First Love

Eva shook her head and smirked. “She’s going to spit in your food, naughty boy.”

My long legs ate up the distance to the bed, and I grinned wickedly as I got on the mattress and crawled over her, forcing her onto her back. I dipped one finger into the valley between her tits and drew the sheet away. “I can be much naughtier, baby,” I purred as I leered at her.

She squirmed, and if I wasn’t so aware of my Eva, I might have missed the tiny wince. I gulped and pushed back my growing desire. “How about a bath before lunch?” I suggested, allowing myself one more touch and running a finger along her jaw, down her neck, and over one breast. The little catch in her breath when the pad of my finger glided over her nipple almost broke my resolve to give her body a break.

“Are you going to take it with me?” she asked with a saucy smile.

I laughed at how fucking adorable she was but shook my head with genuine regret. “I’ve ridden you hard since last night”—Eva smirked and opened her mouth, but I pressed a finger over it, knowing she was about to make a smartass comment about riding me—“even though I knew better. Your body needs rest, or you won’t be able to walk for a few days. And if I get into that bath with you—” I broke off and shook my head. “You’ll be walking funny for a week.”

Eva pouted, but I ignored it as I lifted her into my arms and strode to the bathroom. Once she was settled in a warm bath, I took a quick shower and scurried from the room before I gave in to temptation. It was especially difficult with Eva constantly looking at my body with heated eyes. Careful of the hard on I was sporting, I pulled on a pair of jeans and donned a T-shirt. Dressed, I jogged down the stairs to the first floor, making my way into the kitchen.

Kendra was standing at the counter with her back to me, setting a plate with a sandwich onto an already full tray of food. I stealthily came up behind her and gave her a quick hug. She screamed and whirled around, her hand flying to her chest.

“You know I love you, right?” I asked with a boyish smile.

She glared at me for a moment, then sighed and shook her head, clearly exasperated. “I should have poisoned your food, but I can’t be mad when you look this happy.” I grinned and smacked a kiss on her cheek. “So,” she asked, “are you going to let her out of the bedroom so I can meet her?”

I pretended to consider my options but was startled when she gasped, “Tucker, please tell me you didn’t actually kidnap Eva and have her tied up in the bedroom!”

Even though she was partly right, I doubled over with laughter. If she’d been wearing pearls, she probably would have been clutching them as she crossed herself and said a prayer for my soul. I felt the smack of what was probably a wooden spoon on my shoulder, and it only made me laugh harder.

“For some reason, I wouldn’t be surprised if tying me up and holding me hostage was Tucker’s backup plan if I hadn’t agreed to marry him.”

Kendra and I both looked at the door to see Eva standing there looking fresh and clean with her hair piled on top of her head and wearing one of my shirts. It was a good thing it came all the way to her knees, or else I would have marched her sexy little ass back upstairs to change. I didn’t care if it was a woman; nobody was allowed to see what belonged to me and only me. As it was, my cock sprang to life at the sight of my girl wearing my clothes. I’d stocked our closet with everything a girl could need, but now I was considering burning everything so she would have no choice but to wear my clothes all of the time.

Kendra rushed over to Eva and pulled her into a big hug. “I’m so happy to meet you, Eva!” she gushed. “I was starting to worry that my boy would never man up and go after you. I didn’t want to see him grow into a lonely, grumpy old man.”

Eva giggled and hugged her back, a beautiful smile gracing her face. “I’m surprised he even talked about me.”

I briefly wondered if it would be too suspicious if I snatched up Eva and ran upstairs to lock her away before Kendra could reveal my secret. She was the only one, outside of my dad, who knew about the level of my obsession with Eva.

“He didn’t actually,” Kendra began, causing Eva’s brow to wrinkle with confusion. “It was all—”