Chapter One #3
She looks up at me when I unlock the door, and every bad decision I’ve ever made suddenly feels like a practice run.
The kiss is inevitable, and the second the door clicks shut, the dam breaks.
I don’t even turn on all the lights. I throw the key on the entryway table and catch her mouth with mine. She lets out a soft, needy gasp against my lips, her arms flying around my neck, pulling me down to her.
The kiss isn’t gentle. It’s aggressive, possessive, a collision of missed chances and suppressed desire.
I back her up against the wall, and my hands grip her thighs through the slit of her green dress, lifting her. She hooks her legs around my waist without hesitation, her hands weaving through my hair as she devours my mouth.
“Aston,” she breathes against my lips, voice ragged. “Fuck, Aston.”
Hearing my name—mine—from her mouth drives me completely over the edge. I carry her into the bedroom, where we tumble onto the mattress in a tangle of limbs.
She pulls at the bottom of my shirt, practically ripping it off me, and her hands find my stomach. I take over and quickly unbutton the shirt and toss it to the floor.
“Zipper?”
Eva sits up enough for me to reach around her and unzip her dress. Then I pull the green silk down her skin like water, leaving her in nothing but a lacy black thong. I choke on a breath, staring down at her in the dim moonlight filtering through the room.
She’s absolutely beautiful. Pure perfection.
“Stop looking and touch me,” she demands.
I stand and kick off my boots, grab a condom from my wallet, and toss it on the bed.
Then I shed my pants and boxers and push them away with my foot.
I lay my body on top of hers, and when my bare skin meets hers, a jolt goes straight to my dick.
I kiss my way down her jaw, her throat, and trace the line of her collarbone with my tongue before I take one of her nipples into my mouth.
Eva’s fingers dig into my shoulders, and then her nails scratch down my back.
“Please, Aston. Fuck me. I’ve waited too long for this.”
I reach between us and slide my hand inside her thong and find her hot and wet.
“Goddamn, Eva.”
I pull my hand out and grip the side of her thong and rip it off in one tug. My fingers move back to her center, and I circle her clit then push inside, making her moan.
“You like my hands on you, Eva?”
“Yes! I want it all.” She winds her arms around my shoulders, pulling me in for a kiss.
The more aroused we both become, the sloppier our kiss gets. Between our kisses, the heat of her pussy on my fingers, and my dick fucking the mattress, I need to be inside her, but I need to taste her first.
Keeping my fingers inside her, I break our kiss and trail kisses over her perfect tits, and down her smooth stomach until I reach her center, and her sweet scent hits me.
With my other hand, I spread her lips and drag my tongue through her wetness in one long stroke, and let out a groan.
“Fuck, Eva. You taste like honey. Better than any fantasy I’ve dreamed. ”
I lean in again, removing my fingers and plunging my tongue deep inside of her.
“Is this for me? My pussy?”
She looks down at me, breathing heavily. “For you.”
Goddamn. “I want you to come on my tongue before I give you my cock.”
“Yes, please.” One of her hands is bracing her body, and the other hand moves to the top of my head. She grabs a handful of my hair and holds it. “More tongue."
Fuck, this woman is gonna kill me.
I push her legs farther apart so she’s completely open to me.
Then I slide two fingers back inside her and fist my cock with my other hand to ease some of the pressure.
I twirl my tongue around her clit, then wrap my lips around the nub and suck, making her hips lift from the mattress.
I could stay here all night. Just like this.
“Oh fuck! You’re really good at this.” She pulls at my hair and lets out a breathy moan.
“Are you gonna come for me, Eva?”
My precum is leaking down my shaft, and I’m close to coming too. But I need to be inside her when I do, so I work my fingers in and out of her faster, bringing her closer to her orgasm.
She pulls my hair just as I start to feel her contract around my fingers. I suck on her clit again and bite down just as she reaches her peak.
“Oh God, Aston!” she screams, her back arching, pushing her gorgeous tits out.
“That’s it, Honeybee.” I smile against her pussy and look up at her.
Her chest heaves as she comes down, and the pulsing around my fingers slows.
I pull out my fingers and crawl up her body, then I bring my fingers up to my mouth and suck, and I pull them out slowly. “So sweet.”
She takes my hand, and her tongue peeks out, licking the fingers that were just in my mouth.
“That all you got, Griff?” she asks, biting the tip of my finger.
That tips me over the edge, and I can’t wait any longer to get inside her.
I push myself up and sit back on my knees, searching for the condom. “You ready for my cock, Eva?” Once I rip it open and roll it on, I grip her hips and rub the head around her clit.
“Yes, please,” she says, taking my dick in her hand and positioning it at her entrance.
My eyes lock on hers, even in the dark, because I want her to see me. Really see me.
“Eva, look at me,” I rasp.
Her green eyes open wide, dark with desire, focusing entirely on my face. “I’ve always looked at you.”
With a slow push, I slide inside her.
She lets out a broken cry, her head tossing back against the pillows as her pussy clamps around my dick. The sensation is nearly paralyzing. She’s so tight, molding to me perfectly. I still for a minute, letting her adjust to my size, my forehead resting against hers, letting our breaths mingle.
“Fuuuuck me,” I groan.
“Don’t stop, Aston,” she whimpers, her hips tilting up. “Don’t you dare stop.”