She gasped, and he thrust his tongue into her mouth. Then he began mimicking what he soon planned to do with his cock.
She grabbed his dick, not one to stand by while he had all the fun.
He kissed down her throat, and she surprised him by yanking him by the hair so she could whisper, “I know. It’s just feeling and fueling that need.” She pushed him farther down, to kneel between her legs, and she spread her feet wider.
Evan shoved his face between her legs and ate her in earnest, letting himself take what he needed and letting her demand what she desired.
As she cried out and came against his mouth, he shoved his tongue deeper, and then, lost in her taste, he hurriedly stood and turned her to face the bed. He bent her, positioned himself behind her, and thrust deep into her as she continued to come.
She cried out, her breathy moans making him lose all sense. He was pounding into her, gripping her hips so tight, and then he was coming, shouting as he filled her up, his dick so far inside her he felt as if they’d joined as one.
“Never letting go,” he murmured as he sawed in and out, the aftershocks of passion jolting him into new pleasure.
“Oh, Evan.” Kenzie sounded dreamy, not upset, thank God. “I love when you do that dirty talk thing and get a little mean.”
He groaned as he withdrew, loving that some of him trickled down her leg. Because he’d spent inside her. A part of her now. And maybe, someday, if he were very, very lucky, he’d plant a little someone inside her.
The love he felt bloomed anew.
“Fuck. You drained me dry, penis worshipper.”
Still bent over the bed, she pressed her face into it and groaned. “Stupid Lila.” Before she could rise, he put a hand on the small of her back.
“No, stay there a minute. I’m committing this picture to memory. That sweet ass, those spread thighs, and my come down your leg. Now if you could somehow turn so I’d get a shot of your breasts too, that would be perfect.”
She raised her head off the mattress. “Not physically possible.”
“Too bad. I hear people pay big money for pictures like that.”
A moment of silence. Then she flipped around and glared. “If you ever take a picture of me, I’ll… Oh, no phone?”
“What? No way. You naked is for my eyes only. God, what are you? Some kind of exhibitionist?” He pretended to be horrified and backed away. “A…love slave? That’s what you are, isn’t it?”
“Whatever, fucknugget. Now are you going to help me clean up or what?”
He laughed. “Come on. If you’re good, I’ll let you clean me. With your mouth.”
“Evan, we just fuckedandmade love. How can you think about doing it again?”
He just looked at her.
“Well?” she asked.
“Duh. I’m a guy.”
* * *
They spent the next week together. If not every day, every other day. Daniel had told her they looked good together, even if Evan was a little “too dopey with all the smiling.” Kenzie had laughed, though she agreed Evan smiled and laughed a lot when with her. Heck, he always seemed happy, and his buoyant mood lifted her own.
He still slept at his house, and she slept at hers. For all that he’d admitted he loved her, he hadn’t said it again. And she hadn’t asked to hear it. It lay between them, that love. Or at least, it felt that way to her.
She sat with Lila, Hector, Rachel, and Will at Daniel’s first soccer game of the season. School had started the past Wednesday, and to kick off the weekend, the freshman team had a soccer game directly after school that Friday, followed by the football team’s game in a few hours.
“Am I getting overtime for this?” Lila asked. She sat awfully close to Hector.
Kenzie looked over at Rachel and nodded at her friend. She mouthed “did she or didn’t she?”
“I see you talking behind my back,” Lila said.
