She sucked him down, touching him everywhere she could reach, until he pulled her away, breathing hard.
Kenzie couldn’t get over how sexy it felt to be with him, how right.
But she didn’t have long to ponder because he turned her so that she lay under him and kissed her.
Hungry to feel him, she drew him into her mouth, wondering if tasting himself might turn him off.
If anything, his moans deepened, and she was soon squirming under him, wanting more.
He pulled back to look down at her and brushed her hair from her face. “You don’t want to hear this. I know that. But I can’t help it.”
The emotion in his eyes held her spellbound. “Evan?”
He cupped her face, watching her with so much affection. “I love you, Kenzie.”
Shocked, pleased, and scared all over again, she didn’t know how to respond, but Evan didn’t let her. He kissed her with so much passion, she felt lightheaded. Then he proceeded to show her. With every kiss and caress, he stirred her to a fevered arousal.
He teased her nipples, sucked them into hard points, and trailed down her body, kissing her belly, her hips, then moved straight between her legs. He drew her clit into his mouth and slid his finger inside her, fucking her while licking her up.
And just when she neared orgasm, he backed away, leaving her frustrated and lost. Then he started again, kissing her legs, the insides of her thighs, and moving back up to her breasts.
He brought her up and down so many times, leaving her impossibly wet, her body screaming for release.
He’d ignored her swearing and pleading, until she’d had enough. She maneuvered him onto his back and bore down on his once-again stiff cock. The satisfaction of finally being filled eased her frustration and started her on a quick climb toward satisfaction.
“Finally. Took you long enough,” he teased, though his expression was strained. “That’s it, baby. I want to feel you come all over me.” He put his fingers between her legs, and she rode him hard.
On fire to feel him, to have him reach that pinnacle with her, she leaned down and kissed him when she came.
He moaned into her mouth, snapping his hips up and gripping her to hold her still.
She tore her mouth away, gasping for breath, lost in the taste and smell of him. Like heaven, if only she could get her heart to stop racing.
“What do you wear that makes you smell so damn good?” she asked when she could catch a breath.
His low chuckle vibrated through her. “I call it Eau de Kenzie.”
“Funny.”
He hugged her and rotated his hips, pushing inside her still. “God, you feel so good. I missed this, Kenzie. I missed you.”
I love you,he’d said.
She wanted to talk about that, but not yet. Not until she’d wrapped her mind around it. It was one thing to think she might be falling for him, another to know he’d already fallen for her. It would be Bryce 2.0, except this time the man had said it first.
And Evan isn’t Bryce.
After they’d managed to clean up and come back to bed together, Evan held her in his arms. “Now, before that brain makes a mess of everything between us, I wanted to be honest. I don’t expect anything from you. I love you.”
Damn it. He’d said it again. Her heart wouldn’t stop racing.
“I like being with you. I like being with Daniel. I can’t prove I’ll never leave you, I can only show you that I won’t.”
She thought about him sticking by his sick fiancée, seeing her through her cancer. About how he helped his mother and felt it important to be there for his cousins. How he’d helped her when she needed it, and even after they’d had sex he wanted to do more for her.
“I—”
“Shh.” He put a hand over her mouth. “Don’t talk and ruin my moment.”
