To feel all that tenderness. To soak in all her sweetness. To promise more than sex.
But I can’t.
It’s not possible.
No matter how badly I want it.
I wrap my fingers around her wrist.
She gasps as I pull my hand from her chest. Surprise fills her eyes. Then that perfect need.
Fuck, she’s too beautiful like this. It’s irresistible.
I can’t give in to how much I want her. Not yet.
I need to stay in control. To lead her. Teach her.
It’s what I do. It’s not normally a problem.
But Eve is something else.
I bring her hand to my belt.
She looks up at me, asking permission. When I nod, she unzips my trousers.
I push my boxers out of the way.
Her eyes go wide. She stares—flat out stares—as she wraps her hand around me.
Fuck. That feels too good. She’s already testing my stamina.
But maybe that’s for the best. This is her first time. Even if I’m gentle—
Who am I kidding? I’m not gentle.
I bring my hand to the back of her head. Knot my hand in her hair. Pull just enough she gasps. Just enough she knows she’s mine.
Then I bring her into a deep, slow kiss.
I claim her as she runs her hand over me.
She takes her time exploring me. Her thumb. Then the pads of her fingers.
She’s not hitting every spot I need, but the way she runs her fingers over me patiently, like she needs to explore every centimeter—
I tug harder at her hair. Kiss her deeper. Pull her closer.
She gasps as I pull her head back.
Her eyes meet mine. That same intense gaze. Curiosity, need, desire.
I let my voice drop to a demanding tone. “Put your hand around me.”
She wraps her fingers around my cock.
“Thumb against your index finger.”
She does what she’s told.
I bring my hand to her wrist. “Run your hand over me. Like this.”
She nods as I guide her motion.
A few strokes as she has the speed. The posture. “Harder.”
“How hard?”
“Hard.”
“You’re really—” Her eyes go wide as she watches herself work. That same sense of wonder. Like my cock is her favorite book. Like she’s got to find every deeper meaning.
It makes my balls tighten. My thighs shudder. My body whine.
I need to fuck her. Now. No patience, no teaching, no biding my time.
Me deep inside her. Her groaning my name.
Fuck.
More pressure. Enough my eyes close. Enough bliss overwhelms my senses.
More with her next stroke.
More.
“Fuck, Eve.” I bring my lips to hers. Kiss her hard as she strokes me. Again and again. Until I haven’t got a bit of sense left.
I tug hard at her hair.
A soft gasp falls from her lips.
Her hands go flat against my chest.
I bring my hand to her chin. Turn her head toward the mirror. “Watch.”
“Everything?”
“Yes.” I run my thumb along her jawline.
Her eyes flutter together. “What is everything…”
“What do you want, vixen?” I run my thumb along her jaw. Over her bottom lip. “Do you want to watch as I fuck your pretty hand?” I release her lip. Bring my hand to her chin. Tilt her so we’re eye to eye. “Do you want to watch as I fuck your pretty mouth?”
Her chest heaves with her inhale.
“Or do you want me to throw you on that bed and split you in half?”
“Yes.”
“Yes?”
“All of them. Yes.”
“Pick one.”
“I want to…” Her eyes trail down my body. Her tongue slides over my lips. “I want to taste you.”
Fuck. “Say it.”
Her cheeks flush. That intoxicating blush.
My cock pulses. I need that blush. “Say it, vixen.” I run my thumb over her chin. Down her neck. Along her collarbone. “Say, ‘I want to suck your cock.'”
Her blush deepens. She opens her mouth to speak. Lets out a gasp as I cup her breast. “Not fair.”
“I don’t play fair.” I run my thumb over her nipple.
“Ian—” Her voice breaks to a whine. “Please.”
“Please?”
She nods. “Please.”
“Say it.”
“I…” She presses her palm into my stomach. Then my hip. “I want to suck your cock.” She lifts her chest. Looks up at me with those proud, defiant eyes.
What the fuck did I do to get this lucky? “Wait.”
This room isn’t set up for sex. I want to push her limits, yeah, but not because the floor is making her knees ache.
I find a pillow. Place it in front of her. “On your knees.”
She practically falls onto the damn thing. Then it’s all that pride and curiosity in her grey-green eyes.
“Hand around me to start.” I take her hand. Bring it to the base of my cock.
She looks up at me as she wraps her fingers around me.
“Lips around your teeth.”
She nods.
I knot my hand in her hair. Hold her head in place as I bring my cock to her mouth. The soft brush of her lips, then that sweet, wet warmth.
Fuck.
It’s been too long. It feels too good. And knowing it’s Eve—
My gaze shifts to the mirror. It’s almost too much to take.