Chapter 31
CHLOE
“For the record, this doesn’t say Chex.” Evan flashed a crooked smile.
When I placed my hand on his chest again, I could feel how fast his heart was beating. Despite him mauling my face in Drew’s bedroom earlier, this was the last thing I’d expected tonight, though I was so very ready for it.
Rather than say anything, I reached up on my tiptoes and kissed him hard, pushing my tongue into his mouth.
That was apparently all the permission Evan needed. He lifted me off the ground and carried me to his room. With my arms around his neck, enveloped in his warmth, I felt light as a feather.
The bedroom was dark, the house so quiet you could hear a pin drop. I was grateful for this opportunity to finally be alone with him for an entire night.
He placed me gently on the bed and peered down. “I want to do everything to you. But tell me what you need from me first.”
I looked up at the magnificence of Evan Ricci. His broad shoulders. His dreamy brown eyes. That gorgeous piece of black hair that always fell over his forehead. I’d seen him from all angles but never bare.
“I want to see your body,” I said.
With a boyish twinkle in his eyes, Evan unbuttoned his shirt before sliding it off his arms. I swallowed at the sight of his muscular chest and the prominent veins in his strong arms.
While I’d seen him shirtless before, this was the first time I’d allowed myself to stare and soak it all in.
My mouth watered. Evan was so much more defined than he’d been years ago, a testament to the full-on man he’d grown into over a decade.
His golden skin was smooth and almost looked like he had a spray tan, though I knew he didn’t.
My eyes traveled from his pecs down to his abs. A thin line of black hair led down to the V formed by his muscles. I lowered my eyes a little farther to the substantial bulge in his jeans, quivering at the prospect of having him inside of me.
Evan unbuckled his belt and threw it to the side.
After, he lowered his jeans and kicked them off before pushing down his boxer briefs, letting loose the absolute biggest penis I’d ever had the pleasure of laying my eyes on.
The reality wasn’t even close to what I’d imagined.
It was so much better, his shaft thick and veiny, the tip glistening.
I licked my lips. “Hell, Ricci…” I chuckled under my breath.
He put his hands on his hips and flashed a cocky grin. “You like me?”
“You’re absolutely beautiful, Evan.”
“An eye for an eye.” He lifted his chin. “Take off that nurse costume. Let me see you.”
“I thought you wanted me to keep it on,” I taunted.
He smirked. “I changed my mind.”
I reached up to unzip the back and let the white sheath slide down my body.
Unsnapping my bra at the front, I threw it to the floor.
Evan’s eyes moved over my breasts, now hanging freely.
Goose bumps prickled my skin as my nipples hardened.
Evan bit his bottom lip and ogled me. I loved the eagerness in his eyes as he soaked me in.
He took a few steps forward and stuck a finger in the waistband of my panties.
“You don’t need these, do you?” he asked.
I shook my head.
In one harsh movement, he ripped them off, the friction lightly burning my skin.
“You owe me new underwear,” I scolded in jest.
“There are some perfectly good yellow ones on the scarecrow outside.” He wrapped his hand around the back of my neck and leaned in to nuzzle it.
When he stepped back to look at me, his cock had grown even harder, more precum beading at the tip. “You’ve only gotten more amazing with age.” Evan shook his head slowly. “You’re perfect, Chloe Cavanaugh. So damn perfect. I’ve always thought so.”
“I think you should dirty me, then.” I reached for his hand and slipped it between my legs.
“Fuuuuck. You’re so damn wet, baby. I love it.” His eyes rolled back. “Can’t wait to feel it all over my cock.”
“That’s what a decade of wanting does to someone,” I told him.
He reached for my hand and placed it around his hot shaft. “Feel this. That’s a decade of dreaming about being inside of you. And it’s so damn close now.”
“Are you saying those dreams when you called out my name were sex dreams?” I began to jerk him off slowly.
He hissed. “Don’t do that.”
“Why not?”
“Because I’ll come in your hand in two seconds. And that’s not how I want to debut.”
“It’s okay if you come. I’ll lick it all up.”
He gritted his teeth. “Don’t talk like that, Chloe. I swear, you have no idea how sensitive I am right now.”
“Let’s test it,” I said as I dropped to my knees and took him into my mouth.
“Don’t,” he ordered, even as he threaded his fingers into my hair and pushed my face against his cock. I took him down my throat, swallowing him whole and moving him in and out of my mouth. I paused for a moment, licking a line down his shaft. “I can stop any minute now, if that’s what you want.”
