17. Nina
Nina
H e’s already on the patio by the time I finish changing into the skimpiest swimsuit I own, which is a thong with small triangles covering all the important bits. Based on my choice, I’m pretty sure I’m ready to take us to the next level.
The second Evren sees me in the bathing suit, he throws me a towel and storms to the pool house. He bangs on the door and Nate comes out.
“I need you gone for the next two hours,” Evren says.
“Done,” Nate says. “I’ll patrol the front.”
Nate doesn’t even look at me as he enters the main house.
“Caveman much?” I ask.
He shrugs. “Sue me.”
“Don’t tempt me,” I say, setting down the towel on the lounge chair. He chuckles and I turn around and find him checking out my ass. Instead of commenting on that , I ask, “Why did you want to go swimming now? Normally you go later.”
“Hmm, and how would you know? Did you watch me when you were in the pool house?” He slowly walks toward me.
“No,” I lie. “Why would I do that?”
The look on his face is electrifying, a dangerous spark that ignites something wild inside me, urging me to throw caution to the wind and surrender to the moment.
He stalks toward me, his gaze locked on to mine with an intensity that causes my pulse to flutter.
My breath hitches as he closes the distance, and just when I think he’s about to close the gap, he strides past me and plunges into the water with a graceful dive.
“You tease,” I call out, laughing. That asshole had me thinking he was going to do something different, like ravage me on the lounge chair.
“I’m not the one who paraded around all day in that sexy-as-fuck skirt.”
“Is that why you needed to swim?” I ask. “To cool off?”
“It was part of it. But the other part was my mom called.”
“Oh? Is she okay?”
“Yeah. She’s been trying to set me up with someone for a while now. She’s putting a lot of pressure on me to get married, settle down.”
The thought of Evren with another woman sends a bolt of jealousy through me. “And you don’t want to, what?” I ask. “Get married? Settle down?”
“It’s more like I don’t want to be forced to go on dates with women I have no interest in. Not since I met you.”
“Why don’t you tell her that?” I ask.
“Because you’re the one who wanted us to remain a secret, and I’m respecting that.”
“Maybe you should tell her to have her back off.”
“She’d be here within hours of me saying that.” He chuckles, swimming closer to me. “She’s a bit overbearing, but in the best of ways.”
“What about your dad? What was he like?”
He grins. “He followed my mom’s lead in life.
He was happier in the background while she shined.
Zeki’s personality is more like my mom’s, and I take more after my dad.
” He’s one foot away from me now, and I’m tempted to close the distance between us.
“What about you? What about your dad? Did you ever try to find him?”
All the words I want to say crowd my mouth, restless and unspoken, waiting to be unleashed.
Even Elodie doesn’t know that I know his name, who he is.
I’m tempted, so fucking tempted, to tell him about Miguel.
Evren wouldn’t judge me, I know that. And I’m so tired of holding it all in, of being the only person who knows.
“I have,” I blurt out, my heart racing at the unexpected honesty.
The words tumble from my lips before I can second-guess myself.
“And he was married when he had a one-night stand with my mom.” To a billionaire.
Thanks to Google, I found out that tidbit.
And I’m proof he cheated on his wife. Maybe that’s why he rejected me before I was born.
“Even Elodie doesn’t know that I know who he is. ”
The confession hangs in the air, heavy with the weight of secrets I’ve never shared with anyone before. Trusting him with this feels monumental, like I’m laying bare a piece of my soul that I’ve guarded fiercely.
“Thank you.” He steps closer to me, so close that his fingers brush against my thigh. “I’m honored you told me.”
Trusting him with such a huge secret is just proof that I might be able to trust him with my heart. Decision made, I swallow hard and guide his hand to the triangle covering my pussy.
“Are you sure?” he asks.
“Yes. I’m still scared about how this will change everything for us.”
“It’ll only change it for the better.” He says it with so much confidence that it’s hard to not believe him.
