What Do You Need
EVREN
The check could not come fast enough. The evening couldn’t have gone better.
From the moment she opened her door and knocked me senseless with this sexy romper, we slipped right back into the seamlessness of us we developed during the cruise.
Being here with her, I finally feel like myself again.
Like I’m breathing fresh air after being trapped in the smoky demon realm.
All through dinner, we touched. Nothing overly sexual, just simple intimate touches. My fingers toyed with hers, our knees brushed beneath the table, and her hand landed on my arm. Each and every touch sets me on fire. The longer we sat and ate, the hungrier I became—for her.
When the waitress asked if we wanted dessert, there was only one thing I wanted.
Kallie.
And judging by the sharp inhale of breath and the way her heart begins to race, Kallie is on the same page as me. I order us tiramisu to go and turn to Kallie, taking her hand.
“Is this okay, Doll?” I ask.
Kallie’s smile is wicked as she leans close and traces my jaw with her fingertips. “My place or yours?”
I groan as my cock begins to rise. “Such sass from such a beautiful mouth.”
She hums as her smile lights up her entire face, “Sass isn’t the only thing my mouth is good for.”
FUCK.
“My place is closer,” I manage to grate out as all blood and thought rush south.
The waitress returns with our to-go order, and I hand her my card.
As soon as she brings the receipt and my name is scribbled, I’m out of my seat and helping Kallie to stand.
We weave our way through the crowded restaurant, my hand resting gently on her bare shoulders, and make our way to my car.
I help her in and jog around to the driver's seat.
“Kallie,” I rumble as we head out of the parking lot and onto the main drive, “are you sure you’re okay with this?”
She reaches over and lays her hand on my arm. “Very sure,” she says breathily. That’s all the reassurance I need. As we drive, we make small talk, but the tension in the car is electric.
We reach my condo downtown, and I pull into the parking garage. I exit the car and walk around to help Kallie, taking her hand and leading her to the building. We climb into the elevator with a few other residents.
I have to beat back the urge to press her to the back wall and ravish her right here and now. By the time we reach my floor, I’m vibrating with energy and need. When we exit, it’s a quick walk to my door.
The second the door closes, I lift her in my arms and press her against it, my mouth claiming hers.
My tongue swipes the seam of her lips until she opens for me. Our tongues dance, battling for dominance. I swallow Kallie’s moans greedily as her hands rip my hair free to tangle in its waves. She scrapes her nails along my scalp, angling my head and deepening our kiss.
We break apart long enough to suck in much-needed air before diving back in. Paradise. That’s what it feels like to have Kallie in my arms again.
Bite. Brand. Mark.
My demon nature is screaming for me to claim her as mine.
The fates keep throwing us together, and I refuse to ignore it any longer.
I shouldn’t have done it on the cruise, and I sure as fuck am not going to do it now.
But I won’t rush this; in spite of the fact that I feel like I’ve known her forever, I want to romance her.
Right after I fuck her so thoroughly she’ll need me to carry her in order to leave my bed. A bed I am very much ready to get her into.
When we come up for air again, I kiss along Kallie’s jaw until I reach her throat, where I gently graze with my teeth.
A raspy hum leaves her as I kiss my way to the opposite side and repeat the motion.
“I love when you use your teeth,” she rasps as I apply a bit more pressure.
A pleased rumble vibrates through me as I continue to kiss her collar.
“Evren,” she moans.
“Mmm, talk to me, Doll. What do you need?”
“You. Naked. Bed.”
Fuck yeah. Who am I to deny my goddess? But I need to slow down. I want to savor our reunion, draw out our pleasure as long as possible. Gripping Kallie’s impeccable ass, I pull her from the door and turn to head into my home.
“We’ll do a proper tour later, Doll,” I murmur, carrying her through the foyer. “For now…cliffs notes. You’re acquainted with the front door.”
Kallie laughs, pressing light kisses along my neck.
“Entryway. Straight ahead, sunken living room. Kitchen to the left. The hallway off the kitchen has the guest suite and laundry.”
She lifts her head briefly, smiling before returning to kiss the other side of my neck as I turn down the hall.
“Home office. Half bath.”
Finally, I reach the doorway and grin. “Master,” I say, stepping into my bedroom.
I set her gently on her feet at the edge of the bed, then flip on the light. Soft light illuminates dark wood finishes with touches of bronze scattered about pictures and small keepsakes.
Kallie looks around, taking in the space before turning back to me. The air around crackles with the electricity building between us.
“Nothing left to see, Doll,” I say, slowly stepping closer.
Her eyes track my predatory movements as she says, “Oh? Nothing at all?”
I shake my head, taking another step toward her.
“Nope. Like what you see?”
She tilts her head, a smug smile on her lips. “That depends.”
“Oh?”
“Mhm.”
Another step, and there’s a hairsbreadth of space left between us.
“On what, Doll?”
“Are you gonna show me the bed, or are you gonna just stand there looking like living, breathing sin in a suit?”
Oh, this woman. My cock pulses painfully in my suddenly too-tight pants.
“You wound me,” I tease.
Her smile turns sultry. “Don’t worry, Honey, I’ll kiss it all better.”
The sound that leaves me is half growl-half moan.
