Chapter 19 Aston #2
“So what if I did?” she admits, but her eyes soften. “You’re seeing someone.”
I can’t look away. This hold she has over me drives me to the brink of insanity. I tell myself to control my actions, but the longer I stare into her honey-brown eyes, the more control I begin to lose.
“Am I, Everleigh?”
She reaches out and grabs my shirt, pulling me close, and our mouths crash into a deep kiss. The warm sensation spreads throughout my body and straight to my goddamn dick at the taste of her soft, supple lips.
Just like I remember from all those years ago.
Inside the hallway, we kiss feverishly as I push her against the wall, lifting her up so her thighs wrap around my waist. I press into her to ease the throb in my pants, losing myself to the taste of her lips and barely coming up for air until she pulls back, slightly out of breath.
“Aston,” she murmurs as I bury myself in her neck, spreading kisses on her heated skin. “We can’t do this. Maddy—”
I pull back, gazing intensely. “Even more reason why we will. You think my sister is going to stop me?”
Everleigh catches her breath, staring deep into my eyes. “But… you’re off-limits. I can’t betray Maddy. If she knew we kissed years ago and I kept it from her all this time, let alone finds out we’ve, you know, fooled around, it won’t end well. You know how sensitive she is about feeling betrayed.”
“Madelina doesn’t need to find out,” I state firmly. “It’ll be our little secret. Besides, we’re adults. What I do is none of her business.”
“It is her business if you’re doing her best friend.” Everleigh gasps. “I don’t want to lie to her.”
“You’re not lying if you don’t say anything,” I murmur.
The apartment is small enough for me to figure out the living room is a few steps away. With my hands lifting her body, I carry Everleigh to somewhere more comfortable, refusing to pull my mouth away from hers.
Our kisses deepen, soft moans escaping her beautiful lips as we come up for air, breathless, with our attention anchored on each other.
I want nothing more than to own her entirely, but I savor the moment until I’m sitting on the sofa.
Without a second thought, I pull her down so she’s straddling me.
The light coming from the hallway filters through to the living room, enough so I can see her clearly. Even in the dark, her beauty radiates, and all I want is to slide myself inside her and watch her come on top of me.
My hands rest on her hips, but the urge is too strong to fight. Slowly, I lift the bottom of her tank and pull it over her head, exposing her tits.
Fuck, they’re perfect.
I grab her hips again, pressing down to alleviate the pressure in my pants. Everleigh’s weighted gaze falls upon my lips, hungry and impatient, while her chest rises and falls. I beg myself not to hurt her, but the animalistic side of me wants to ravage her.
My mouth moistens as I cup her tits in my hands, caressing them with a groan passing through my lips. At a teasingly slow pace, I wrap my tongue around them and watch her crumble.
“Tell me to stop again,” I murmur.
I need to hear her beg for it.
Her lips crash to mine with urgency, almost as if she won’t allow me to stop. My tongue aches to explore all of her and taste her sweet wet pussy, but I pull back slightly.
“Answer me, Everleigh.”
Her soft moans escape, but she doesn’t answer. Instead, she climbs off and stands before me, eyeing me with a lick of her lips.
I wait with bated breath.
Slowly, she gets down on her knees, positioning herself in front of me.
Fuck.
Zero chance of stopping.
She reaches out and toys with my belt, her hair sliding across her shoulder and exposing her neck. Her skin, so delicate and pure, taunts me, making it hard for me to control my urges.
My muscles tense as my heart beats strongly, causing me to hold my breath while waiting in anticipation. With the pull of my belt, Everleigh unzips my pants until my boxers are visible.
I unbutton my shirt, exposing my chest, only for her to pull my boxers down, allowing my cock to spring free.
Her eyes widen. She gulps, then whispers, “You’re so… so… hard.”
There isn’t a second to respond as she takes me deep into her mouth.
