cried out as the pleasure struck her hard.
Evander let out an aroused groan, and she felt the hard kick of his cock as he came.
She watched him, unable to look away. He looked so consumed with his pleasure, and she held onto him, knowing she was never going to forget this moment.
His pleasure was because of her, and that felt good.
When it was over, he didn’t pull away, but he wrapped his arms around her and kissed her.
They were sweet kisses, as he pressed his lips to her shoulder, and then took her mouth.
With one of his hands, he stroked her hair out of the way, and he ran the other down the curve of her back, toward her ass.
Her body was on fire. She felt so alive.
There was not a single moment of regret. This is what she had wanted. Evander was the first man she had ever trusted. She just wondered what all of this meant now. What would it lead to?
“Tell me what’s on your mind,” he said, putting a finger beneath her chin to get her attention.
She let out a little giggle. “Nothing.”
“No regrets?”
“None. I’m glad my first time was with you.”
“Callie, baby, I’m the only man you’re ever going to be with.”
She didn’t see that as a threat, but a promise, and she liked the sound of it.