Evie walks in front of me to hide my gaping pants as we walk past Joe, the front deskman. I’ll deal with him later regarding Lauren. Thinking of the whole situation tonight sends a bolt of possessiveness through me – my first priority is protecting Evie. Lauren will not mess this up. No. Fucking. Way.
We walk into my condo, stumbling against the wall, still laughing about my pants. I press her up against the wall and the testosterone starts pumping through my veins. My desire for her notches up several levels and the blood rushes downward. She’s so f**king beautiful. I stare down at her and her face becomes serious as she stares back. "Jake, I've never really been silly a lot in my life and so I want to thank you for that. I know that sounds kind of crazy and maybe even a little dumb, but, really, it's a big deal to me so, honestly, thank you for tonight."
That’s the best thing she could have said to me because that was the whole point. "I look forward to lots more silly moments with you, beautiful," I say back, smiling.
I press her harder into the wall and lower my mouth to hers. We kiss for long minutes, our tongues wrestling, licking and sucking at each other’s lips. She tastes like Evie and chardonnay. I groan at the mixture, loving it, feeling like the residual alcohol on her breath is making me drunk, but I know that in reality, it’s just her who intoxicates me. With the arousal, the feelings I had running through me in the car surge forward, and my body reacts, my tongue plundering, my h*ps rolling against her as she moans and whimpers, completely undoing me. I feel out of control, dizzy with desire, more aggressive than I’ve felt so far, a need to lose myself in her and claim her completely at the same time.
I lift her off her feet so that she’s forced to wrap her legs around me and I press her more firmly against the wall. She reaches her hand down into my pants and strokes me, sending me reeling off the edge of sanity. All I can think of is pounding into her. I’ve completely lost control and I don’t care. I relish it.
I hear another tearing sound and realize vaguely that I just tore her thong off. Damn thing was in my way. She breathes in sharply, and then moans loudly as I move my fingers around her wet opening, not penetrating, just spreading the wetness around in slow circles. I feel a growl come up my chest at the feel of her slickness. "Always so wet for me," I choke out.
She brings her arms up around me to hold on tight, and leans her head back against the wall, giving me perfect access to taste the sweet skin at her neck. I continue to finger her, spreading her juices up and around her clit. She’s squirming and whimpering which fuels the desire for me to consume her. I hope she’s ready for a rough ride because that’s about all I’m capable of right now.
I lean my h*ps back and feel a burst of pr**cum when Evie whimpers in protest.
"Take my c**k out, Evie," I say, feeling like my voice is thick and far away.
She reaches through the tear in my pants, into my boxers and takes me in her hand. The feel of her hand on me is almost too much. But she lets go quickly, and I grip her ass with one hand and position myself at her entrance with the other, and slam into her, none too gentle. She cries out and it brings me back to myself momentarily, and I still for several seconds as I stare into her lust filled eyes, making sure that she’s okay. When I see that she is, I pull back very slowly and then thrust back into her again. The friction of her tight muscles wrapped around me feels so good that I let out an involuntary hiss. Evie closes her eyes and moans deeply, parting her lips and I lose it again, my body taking over, and my mind taking a backseat on the pleasure ride I’m on.
I crash my mouth back over hers and start thrusting wildly into her, hard and deep, slamming her against the wall. I want to possess her, own her, and confirm that she’s mine. Convince myself that something beautiful in this world is mine, and only mine.
I feel another burst of pr**cum and a spike of overwhelming pleasure pulses through my abdomen. I reach down between us and roll my finger against her sweet spot, and she starts panting and moaning into my mouth as her orgasm rolls through her.
I rip my mouth off of hers and watch as the pleasure washes over her features, and it’s so incredibly beautiful that the words, "Mine. Only mine. Only. Ever. Mine," pour unbidden from my brain to my lips as I continue to pump into her relentlessly.
My own cl**ax swirls downward and my head automatically drops back, the intense pleasure taking over, and stars bursting in front of my eyes as I swell and jerk inside of her.
As the stars diminish and fade away slowly, control flows back in, and I wonder at what just happened. As unbelievably incredible as it was for me, I hope I didn’t hurt her. Walls aren’t exactly soft. But as I bring my head back up and gaze into her eyes, still gliding in and out of her slowly, the look on her face calms me. She looks awe-struck and satisfied, and very thoroughly f**ked. Pride wells up in me, a fierce feeling of ownership.
"You are so beautiful," she says lazily.
I smile, letting her down to the floor very slowly. "You're the beautiful one," I whisper.
She leans up and kisses me sweetly, and I lead her to the bedroom.
Later, after we’ve cleaned up a little and fallen into bed, Evie is snuggled tightly against me, breathing deeply. I know she’s asleep. "I love you," I whisper, needing to say it, even knowing she doesn’t hear.
"Mmm, Leo…" she murmurs back. My whole body freezes, the steady beat of my heart pausing and then resuming as her words slam into me. Oh my God. Holy shit. My heart races furiously now, my brain cloudy, eyes wide in the dark. I don’t know what to feel, but it takes me several hours before I fall into a fitful sleep.