Rose in Bloom (Sex and the Season 2)

“Rose,” Evan rasped. “What has gotten into you?”

“Kiss my ear, Evan,” she said.

He moved his lips to the outer rim of her ear and traced it lightly with his tongue, nibbled on the top, the lobe.

“Put your tongue in my ear.”

He obliged, thrusting into her ear canal with more force than she wanted.

“No, not like that,” she said. “Lightly, softly.”

He licked the inside of her ear, moving his tongue into each little crevice. Rose squirmed. It was pleasant, but not quite right. Evan moved to her neck, nibbling and kissing her, trailing down to the hollow of her throat.

Rose wanted more. She grabbed his hand and ran to the side of the kennels, bracing her back against the hard outside wall. Inside the dogs barked and whined, but she ignored the noise. She was determined to find what she had lost. Surely she could have those feelings with another man. It didn’t have to be Cameron. Anyone could fill the e

mptiness.

“Touch me.” She led Evan’s hand to her breast.

“Rose…”

“Don’t you want to touch me?”

“Of course, but…I didn’t think you wanted…”

“Then touch me, damn it!” She took his hand and forced it under the neckline of her gown, beneath her corset and chemise, onto her bare breast.

Evan gasped. He fumbled, but her corset was too tight. He couldn’t move his hand.

“Here, undo me,” she said, turning.

He began unfastening the back of her gown. “Are you sure you want to do this?”

“Yes, yes. I want you to touch me.”

She drew a deep breath as he loosened her corset strings and eased her gown over her shoulders. She turned to face him. The moonlight cast a silver glow upon his handsome face, and his eyes were ablaze with fire. He was no pagan god, but a fallen angel, come to take her. Slowly she pulled her corset down, baring her breasts to his gaze.

“Kiss my nipples, Evan.”

“My God, Rose.” Evan gulped. “You’re lovely. Your skin is like white marble in the moonlight, your nipples… I haven’t the strength to deny you.” Slowly he lowered his mouth, stroking her nipple with his soft tongue.

She moaned. “Yes, yes, that’s it.”

His mouth felt…good. Not the soul-inspiring sensation she felt when Cameron touched her, but still, it felt good.

He gently circled her rosy areola and then sucked the taut nipple into his mouth. He moved to the other one, tugging on it softly as he caressed the first breast with his fingers and pinched the nipple lightly.

Rose entwined her fingers in his blond hair. “Evan.”

He didn’t respond.

“Evan.” A little louder.

He released her nipple with a pop and looked up. “Yes?”

“I want you to…”

“What?” he rasped.