“If I invite you back to my apartment, will you still respect me in the morning?”
I burst out laughing and quickly stood, grabbing her hand and dragging her from the restaurant. Once we hit the side walk, I started toward her apartment then froze, causing her to stumble into me. I spun her into my arms and kissed her nose. “Where to, love?” She chuckled and kept a tight hold on my hand as she took the lead, her determination betraying her eagerness.
We were making out like teenagers by the time we hit her building, and we barely made it through her door before I had her up against the wall, her skirt bunched around her waist and my mouth buried between her legs. I closed my eyes and inhaled deeply, her sweet floral scent going straight to my dick. She whimpered when I dragged my tongue up the center of her panties. “Hmmmm. Good thing I saved room for dessert,” I said, as I pulled the fabric aside and repeated the pattern with my tongue on her bare pussy. Her steep inhalation and the shivers racing through her body guided me as I built her to a swift orgasm.
“Alex!” she screamed, as I worked her clit between my teeth. Unable to wait a minute longer, I surged to my feet and clasped her face between my hands and kissed her deeply, passionately, putting every new and overwhelming emotion she made me feel into it. Telling her what I wasn’t sure she was ready to hear yet. She was mine, and I wasn’t letting her go.
Bending slightly, I gripped her ass and lifted her up, giving her no choice but to encircle my waist with her legs. She directed me to her bedroom, and as I carried her, I used my teeth to lower the top of her dress and one cup of her strapless bra, until one voluptuous tit popped out. Her nipple was dusky from the darker tint of her skin and the tip was hard, so perfect. I licked the sensitive little peak before sucking it into my mouth and swirling my tongue around it. We finally reached the bed and collapsed in a heap, my mouth unwilling to release its treat. I scooted up the bed on my back, settling Evie astride me, the heat of her pussy bathing my cock. I finally let the nipple go with a pop, playing fair and giving her other sweet tit equal treatment.
She was getting more worked up, her body writhing on top of me, the friction swelling my cock, proving me wrong when I thought there was no fucking way I could get any harder. I was reluctant to stop feasting on her delicious nipples, but I needed to get inside her or I was going to come in my pants. Taking her mouth in another deep kiss, I tugged her dress down to her waist and lifted her hips to push it past. She pulled back and sat up, quickly shoving the dress down and completely off. The front clasp of her bra twisted easily open and her tits spilled out, the soft, round globes filling my hands. Fuck. I couldn’t remember any woman before my Evie, but I was positive I’d never held such amazing breasts in my palms. Her nimble fingers worked the buttons on my dress shirt, even as she closed her eyes and moaned when I squeezed. When her lids lifted once again, her irises were so dark with passion, they almost completely blended with her pupils. Despite the darkness, they were filled with fire and I lost my patience. With my hands on her hips, I helped her up to her knees and undid my belt, divesting myself of my slacks and grey boxer briefs.
I returned my gaze to hers, searching. “Are you on birth control?”
She smiled like a Cheshire cat, asking, “You want in me bare, stud?”
I groaned, just hearing her say it had me leaking pre-come. I wanted it more than my next breath. “I can’t imagine anything more perfect than fucking your sweet pussy with nothing between us, baby,” I ground out, my control slipping with every moment she remained hovering over my erection. “I haven’t been with anyone in...” I trailed off and to my mortification, I could feel my face heat. Holy fuck, I couldn’t believe I was blushing. I cleared my throat and forged ahead, through my embarrassment. “In four years, I think. Maybe, five.” She grinned, and I couldn’t help but return the expression. “I’ve been busy,” I explained. More like I’d never been one for casual sex and hadn’t found anyone I wanted to be with in a long time. Until my Evie.
She placed her palms on my chest, caressing my pecs, and tracing all of the grooves of my abs and hips, making me groan from the pleasure. She leaned forward and kissed me softly. “Me too.”
I thrust my hips up and pressed the underside of my cock to her wet pussy, letting her feel how much I needed her. She moaned long and loud, and it was hot as fuck. “You ready, love?” I asked with a calm I wasn’t feeling. Her hand slid down my stomach, then her long, elegant fingers wrapped as far as they could around my large cock. Evie hadn’t balked at the size, she’d practically salivated at the sight, so I didn’t worry about easing any fear I might not fit. She guided me inside, slowly lowering her body, inch by inch.
“Oh fuck, Evie. You’re soaked, coating me so I slide right in and then strangling the fuck out of me. You’re so damn tight, baby.” She paused to adjust, and I began to play with her nipples, building her arousal. “Keep going, baby. Just a little farther until I’m so deep you won’t know where I stop and you begin.” She sank farther, and I growled in utter ecstasy. “That’s it baby. Yeah, fuck. I’m so damn deep, Evie.”
