“Yeah.” He swore. “Hell. I don’t have any condoms.”
“I do.”
He just stared.
“What? Lila keeps sticking them in my purse. I must have twenty of them in there.”
He grabbed her purse, opened it, and took out four. “Lila issucha good friend.” He gazed hungrily at her naked legs. Her jeans and panties lay on the floor of his car. “Kenzie, are you sure about this?”
She nodded. “Unless you don’t want to?”
He pushed his seat back as far as it would go and lowered it then raised his hips to pull down his pants.
She was in awe. “Oh my God. You’re not wearing underwear.”
“Yeah. And I’m aching. So what are you going to do about it?”
She felt like the star of her own movie. She’d initiated this. And her body liked it all too well. She’d always wanted to take control, and now she could. “Evan, can I ask you something?”
“Anything.” He didn’t seem at all embarrassed about exposing himself. Her shirt at least covered everything from her shoulders to the tops of her thighs. She still felt an odd mixture of shy and sexy.
“You’re experienced, I’m assuming. More than I am.”
“I’m not a player or anything, but I’ve dated some. Had a few girlfriends before and after I was engaged.”
“Lately?”
“It’s been six months,” he said bluntly and gave a half smile. “No man card for me.”
“Oh, right.” She smiled back. “It’s been over a year for me, and before then, there was just Bryce and one or two other guys I dated.” No, there were three other guys. And Bryce. A whopping four lovers in her entire life.
“So…?”
“So can I kiss you?”
He opened his arms to her. “Hell yeah. Come here, you…Kenzie.”
She knelt over the console, her face over his lap, and breathed in the scent of warm, soapy male. Evan was large, thick, and definitely aroused. She ran a finger over his cockhead and heard him hiss in response. Then she kissed him there.
“Jesus.Kenzie, honey…” He tangled his fingers in her hair. “Again.”
She smiled and drew the tip of him into her mouth, sucking just a bit. Bryce had loved her going down on him, but only after he’d gone down on her and never for too long. She’d loved him, and he’d appreciated it, but he’d always been the one to initiate everything.
But now, with Evan, she felt in control. Hereallyliked what she was doing, and having such a powerful man at her whim aroused her unbearably. Knowing he was as helpless to their connection as she was evened the playing field between his experience and her desire.
She slid down his shaft, taking him deeper, and his fingers clenched in her hair.
“Fuck. Kenzie, honey, put the condom on me. Now.”
She moved up and down over him, his rocking hips heady acknowledgment of how much he wanted her.
“Unless you want a mouthful, let me go.”
She reluctantly sat up and licked her lips. Evan looked on the verge of a meltdown, his eyes wild, his breathing ragged. “You taste salty.”
“God.” He grabbed a condom from the dash, tore the packet open, and put it on himself. Then he straddled her over him.
But instead of pulling her down, he kissed her, sliding his tongue between her lips while his fingers moved like silk between her folds and into her body. Evan sucked and teased, penetrating with his tongue and fingers until she shoved his hands out of the way, took his cock in hand, and slammed down hard.
