Hothead (Irresistible 4)
“You weren’t kidding about doing something nice for me, were you?”
“Trust me, this is as much for me as it is for you.”
“Then take your panties off and touch your pussy.”
“My pussy is staying strictly clothed.”
I would’ve laughed if I weren’t so busy staving off my orgasm.
“And why do you draw the line there?”
“Because I don’t trust you to see my naked pussy without burying your dick inside it.”
“Baby, you’re saying all the right things to get your ass spanked right now.”
“Too bad you can’t. No touching.” The wicked look glimmering in her eyes made me feel warm all over. “Don’t tell me I have more will power than the famous Drew Maddox.”
“If I didn’t have will power, you’d already be wearing my cum all over your tits.”
Evie bit her lip.
“You’re close?” she asked softly.
“I’ve been,” I snarled, feeling the buildup of pressure reach a breaking point. My cock was engorged, begging for release. I felt numb all over, all my senses flooding to one focal point. And since I was seconds from liftoff, I ran my eyes all over Evie, soaking all of her in – her big eyes, her pink lips, those perfect, bare tits. I pictured myself fucking her senseless on the ground, then like a gunshot, the pressure exploded.
My head hit the back of the couch as a jagged groan dispelled from my lungs. I felt the jets of heat fall over my stomach as I closed my eyes, every last thought from the day rushing out of my brain and dissolving into sheer ecstasy.
I barely knew what was happening by the time I heard Evie’s footsteps padding back to me from wherever she’d gone. I could barely move. All I could do was sit there, blissfully drained as I watched Evie – tits still out – clean me off with a warm, wet towel.
Holy fucking shit.
Maybe she’d killed me, because this had to be heaven. Her eyes were hazel. I noted that for the first time as she kept her soft gaze on me, biting back a little smile as she wiped the cum off of me.
“Doesn’t count if there’s a towel between us,” she grinned, referring to our no-touching rule. “Loopholes.”
“Watching me touch myself was a loophole. This is breaking the rule.”
“Well, as long as we’re not having sex, I can live with it,” she smirked, letting me watch her tits bounce between her arms as she finished cleaning me off.
And once she was done, she said goodnight, going up to her room and leaving me completely fucking stunned on the couch.
17
EVIE
I’d fallen asleep at some point – specifically after touching myself under the sheets, coming with an uncontrolled moan and then passing out. But somewhere around 3AM, I woke up with a hangover. Not from drinking, since I hadn’t, but from being drunk off Drew Maddox.
A shiver rippled up my spine as I relived the image of his clenching abs as he came.
Holy shit. That happened, I thought, sitting groggily up in the dark of my room for a few seconds before getting up and going out in the hall. I peered over the railing to check if Drew was still downstairs where I left him, but when I saw the couch empty, I turned to look down the hall.
His bedroom door was closed, but the light was on in his room, and I had to physically stop myself from going down the hall. I literally held onto my doorknob, anchoring myself down in case I floated off like a balloon to Drew’s room.
I wanted to see him. I wanted to know what he was doing or thinking right this moment.
But I was also scared to find out so, rather than cave to that need, I went back in my room, closed the door and climbed into bed. I closed my eyes, praying to fall asleep before I got sober enough to analyze what the fuck I’d just done tonight, and why the hell it was physically impossible for me to resist Drew Maddox.
But when I heard him rustling in his room, my eyes shot open.