“Not today. But I would like to.”
“Tomorrow,” I promised her. “Before class.”
“Why not now?” she asked innocently. I gave her a warm smile and her mouth popped open.
“Because I want you all to myself.”
“Oh,” she said in a breathy voice. She sounded like she liked the idea. Not nearly as much as I did, but that was to be expected. I was a man. For a tiny little lady, she was more than willing and passionate enough.
Most of the women I’d met put it on too thickly. The oohs and ahhs. The porn star moves. With Evie, it was all natural. It was all real.
And there was something breathtakingly beautiful about that.
“Let’s get these pesky clothes off, shall we?”
She giggled, loving it when I talked like a character in one of the old movies we loved watching together. I did my best to put her at ease when I took her to bed. Once the clothes were off, I could be a little more direct. But I still felt like it was best to ease her into it.
She had no idea of the filthy things I wanted to do to her. Tying her up had been just the tip of the iceberg. Speaking of ice . . . I want to rub a lucky little ice cube all over her body while she squirms.
Maybe tonight, I thought eagerly. Maybe I’ll show her some more tonight.
I took her hand and tugged her toward the bedroom, pausing to pull off her sweater, a silk knit cardigan I’d recently bought her that clung to her curves. I kissed her deeply once we were in the bedroom, letting my hands soothe and stroke her over her clothes.
Thanks to Evie, I knew that taking my time and touching her gorgeous body over her clothes was very hot. Maybe even hotter than just going for it. But both techniques had their advantages, I thought as the urge to dive inside her started to take over.
I was an animal. She was mine. I wanted to mate.
Slow and steady wins the race, Tony.
I kissed the delicate seashell of her ear as I unbuttoned the silk dress she was wearing. I loved it when she wore silk. It was almost as soft as her skin and looked so good on her. It didn’t hide anything either.
My girl was perfect from the top of her head to the tips of her toes. Why shouldn’t I enjoy looking at her, seeing as much as I can?
Speaking of which . . .
“Don’t move,” I said as I moved around her, circling her like a shark. I stepped back so I could admire her in her pale pink lingerie. “Jesus, you are beautiful, Evie.”
She gave me a shy look as she did as I asked, waiting for me to tell her what to do next.
“Bend over and grab your ankles,” I instructed. “I want to look at you.”
She inhaled shakily and did as I asked. I cursed as I looked at her. She was spectacular like this, with her ass high in the air and those pink panties pressed into her pussy lips. I reached out and ran my finger up and down over the lace. She whimpered as I whispered, “I want to fuck you like this.”
I smiled at the shocked look on her face.
“But first . . .”
I slid her panties down, exposing her to me. She was open like this. I could see everything. Her asshole. Her plump lips.
And I was going to taste all of it.
“Hmm,” I breathed, leaning in to lick her pussy. “You taste so fucking good, Evie.”
She made a soft mewling sound as I teased her, softly kissing and licking her outer lips. I grinned and moved a little higher, sliding a finger inside her as my tongue found her rosebud. She was sweet and clean and I wanted in.
I was going to fuck her this way too. Soon.
I debated about tying her in this position. I suddenly wanted handcuffs. Furry ones.
Then I could arrange her in any position I wanted.
Oh, yeah. I could have a lot of fun with handcuffs. And a spreader bar. My mind was spinning with the possibilities.
Evie let out a startled cry as I grabbed her juicy cheeks, holding them wide so I could plunder her ass with my tongue.
“Don’t move,” I demanded. “Fuck, that’s tight.”
I sounded like a cretin and I was. I couldn’t help it. Evie’s body was the ultimate playground. I might love her soul, but having access to her perfect fucking body was bringing out the caveman in me.
I wanted to fuck her in every way possible. Her mouth. Her ass. Hell, I was pretty sure I could come from fucking her tits.
But definitely her ass. Jesus Christ, she was tight. I had a feeling that once I got inside her, I would never want to come out again.