He answered by pushing me onto him again and fucking my mouth harder. I loved the sounds he made as I pleasured him, but I especially loved the anticipation of what I knew was to come, literally.
His breathing accelerated. “Stop.” He jerked away. “Lie down on the bed and spread those beautiful legs.”
I did as he said, stretching my naked body out on the bed and letting my knees fall open as wide as they would comfortably stretch.
Evan licked three of his fingers before inserting them into me. He watched intently as he moved them in and out, my wetness audible. “Your pussy is so damn beautiful,” he muttered. “I can hear how much you like this.” He peered down at me in awe.
A minute later, he pulled his fingers out. They were drenched, and he used my arousal as lubricant to jerk himself off. The sight of it caused my muscles to contract harder. I could think of no more beautiful sight than Evan Ricci gloriously naked and pleasuring himself.
“Can I fuck you without anything?” he asked.
“If you want. I have an IUD.”
“Then I’d like to come inside you, if that’s okay.”
My legs quivered. I couldn’t bear to wait another second. “Evan…” I murmured.
He hovered over me. “What, baby?”
“Please have sex with me.” I chose the words that mirrored the note in the hopes that he would realize I had no regrets about the past anymore. It had all led us to this moment. I wanted him to hear me say it again. That old rejection meant nothing tonight.
“I never thought you’d ask again, beautiful.” He shook his head. “I’m about to make up for every moment you ever believed I didn’t want you. You’re gonna feel how damn much I want you.”
Before I could blink, he’d pushed deeply inside of me.
It wasn’t gentle or hesitant, but desperate and hard.
Evan moved in and out methodically, exhaling with every thrust, cursing under his breath, and seeming to get lost in his own rhythm.
Our unintelligible sounds of pleasure echoed through the room.
No way could we have expressed ourselves so freely if we hadn’t had the house to ourselves.
He slowed for a moment. “Look down, Chloe. Look at me inside you.”
I watched him move in and out where we were joined, then soaked in the euphoric expression on his face.
“I love how you take me…” He groaned. “We fit so good together. Always have. But look at us now…”
He alternated between gazing down at us and looking up at me to gauge my reaction.
In his eyes, I saw so much more than lust. Even if Evan hadn’t said it, I knew he loved me, or at the very least, cared for me in a way no man before him had.
That knowing was reflected in his eyes right now.
This was so very overwhelming: Evan and me as one.
I felt so much that I would never be able to put into words.
I wanted to experience this every day of my life.
I wanted so much more with this man. I wanted to make him happy.
I wanted to have his babies. I wanted us to be a family.
But despite us being as intimate as was humanly possible right now, I doubted I’d have the courage to confess my deepest desires unless he expressed that he wanted the same first.
He slowed his movements for a moment. “You’re my dream girl, Chloe Cavanaugh. There is nothing I’ve wanted more in my entire life than this. And no matter what happens after tonight, I will never forget it. I need you to know that.”
“Thank you.” I wanted to say much more but was rendered speechless when he resumed pounding into me, filling me so completely that my eyes rolled back in ecstasy.
The bed began to shake, and Evan circled his hips, going as deeply as possible each time. I never knew what it meant to be thoroughly fucked until now. Sex had never felt this intense, this mind-numbing, earth-shattering.
I did everything possible to stave off my orgasm, but it threatened to come at any moment. I dug my nails into his back as he bucked his hips harder, yet it became impossible to hold back any longer.
“Come, baby,” he said. “Come all over my dick.”
He’d somehow sensed how close I was to losing it, just like he’d told me how he could feel when a woman came. As I tightened my muscles around him, he shuddered, unleashing his hot load inside of me.
Evan filling me with his cum had to be the single most erotic thing I’d ever experienced.
Gripping his ass, I pushed him deeper inside, wanting every bit of it.
Our bodies rocked together for several minutes as we kissed desperately.
Eventually, a sadness came over me because I never wanted this to end.
“You okay?” he finally murmured as he pulled out.
“Yeah. More than okay.” Panting, I turned to him. “You?”
“You want the truth?”
“Of course.”
He looked into my eyes. “I don’t think I’ll ever be the same again.”
That summed up how I also felt. It was bittersweet because it was so much more than a decade’s physical need satisfied. I was falling in love all over again with Evan, but more deeply this time. And despite that amazing sex, our future was as uncertain as ever.