A groan escapes me as I watch her wrap her tongue around my shaft to take me all in. Saliva builds around her mouth, and the delicious sounds make me clench because I’m ready to fucking explode.
Just as I’m about to remove her sweats and make her sit on top of me like a good cowgirl, a knock on the door startles us.
“Fuck!” Everleigh pants, pulling back in panic. “Um… who is it?”
“It’s Maddy. Hurry up, I really need to pee.”
Her mouth falls open as she stands in a mad rush. Beside us on the sofa, there’s a dark sweater that she reaches out for to put on before she says, “Oh my God. You need to get out of here.”
“I can’t get out of here,” I inform her while sliding my cock back into my boxers, zipping my pants carefully. “Who do you think I am, Spider-Man?”
When I’m done with my pants, she reaches for my arm, pushing me to the bathroom, eyes wide with fear. “Hide in there.”
“I’m not hiding in there. Relax, Madelina won’t suspect anything. We’ll just say we were discussing the wedding.”
“Aston,” she begs.
“Answer the door, Everleigh,” I demand again, annoyed my sister has cockblocked the night.
Everleigh turns on the light and runs to the door. “Sorry, I just got home from the grocery store. Well, ran home because I was so cold.”
Madelina’s voice gets closer. “Is that why your cheeks are red?”
“Yes, have you ever run up my steps?” Everleigh questions.
“Uh, yes, I just did because I need to pee…” Madelina pauses, then glances behind Everleigh, frowning at the sight of me. “What are you doing here?”
“I was waiting for Everleigh,” I lie, then smile forcefully. “We agreed to meet tomorrow to sort out the cars for the wedding, but I have a meeting, so I thought I’d drop by now to see if she could squeeze me in.”
Madelina observes both of us, but given that she is my sister and I’ve known her my whole life, she doesn’t suspect anything. The twinkle in her eye would suggest she thinks we’re planning something special for her wedding. A surprise, as such.
Everleigh casually sits beside me, tucking her feet under her legs. “Yeah, I was at the grocery store with Marco.”
Great! This is the one lie I don’t want to get on board with.
Madelina claps her hands with excitement. “Wait, so hot doctor is back on?”
“Yes, it’s back on.” Everleigh forces a smile, then continues, “I was just telling Aston about my upcoming date.”
I do everything to remain calm, sporting a blank face rather than exposing my jealousy. While I want to show Everleigh how I really feel about this, her pleas to keep this from my sister are in the back of my mind.
“Oh my goodness, I’m so excited,” Madelina squeals annoyingly. “You’re going to have the hottest sex ever. You think he will wear his white coat, and you’ll do it on his desk?”
The muscles in my neck tighten as I mutter, “Don’t you need to use the bathroom?”
“Oh, damn. Hold that thought.”
Madelina rushes to the bathroom, leaving me alone with Everleigh. The apartment is small, with the bathroom only a few steps away.
“I had to lie,” Everleigh whispers. “Don’t give me that look.”
I lean in close, holding her gaze with an intensity that makes her flinch. My voice drops to a low, commanding tone, each word measured and firm. “This isn’t over.” There’s no room for argument, no softness in my expression. I am making it clear that whatever she thinks, I’ll have the final say.
Everleigh holds my stare. “I never said it was.”
I consider waiting this out until Madelina says, “Hey, can I crash here tonight? I could really use some girl time.”
“Of course.” Everleigh smiles, then turns her attention back to me. “I guess we’ll meet tomorrow, then? Just let me know when you’re free after work. I have a spare hour before my date with Marco.”
The burning sensation inside my chest refuses to dissipate, even though her so-called date is fictitious. With a fixated stare, I nod. It’s all I can do so my sister doesn’t unravel the truth.
I step out of the apartment with a heavy weight on my shoulders. On my walk back to my car, which is still parked in front of the grocery store where I left it, the cold winter air awakens my senses.
One thing has become abundantly clear.
This is far from over.