She pulled her lips away from my cock, and a smile spread across her face and all the way to her eyes. A glorious smile. She stood up, nearly pushing me backward, as she wrapped her arms around my neck. She dotted kisses down along my neck, nibbled on my ear lobe. Her breath was warm and inviting, the smell of her perfume intoxicating.
“I love you too, Evan,” she whispered.
I froze. I couldn't even breathe, afraid that I'd miss something, or that somehow I'd mess all of this up. Hadley Rose, the girl I loved since high school, told me she loved me too. For all these years, I'd wanted a girl like her – no, I'd wanted her – and now I had her in my arms.
She said she loved me.
Hadley giggled, nestling her head against my shoulder. She was hiding herself away, but she had no reason to. I lifted her head gently and stared into those beautiful, green eyes.
I kissed her lips, then her cheeks, then I moved even lower down to her neck. Hadley whimpered as I nibbled her skin, tasting her as I ran my tongue along the ridges of her collarbone. I wanted to taste even more of her though, and I moved lower.
She sat back down on the bed, then laid down. I hovered above her, my hands moving along her body with my tongue not far behind.
Her nipples were pink and soft, until my fingers brushed over them. They hardened at my touch, and Hadley writhed on the bed as I continued to play with them. Taking one in my mouth, I sucked very gently, while playing with the other one. Soft noises floated from her mouth, gasps and moans, as her eyes fluttered open and shut.
“Please, Evan,” she muttered.
“Please what?” I asked her.
“I need you.”
I never thought I'd hear those words from her mouth. God, I needed her to. I wanted to be buried inside of her so fucking badly, but unlike the first time we'd hooked up, I wanted to make this one last. I wanted to give her my everything. While I continued sucking on her supple nipple, I moved my free hand down between her thighs. She spread her legs for me, a natural movement that she didn't seem to even think about. I found her warm and wet, inviting me to touch her. I teased her clit, circling it a few times as she whimpered and shuddered against me. Her chest rose and fell as I fingered her, increasing my suction on her nipple.
Her moans grew louder, more desperate, but I didn't want her to come from my finger alone. No, I wanted her to come as I used my mouth on her. I wanted to have my tongue buried inside of her, to taste her juices as they flowed from her, covering my face.
Finally, I reached her mound with my lips. Delicate, pink flesh with only a thin strip of reddish blonde hair. It was beautiful, and her musky scent lured me lower until I was spreading her lips and kissing her down there much the way I had kissed her mouth earlier. I explored every inch of her sweetness, burying my tongue inside of her, feeling the walls of her pussy pulsating around it.
God, she tasted heavenly. I'd meant it when I'd told her I loved her and judging by the way she stared down at me, she'd meant it too.
I intended to show her, with my mouth and body, just how much I loved her.
CHAPTER SIXTEEN
HADLEY
Evan's tongue touched me deeper than I thought possible. My back arched, pushing my pelvis upward as I pressed his head into me. A familiar warmth spread through me, followed by wave after wave of pleasure.
“Oh God, Evan!” I cried out.
My body flailed as my orgasm washed over me. Evan never let up, he continued fucking me with his tongue, drinking me up and savoring every last drop until I collapsed flat against the bed.
“Jesus Christ,” I said, nearly out of breath. “That was amazing.”
Evan stared up at me from between my legs, his mouth still wet with my juices, and a smile spread across his handsome, boyish face. His skin was so soft as I stroked his cheek, staring deep into those hazel eyes.
“I love you, Evan,” I said, repeating the words that I'd only managed to say moments before.
They were true, even if I also loved others. In that moment, I just wanted to tell him how much he meant to me, since he'd shown me with his mouth how much I meant to him.
“Now, fuck me, please,” I said.
He let out a deep, throaty laugh, and his eyes filled with lust. There was a darkness to them that I hadn't seen before in Evan's eyes, a look of pure need. The look a man gets when they know they're about to fuck. In his sweet eyes, it seemed foreign, but nonetheless, super sexy.
Everything about Evan was sexy to me. From his boyish good looks to his clean-cut appearance, his lean figure and strong arms. He was smaller than Gabe but built very well. I ran my hands down his chest and pulled him on top of me. He stared into my eyes and I repeated my request.
“Fuck me, Evan. Please, I need you.”
Wrapping my legs around his waist, I pulled him into me. The tip of his cock pressed against me, and together, we moved until he stretched me open. Bit by bit, he filled me up until he was completely sheathed inside of me.