Chapter 24 Kade
TWENTY-FOUR
KADE
My dick hurt from how hard it was. Evelyn was knockout gorgeous in her professional clothes, but in comfy clothes, she made me want to fall to my knees.
Her cotton shorts showcased just a hint of her ass cheeks, making me feel like a horny teenager.
I couldn’t tell if my lust-filled haze was brought on because of my dry spell or because of the beauty in front of me. Probably a mixture of both.
I knew I needed to be fast on my feet for tonight's date. I had so many things I wanted to do, but didn’t have enough time. I’d settled on a mix of temperature play, food play, and edging. I was curious to see how she would react. Learning what turned her on would be my new favorite activity.
After the last ice cube melted, I gently licked each nipple. The act made her shiver. I pressed kisses lazily down her stomach to just above her clit. Evelyn squirmed, trying to get the friction she needed for her release.
“Do you want to come on my face, baby?”
“Yes!” she cried, bucking her hips to my mouth.
I sucked her clit while shoving two fingers in her sopping-wet pussy. The motion made her gasp and moan. I continued to finger-fuck her as I alternated between licking, sucking, and nipping at her bundle of nerves.
I felt her legs begin to tremble. “Come for me.”
Her orgasm shattered through her body when I curled my fingers to touch her g-spot. Cries of pleasure filled the room.
I licked every drop of her release like a starved man before inching up her body with kisses. Leaning on my forearms on top of her, I lifted the tie from her eyes. Evelyn was still trying to catch her breath.
“How did that feel?” I brushed some of her hair from her face.
She looped her arms around my neck. “Intense… but so good.”
I smiled and pressed a lazy kiss to her lips.
“Good. I’ll check edging and temperature play off my mental list.”
That earned me a smile. God she was gorgeous. Her delicate features were flushed from her orgasm making her eyes seem brighter.
For the next couple of hours we continued to play and eat the food off each other. Things got a little messy near the end, resulting in needing new bed sheets and both of us covered in chocolate syrup and whipped cream.
I called down to room service requesting linens, while Evelyn turned on the shower. I couldn’t help but laugh when I saw the two chocolate syrup handprints on her ass cheeks.
When I entered the bathroom, Evelyn was just climbing into the steaming stream of water. Carrying the last treat in my hands, I followed her into the shower.
I pinned her to the tile wall with my hips, my erection pressing on her stomach as I cupped her face and kissed her plush lips. As I deepened the kiss, I felt her nails slide down my back, making my need go to an uncomfortable level.
I pulled away from the kiss and pressed the last marshmallow to her lips. She moaned as the sugary treat met her tongue and licked my fingers clean. I watched intently as she ate the marshmallow, loving everything that this woman did.
“Turn around.” I twirled my finger as I spoke. I rinsed off my hands before putting some shampoo in my palm and slowly massaging it into her dark locks. She closed her eyes as I continued to rinse and massage her scalp, repeating the process with the conditioner.
I soaped up a washcloth and gently rubbed the remainder of our dessert fun off.
As I went to put the shampoo in my hand to wash my hair, a delicate hand stopped me.
Evelyn turned around to face me. “It’s my turn to take care of you.
” She pressed the pump for the shampoo to her palm and instructed me to turn around.
We both chuckled when I had to squat down so she could reach the top of my head.
After we were both clean and getting out of the shower, I heard the ringtone of my cell phone. Cursing, I wrapped a towel on my hips and grabbed my phone on the dresser, answering the call and walked onto the patio so I could talk in private.
“Yeah?” My voice sounded harsher than I intended.
“Well hello to you too.” Ricci’s condescending tone came through the earpiece.
“I told you that I was away. What do you need?” My tone was clipped.
“I need your help with a shipment,” he said, ignoring my annoyed tone.
“That sounds like a you problem, Ricci.” I tried to keep my voice low but knew it was futile. The madder I got, the louder I got.
“Tsk, tsk, ya know, I expect more respect from you.”
“Do not speak to me about respect, you filthy cockroach. Either tell me what you want or get the fuck off the phone.” I couldn’t hold in my anger.
Ricci laughed. “Oh, ragazzino, no need for name calling.”
The nerve this man had to call me “little boy.” I felt my rage go from simmering to boiling.
“If you don’t want any future issues with your shipments to Mexico, I would suggest you listen to me and help.”
I clenched my jaw to the point I thought my jaw would break. “What do you need?” I seethed.