Evie
Evie
E vie wasn’t sure if she was doing anything right and admitting that to Rod was going to be super embarrassing, but she wanted to get this right. If she was reading all his signs right, he was offering to be her first, and she was very willing to take him up on his offer.
“I’m not really sure what I’m doing here, Rod,” she admitted.
“You’re doing great, baby. Just follow your gut and if something doesn’t feel right, just tell me,” he offered.
“I’m afraid that I won’t know if something feels right or not,” she admitted. “Will you tell me what to do?”
“I think that I can do better than tell you what to do, Evie. I’ll show you,” he offered. She shyly nodded her head and Rod stood and lifted her into his arms.
“What are you doing?” she squealed.
“Where’s your bedroom?” he asked.
“Around the corner, past the kitchen,” she breathed. She wasn’t sure what she had just agreed to by basically giving him permission to take her back to her bedroom, but she was sure that whatever it was, she wanted it.
“All you have to do is tell me to stop if you don’t like something that I’m doing,” he reminded.
“Okay,” she whispered against his neck. “I can do that,” she agreed. He walked with her into her bedroom and laid her across her bed. She reached for him and he shook his head at her.
“I want to look at you, Evie,” he said. He looked her over and she wasn’t sure what to do. She felt so self-conscious, she wanted to hide. Evie started to cross her arms over her chest and Rod growled, “Don’t.” She immediately pulled her arms back down to her side and watched him for whatever his next move might be.
“Have you ever had an orgasm?” he asked.
“Um, not one that I haven’t given myself,” she admitted. God, this was embarrassing, and Evie wondered how she’d ever look him in the eyes come Monday morning in the office.
“That’s hot,” he breathed. “The thought of you touching yourself makes me hard,” Rod admitted. “But we’ll get to that.”
“I can’t touch myself in front of you, Rod,” she insisted.
“You can and you will, just not right now,” he ordered. “Right now, I want to be the first man to give you an orgasm,” he said.
“Oh,” she breathed. “I’m not on the pill. Do you have a condom?” she asked.
“You won’t need either,” Rod insisted. “My pants are going to be staying on.” She wanted to ask him if he meant permanently, but she refrained.
“You’re going to touch me?” she whispered.
“Yes,” he breathed, running his big hands up her jean-clad thighs. “And I’m going to taste you—here,” he said, cupping her sex.
“No one’s done that to me, Rod,” she said. Sure, she had fantasized about a man doing that to her but never dreamt that it would happen.
“Are you good with me doing that to you, honey?” he asked.
“I am,” she said, not having to think about her answer. She wanted everything that Rod was willing to give to her.
He stood over her body, quickly unzipping her jeans and working them down her body along with her panties. He kissed his way up her body and unclasped her bra, leaving her completely bare for him. Rod took his time to look her body over and this time, she didn’t want to hide from him. He looked at her as though she was a goddess. No one had ever made her feel so sexy.
“You’re beautiful, Evie,” he whispered. She watched as Rod settled between her legs and he looked as though he was inspecting her, up close and personal. And when he ran his fingers through her wet folds, she nearly bucked off the bed.
Evie wasn’t lying, she had touched herself, to the point of orgasm, but she’d never dreamed that just one touch from Rod could feel so good.
“You like that?” he asked.
“Yes,” she hissed. She practically thrust her pussy at him, and he chuckled. “So demanding already,” he teased. “I’m going to take my time and drive you crazy, honey.”
“I hate to tell you this, Rod, but it won’t take me very long to achieve crazy if you keep touching me like that,” she whimpered.
He chuckled and touched her again, causing her to moan and ride his fingers. “Well then, this is sure to send you over the edge,” he warned. She lifted her head to look down her body once more, only to watch him dip his head to lick into her pussy. God, it was the hottest thing she’d ever witnessed in her life. How could she last when he was doing what he was to her? Evie felt about ready to go off like a rocket.