“You promise?”
“Yes.”
I blow out a long breath and say, “Okay. I’m clean and have an IUD.”
“I’m clean, too.”
He hooks a finger around the strings at my hips and pulls me into his body, right where I belong.
He chuckles and brushes a finger down my slit. “ Do you know how long I’ve dreamed of touching you?” He teases my entrance and says, “Months.” He plays with the triangle of my top, tracing the edge and slowly working his fingers toward my nipple. “Too many months.”
“Stop playing.” I lift my hips just an inch, trying to get closer to his fingers. “I’m desperate, too.”
He smirks and slowly nudges me until my back is pressed against the wall. “Tell me how desperate?”
“The type where I think of you while my fingers are buried deep inside me.”
He squeezes my hips at my words. “One day soon you’re going to give me a front-row seat to watching you fuck your pretty pussy with those fingers.”
“Please,” I beg, fucking beg , mesmerized by the low, velvety hum of his voice. It slides over my skin like silk, each word soaking into me, rich and slow. It carries a promise—something wicked, something meant just for me. “I need you.”
He makes quick work of my top, the triangles falling into the pool. One tug of the strings at my hips and my bottoms fall away.
“Breathtaking,” he murmurs. “Look how pink and perfect your nipples are. Your breasts can barely fit in my hands. They’re so big. Do you see how they spill over?”
Oh, I see all right. His tan hands against my skin is the biggest fucking turn-on. And when he leans down and sucks my right nipple in his mouth? Ohhhh my God, has anything felt as good as this? He’s barely getting started, and it’s already amazing. How is that even possible?
He snakes his free hand down and finally touches my clit.
“Are you needy here? Let’s see if you’re already wet, shall we?
” He lifts me fully out of the pool in one move.
It’s so fast, it’s dizzying and damn impressive.
How the hell can he do that so easily? It’s not like I’m a thin woman, and I like that he can manhandle me with ease.
He slides one of my feet out of the water and places it on the edge of the pool.
I’m fully exposed to him like this, and he stares at me with a mixture of amazement and hunger.
“Oh, you’re soaked, aren’t you?” He nuzzles my inner thigh before spreading me open for him. He licks my slit, and holy hell, I’m not responsible for the sounds I’m making. The needy, whiny noise that just escaped me? That’s not normal for me, but I somehow can’t stop.
“You taste fucking delicious,” he says, “just like I knew you would, my perfect girl.” He sucks on my clit and works a finger, then two, into my drenched pussy. My eyes flutter shut, and he says, “Watch me while I eat my new favorite food.”
My gaze snaps to his and he grins before going back to work.
I’ve had my fair share of oral sex, but Evren is on another level.
Maybe I should’ve been hooking up with older, more experienced men before now.
Because seriously? The way he does that tongue thing?
How he swirls and suctions jjjuuusssttt right? I’m going to come in record time.
“You look so amazing with my fingers deep inside your pussy,” he says, leaning back to watch as he pumps his fingers in and out of me. “You’d look even better impaled on my cock.”
I make some sort of sound at that because he chuckles. “Hmm, you like the sound of that, don’t you? Me fucking you until you’re raw?”
“No,” I lie, just to annoy him.
“Your pussy spasming around my fingers tells a different story. Ah, there you go again, my good girl.”
I’m ninety-nine percent sure Evren just unlocked a praise kink within me. I never wanted to be a good girl before, but with him? Yeah, count me in, Coach, because when he says that and my in the same sentence, I’m done for.
“You’re so beautiful when you try to lie to me,” he says. “Keep it up, pretty girl. I’m happy to go head-to-head with you anytime, anywhere.”
He doesn’t wait for my response as he keeps his gaze on me and dives back into my pussy.
He’s on a mission, one I’m happy to go along for the ride.
My orgasm builds and builds and builds until I break.
Until I’m riding so much pleasure, it’s almost too much.
The entire time my body convulses, Evren keeps talking.