I was finally all the way in, her pelvis flush against mine, the tip of my cock right up against her cervix. I wanted to flip her over and take her hard, fuck myself into her so she would never be able to get away. And yet, there she was, sitting atop me like my very own queen, her gorgeous tits swaying as she rocked into me. Her head was back, her hair falling to tickle the tops of my legs, but when she sank her teeth into her luscious lower lip, I was done. I gripped her hips and encouraged her to start lifting and falling on my cock. “Ride me, baby.”
“Oh, Alex. Oh!” She bit that damn fucking lip again, and I fought every urge to come. Her eyes slowly opened and her dark eyes met mine, then she winked. “Harder, stud.”
“Fuck!” I yelled as I lost all control. I flipped us over and hammered into her until we were both screaming the walls down as the world imploded around us.
After the most mind-blowing sex I’d ever had, I spent the night attempting to top it and convinced her to spend a week with me in Fiji, all the while knowing one week would never be enough. It turned out to be less complicated than I expected. She’d recently decided to relocate to D.C. and was about ready to start house hunting. Fuck that. I had her moved in two weeks later.
It had been four weeks, and I was tired of waiting to give her the ring I’d had burning a hole in my pocket since the day I returned home.
“Evie,” I warned. “When? I love you, but you better decide quickly, or I’m dragging your ass to the courthouse in the morning.”
She laughed, the sound full of joy and filling me with light and life. Her hands came up and cupped my face. “Okay, stud. How about you hold your horses”—she snorted at her own little joke and just like every time she did it, I fell a little harder—“and give me two months. Let me plan a little wedding to marry the love of my life?”
I grumbled but agreed, grabbing her wrist and sliding on the two carat, emerald cut diamond, flanked by scarlet red rubies. They reminded me of her passion and zest for life, the ring had her name all over it when I walked into the store. She sighed and admired it, holding her hand out to let it catch the light. “You done good, stud.”
“Feels like this stud’s filly is in heat.” I smirked, pressing my rigid length into her hot little pussy. “Maybe we should practice breeding.” Her laughter was short-lived, she was too busy moaning and calling out my name.
***
“Dude, are you crying?” My elbow shot out, and I grinned in satisfaction at the wheeze I heard when it connected with Colin’s ribs.
“Shut the fuck up,” I grumbled, but I blinked rapidly, trying to clear away the moisture at the sight of Evie walking down the aisle, her white dress reminding me so much of the day we met. We stared into each other’s eyes and held hands
as we said our vows. We’d decided to write our own, and I stared into her loved-filled eyes as I pledged my life to her.
“Genevieve,” I grinned when she rolled her eyes at the use of her full name. “You are everything. There is no other way to describe you, you’re simply, everything. I feel as though my life began the moment you put your hand in mine. I’ll always strive to be the man you need and want. I love you more than words could even express. Until death do we part.” I couldn’t help it, I pulled her to me and kissed her deeply before whispering in her ear, “And forever after.”
Chapter 1
Evie
“I have another assignment for you.” My boss’s words weren’t a surprise. I used to live for the sound of them. There was always another job needing to be done, and I’d risen up the ranks quickly because I never hesitated to do whatever it took to accomplish the task at hand. The travel was an added perk, letting me see the world on someone else’s dime. In the days before Alex came into my life, I didn’t have any roots and accepted every assignment which came my way. In the years since, I had become more selective—or at least, as choosy as my employer allowed me to be.
“I just got back two days ago. I haven’t even finished all the paperwork from the last job,” I argued. He was a stickler for proper documentation, one of his few weaknesses. I had used it to my advantage in the past, and I hoped my excuse would put him off for a little bit this time around too. I still hadn’t seen my husband since my return home because he was in London dealing with a contract issue for a client. His flight was due to land at six o’clock tonight, and I planned to welcome him home in style.
“It’s in Rome. But, you’ll have enough time to take care of any loose ends on your last assignment while the team works on obtaining the research you’ll need for this one before you have to leave.”
“Rome?” I didn’t allow my surprise to bleed into my tone, but I was feeling it nonetheless. Rome was the location of my primary contact, sort of a home base, where I reported to the chief of station when I was in Europe. Then, I would travel to my assignments from there. Also, Alex and I had a vacation home there. Running a job so close to home (so to speak)—in a place I’d built part of my life with Alex, a life I kept separate from my job—wasn’t something I was the least bit interested in doing. “Wouldn’t it be wise to use local talent? Avoid shitting where we eat and all that?”