“Rod,” she whimpered. She couldn’t stop herself from falling over the edge. It was as if she was on a speeding train and she knew that it was going to derail, but she couldn’t stop it. Evie shouted out his name and he stood and smiled down at her.
“Wait here, honey,” he said. He went into her master bathroom and returned with a washcloth.
“What are you doing?” she asked.
“I want to take care of you,” he insisted.
She tried to wave him off, “I can take care of myself, Rod.”
“Honey, if we’re going to have sex someday, you’re going to have to learn to let me take care of you,” he insisted. He spread her folds and used the warm, wet washcloth to clean her up. It was the most intimate thing anyone had ever done to or for her, and he had just had his mouth on her pussy.
“Here,” he said, “get under the covers, so you don’t get cold.”
“I’m not cold,” she insisted. “Are you going to take off your clothes now?” she asked.
“Yes,” he agreed. He ran back to the bathroom and came back out in just his boxers, his erection tenting the fabric. Rod helped her under the covers and slid in next to her. Evie wasn’t sure if she was excited or scared out of her mind. Rod had promised to take care of her, and that’s exactly what he had done. She was hoping that now, it would be her chance to make him feel just as good. Evie just had to figure out how to do that.
Rod pulled her against his body, his erection pressing into her ass, and kissed her shoulder. “Night, honey,” he said.
“Night?” she questioned. “What the hell does that mean, Rod?” she asked.
“It’s an abbreviated way to say, ‘Good night,’” he said.
“I know what it’s an abbreviation for, Rod,” she hissed. “I’m just wondering why you’re saying it to me. I thought that we were going to have sex,” she said.
“Not tonight,” he said around a yawn. “I’m beat.”
“You can’t just do what you did to me and then tell me, ‘Night,’” she insisted. “Did I do something wrong?”
“No,” he breathed against her neck. “You were perfect, baby,” he said.
“Did you change your mind about wanting me?” she asked. “I mean, I know that I’m not perfect. Heck, the women that you usually go out with are probably beautiful and built. I’m sure that they have a lot more experience than I do, but I’m willing to learn, Rod.”
He rolled her over so that she could look at him and she almost wished he hadn’t. It was so much easier to have this conversation without having to look at him. “You didn’t do anything wrong, honey,” he said. “I promised that I wasn’t going to rush you into anything that you’re not ready for.”
“Isn’t that my decision to make?” she asked.
“It is,” he said. “We’ll have plenty of time to get to everything that you want to do, honey. But tonight, I just want to hold you while we sleep. We’ll work our way up to sex, baby,” he assured. “I promise, and when I do take you, I want for us both to be ready. I don’t want to be just a guy who takes your virginity and moves on. I want to make sure that this is going to work out between the two of us. Can you hold out just a bit longer, honey?” he asked. She wanted to pout and tell him, no, but she knew that would only make her sound like a child.
“Fine,” she agreed. “But I won’t wait forever,” she insisted.
“Noted,” Rod said. “Can I hold you while we sleep?” he asked.
“Will you spend the whole night?” she asked.
“If you’ll allow me to, yes,” he said.
“I’d like that, Rod.” She felt so raw and emotionally charged. Having him there felt right. She wasn’t lying earlier when she told him that he had some strange calming effect on her. She loved that about him and telling him to hit the road now didn’t feel right to her. Evie flipped back over and snuggled into his arms, wiggling her ass against his impressive erection.
“You keep doing that, I won’t make good on my promise to hold off on making you mine.” She liked the thought of him making her his. Just hearing him say the word, “Mine” come out of his mouth, made her hot.
“I like it when you say that,” she whispered.
“Say what?” he asked.
“When you call me yours,” Evie said.
“Would you like to be mine, honey?” he asked.
“I think that I would,” she admitted.
“Good to know, honey,” Rod said. “Night.”
“Good night, Rod,” she whispered back over her shoulder. As soon as Evie closed her eyes, she could feel herself slipping into sleep. She usually had trouble falling asleep, but tonight, she couldn’t seem to stay awake, and she was sure that it had everything to do with the sexy man behind her.