“You’re so beautiful when you let go. I can’t wait to see you covered and filled with my cum. Would you like that?”
I’m nodding before I can comprehend what I’m agreeing to, and Evren just chuckles, eating up my reactions like a starved man. He pulls himself out of the pool and then lifts me into his arms, sitting on the lounge chair with my legs straddling him.
“Hi,” I whisper, cupping his cheeks in my hands and softly kissing him.
“Hi,” he says, staring at me intently. “Do you still want to do this?”
“Yes.” I reach into his swim trunks and take him out. Holy shit, he’s bigger than I imagined. So much bigger. “Do you?”
“God, yes. I just don’t want you to regret it, to say it’s a mistake.”
“I won’t.” I run his dick all over my soaking slit, teasing myself with him. “I promise.”
He shifts his hips and his tip dips inside me.
We both groan and he pulls out before doing it again.
And again. And again. Until I’m aching and needing to be filled with him in every way possible.
Until I’m pushing him down and seating myself on him in one go.
Until he gazes at me with hooded eyes, his jaw clenched, and neck strained, as if he’s holding back.
I slowly lift myself off him before slamming back down. He slaps my ass and my pussy clenches in response.
“You like when I do that?” he asks, doing it again.
“Yes,” I moan, trying to take it slow, but that plan goes out the window when he rubs my clit. My pace falters, and in one smooth motion, he lifts my hips while he drives into me like a man possessed. Heat and electricity build inside me, ready for release.
He slaps my ass unexpectedly, sending me right to the edge.
“I’m so close,” I say, breathless.
“Thank fuck. You feel so good I can’t last much longer.”
He touches my clit just right, and that’s it. I’m done for. Pleasure courses through every single nerve in my body, setting me on fire. While I spasm around him, he groans out his own release, his cum filling me.
When I come down from my high, he trails his fingers lightly over my legs, my hips, anywhere he can touch.
“You are magnificent.” He pulls my face toward his, kissing me deeply. Pulling back just an inch, he says, “And you’re never moving from here.”
“From your dick?”
“Yes, it’s your new throne.”
I snort. “That’d make the presentation with Glam Pop more interesting.”
“It would.” He grins. “Maybe you should make us a shirt to wear that day.”
“With something funny on it? Like one that says I’m full of cum?”
“Well, it’d be the truth. I’ll make sure it’s dripping down your legs while you present. ”
My pussy spasms, totally on board with that idea. But then my stomach rumbles in hunger.
“Let’s get some dinner,” he says. I get up and he hands me a towel that I wrap around me, and he does the same for himself. “And let’s pick out a new car for you online, since yours isn’t worth repairing.”
I open my mouth to argue, and he says, “Argue all you want, but I’m buying you a safer car.”
I glare at him, and he grins. “And glare at me all you want. I welcome it. Remember what I said earlier? I’ll go head-to-head with you anytime, anywhere.”
“You think you’re so cute, trying to anticipate all my objections, don’t you?”
“Maybe.” He steals a kiss and then tugs me inside and toward the kitchen. “Go get dressed, and if you’re not downstairs in five minutes, I’m going to come find you, and there will be consequences.”
“Consequences? I’m shaking in my boots.”
His smirk is filthy as he says, “Something else will be shaking, and it sure as fuck won’t be your boots.”
“Ohhh, I get it. My gallbladder will shake, right?” I ask just to fuck with him.
“No…”
“My arms?”
He throws me over his shoulder and slaps my ass. “You little brat.”
I giggle, actually fucking giggle, as he walks me up the stairs, to my bedroom, and deposits me in my room .
“Keep pushing me,” he says, leaning on the doorjamb. “And you’ll get a lesson in orgasm refusal.”
“Sounds like fun.” I smirk, eyeing his dick that’s making himself known underneath that towel. “I’ve always had a teacher kink.”
He groans. “And I have a you kink.”
I think I might have an Evren kink too.