Evie
Evie
E vie wasn’t sure why Rod was taking his good, sweet time to have sex with her. Sure, the orgasms were nice, and the foreplay was great, but she was ready for the real thing.
She pulled on her clothes, quickly dried her hair, applied what she liked to call her weekend makeup, and met Rod in the kitchen. He was sitting at her table, having a cup of coffee, waiting for her.
“You didn’t start without me,” she said.
“Nope.” He got up and poured her a cup of coffee, handing it to her. “I’m sorry, but I don’t know how you like it.”
“I have special creamers in the fridge. I like just a splash of cream with my very strong coffee,” she said. “And you don’t need to be sorry about not knowing how I take my coffee,” she insisted. “We’re only just getting to know each other’s likes, dislikes, and little quirks.”
“For example, you don’t like anyone in your kitchen, because they might mess it up,” Rod said.
“Right,” she agreed. “And you like to drive me crazy by not having sex with me,” she said.
“It’s not like that, Evie,” he said. “You know that I want to take my time with you and get to know you. I don’t want to fuck this up.”
“I get that, but I want this, Rod. You can’t fuck it up,” she assured. “How about tonight, at your place?” she asked.
“That’s a bit soon, don’t you think? We’re still getting to know each other,” he said.
“Well, I figured that we could speed up the process,” she offered. “Kind of like speed dating.”
“Oh, this is going to be interesting,” Rod drawled.
“I know that your accent is Scottish, when did you come to live in America?” she asked.
“When I was just a kid, about seven if memory serves. My brother was a lot older and that’s why his accent is much more defined than mine,” he said. She thought that both of their accents were hot, but Rod’s was softer, almost hidden even. When he barked orders at her on how to give him a blowjob, she could hear his Scottish lilt and she had to admit, it made her wet. And the way that he said her name, made her want to rip off her clothes and demand that he have sex with her right here and now.
“You have that look again,” he said.
“What look is that?” she asked.
“The one that tells me that you’re thinking about the two of us getting naked again,” he said. He wasn’t wrong, but there was no way that she’d admit that to him.
“Um, why did your parents come to America and bring you and Alex?” she asked, trying to change the topic.
“Subtle,” he chided. “They came here at my grandfather’s request. He was my dad’s father and one day, out of the blue, he called my dad and told him that he was dying and that we needed to come to America right away.”
“Oh no,” Evie said, “that’s awful.”
“Yeah, you would think so, but the old bugger lied and ended up living for another ten years. My family ended up staying and my father opened his own firm here in town. Mom was a teacher, so she got her certificate to teach here, and she loved America so that made things easier for my dad. The great part was that Alex and I got to know our grandfather—something that we wouldn’t have had if we had stayed in Scotland.”
“He’s the one who left you two all your money, right?” she asked.
“Yep,” he said. “I really liked the guy.”
“Was he Scottish too?” she asked.
“No,” Rod said. “My grandfather was American. He lived in Scotland for a bit after he graduated from college. He didn’t do much, in the way of work. He liked to travel. I guess I’m like him in that regard. Anyway, he met my grandmother while he was living in Scotland, and they got married and had my dad. She died when my father graduated from high school and started college and my grandpa just couldn’t stay in Scotland. He told my dad that there were too many memories there haunting him, and he moved back to America. My dad went back and forth between college in Scotland and America, but he met my mom during his last semester at school and ended up staying in Scotland.”
“Your family sounds very interesting,” she said.
“How about yours?” he asked.
“Well, my mom and stepdad live out west, in Montana, still. It’s originally where I’m from. My mom is the person who pushed me to graduate early and go to college. She was great. She didn’t fight to keep me at home when she knew that I needed a little extra push. I never really knew my father. He took off on my mom and me after I was born and she met my stepdad, Stephen. I’ve always considered him my dad since I don’t remember my own.”
“I’m glad that you had your stepdad,” he said. Evie watched as he finished making the pancake mix and took the bowl from him.
“Thanks,” she said. “If you work on the eggs, I’ll finish the pancakes.” She had the griddle hot and ready for the first batch.
“Deal,” he said, grabbing the eggs from the fridge. “Did you know your grandparents?” he asked.
“Nope,” she said. “My mom’s parents both died before I was born, and we really don’t know much about my father’s parents.”
“That’s kind of sad,” Rod said.
“Yeah, but it’s hard to miss something that you never had,” she insisted.
He shrugged, “I guess.”
She flipped the pancakes and put them onto a plate once they were finished. “How are the eggs coming?” she asked.
“Just about finished,” he said. He was scrambling them over the stove, and she had to admit, a man who could cook was sexy as hell.
“After we eat, would you mind packing so that we can head over to my place? I’d love a change of clothes,” he said.
“Sure,” she agreed. She was actually looking forward to seeing where Rod lived. She knew that he lived in town, in one of the high rises, but that was about it. “I can’t wait to see your place,” she admitted.
“It’s not like Alex’s house,” he said. “I like things a little bit lower key,” he said.
“Well, I think that low-key suits you, Rod,” she said. “Pancakes are ready,” she said, proudly holding up the platter.
“So are the eggs. Let’s eat. The sooner we finish breakfast, the sooner I can show you my place, and then, we can get to the part you’ve been waiting for,” he promised.
“The sex?” she asked.
“Yep—the sex, honey,” he agreed. Honestly, Evie couldn’t wait.
They spent the morning eating and talking over breakfast, getting to each other better—although she liked thinking of it more like speed dating. He helped her clean the dishes and pack, and she had to admit, she was surprised that he was so hands-on. She knew that Rod could have people do all of those things for him, but he pitched in and gave her a hand.
After she was all packed and ready to leave, he loaded her overnight back into his SUV, insisting that she leave her car behind to ride with him. She was going to balk at his idea, but she liked the thought of spending extra time with him. He promised to run her home whenever she wanted and to even take her to work in the morning. Evie wasn’t sure if she liked the idea of everyone seeing them arriving to work together, but he promised it wouldn’t be a big deal.
Once they got to his penthouse, he carried her bags up to his bedroom and dumped them on the sofa. “I’d like for you to stay in my bed—with me,” he said. “But I don’t want to assume that you’ll be all right with that.”
She went up on her tiptoes and kissed him. “Thank you for not assuming, but I’d love to sleep in your bed with you, Rodrick.” She wanted to remind him that he had promised that they could have sex once they were at his place, but she didn’t want to seem too pushy. She had already done enough pushing. Hell, she had been begging, but she wanted to try to let things just happen if that was what Rod wanted.
“Good,” he said, pulling her down onto the bed with him. “Because I say we get into my bed right now.”
“Oh,” she breathed. “I’d like that,” she agreed.
“Naked,” he added.
“Naked?” she squeaked. He had already seen her body, but still, it was new for her. She suddenly felt hot all over, and she knew that if she stayed in her clothing, she’d burn up alive with the way that he was touching her.
“I want you naked, honey,” he said.
“Will you be naked too?” she asked.
“Yes,” he whispered into her ear. “I want you, Evie.”
“I want you too, Rod,” she admitted. “I take it we’re skipping the tour you promised me,” she teased. He rolled away from her, and she grabbed onto his waist. “Where are you going?”
“Well, if you would rather have the tour now, we can do that instead,” he agreed.
“No,” she shouted. “I can wait for the tour.”
Rod chuckled and rolled back on top of her, “Then, let’s get you naked.” He made quick work of stripping her bare and by the time they were both completely naked, she was wet and ready for whatever he had planned next. Evie just hoped that this time, he wouldn’t stop before making her his completely, because it was all she could think about.