I reach for her, closing the minute space left between us, and melding our bodies.
Kallie melts into me as I crash our mouths together.
Her hands slide up my chest and under my jacket, pushing it off my shoulders.
I shrug it free, never breaking our passionate kiss.
When we finally break apart panting, Kallie’s pupils are blown wide, and her scent mixed with our arousal perfumes the room. It’s a scent I’ve craved every moment since we parted on the cruise.
I trace my thumb across her swollen bottom lip and rasp, “You have no idea what you do to me, Doll.”
She slides a hand down my chest, past my waistband, to cup my aching cock. I groan as pleasure ripples through me.
“I think I might have an idea,” she says, voice dripping with sin.
I capture her lips once more, our tongues tangling as Kallie undoes the buttons of my shirt. Her fingertips gently brush my overheated and sensitive skin, teasing me until my patience snaps. I rip the button from the cuffs and discard the shirt.
Kallie laughs at the destruction as she reaches for my belt.
The click of the metal echoes loudly in the quiet room, coiling my need tighter with each passing moment.
When she pushes my pants down, my cock springs free and into Kallie’s awaiting hand.
She gives me a slow, lazy pump as pleasure-induced black dots swim before my eyes.
“If you keep that up, Doll, I might embarrass myself,” I say, catching her wrist, though my cock protests. “Besides, you have on entirely too many clothes.”
“Can’t have that,” she murmurs, tugging the top of her romper down and shimmying it down her curvaceous form to pool at her feet. A growl escapes me.
“Fuck, Kallie. You are a vision.”
A slight blush creeps up her throat to her cheeks. Gods, I missed the way she blushes when I compliment her.
I reach behind her and release the clasp of her bra, freeing her supple breasts. A satisfied rumble rolls through my chest as I cup their perfect weight, my thumbs toying with her nipples. Kallie arches her back, pushing into my hands, her own hands sliding up my arms to grip my shoulders.
I slide my palms from her breast down to her hips, hooking my fingers under her lacy panties, and drag them down her thighs.
Bending down, I lift her up, her legs wrapping naturally around my waist, and walk to the bed. When I reach the bed, I kneel and crawl up to the head, laying Kallie down amongst the pillows and pressing my weight on top of her so my cock can glide through her soaking pussy.
Fuck.
I break our kiss, only for Kallie to pull me back.
Her desperation feeds my own with each hungry swipe of her tongue.
I want nothing more than to savor this, draw it out as long as possible, but I don’t; my control is snapping.
I don’t just want her. I need her. Need our bodies to be joined as one as badly as I need my next breath.
Kallie releases me, nipping my bottom lip. “Evren,” she rasps, “Please. I need you.”
“I know, Doll. I need you too.” I groan, rolling my hips so that my cock just barely pushes into her opening. Kallie tries to use her legs to shove me in, and a dark chuckle escapes me.
I kiss her hard and quick. “So impatient,” I say, rolling to the side table to grab a condom from the box I took from the cruise.
Kallie makes an adorable pouting noise as she pushes to her elbows. “So horny for my sexy demon,” she says, snatching the condom, ripping it open, and tossing the wrapper aside before grabbing hold of my cock.
A desperate noise slips past my lips as I pump my hips into her hand. She teases me for a moment, toying with the tip before sliding the condom on and tugging me down on top of her, lining me up with her entrance.
“Fuck me, Evren.” She says, tweaking my nipples.
My control shatters. I lace our fingers as I push home.
Euphoric pleasure ripples through my body as we join. Kallie’s back bows as she adjusts to my cock. I hold my position despite my every instinct screaming to piston into her with reckless abandon. After a moment, her body relaxes, and she starts to move.
I kiss along her neck as I match her pace. “Good, Doll?”
“Perfect,” she moans.
Her hands wander my body, tracing the muscles of my arms, scratching down my back, and grabbing my ass to pull me closer.
“More,” she says breathlessly.
“Greedy,” I laugh. I shift my weight and grab one of her legs to throw over my shoulder. The new angle draws a strangled cry from Kallie. I pick up the pace, each thrust drawing out the most delicious sounds from Kallie. Her walls begin to flutter as tingles cascade down my spine.
I reach between us and toy with her clit.
A few fast circles and one hard pinch, and Kallie shatters, screaming my name.
I throw her other leg over my shoulder and hammer home before my own orgasm rips through me like a tsunami, and I bellow her name to the heavens.
Kallie cums again, squirting all over my cock and making me cum even harder.
I continue to gently thrust as I lower her legs. Kallie looks at me in that satisfied, blissed-out, dreamy way that I remember so well from our time on the cruise. We gaze at each other as our aftershocks subside, some unspoken emotion passing between us.
I lean down and gently kiss her before rolling us so she lies on top of me. Wrapping my arms around her, I inhale her scent and pull her close.
“You okay, Doll?”
“I’m wonderful,” she says dreamily.
A satisfied purr rolls through me. “I’ll get you a bath drawn in a few minutes. Right now, I just want to hold you.”
Kallie sighs, curling closer, the beat of her heart against my chest matching mine perfectly. “I’d love that.”
I tighten my arms around her, kissing the top of her head. The thought rushes through my mind, unbidden but certain.
That’s good, because I’m pretty sure I love you.