Evan used his thigh to part hers. His hardness pressed against her entrance, and he paused. “Are you ready for me?”
“Yesss.” No sooner had the word left her mouth, than he pushed forward. “Ahh,” she cried out as his thick head stretched her entrance. It had been a while, but it hadn’t been that long. She had the aid of toys to help her through the dry seasons. No, his girth was substantial, and her body needed a moment to adjust. Evan seemed to understand. He paused, giving her a moment to adapt. It was surreal. If she hadn’t seen him put on protection, she would have thought he was inside her without a barrier.
“How do you feel, Sweet Girl?”Sweet Girl.If anyone had told her that the endearment would make her simultaneously feel cherished and sexy, she would have laughed in their face.
“Mm, you feel… good.” Seraphina wanted to express how much she wanted to feel him move inside her, but refrained from saying anything. She didn’t think he would appreciate the direction. Besides, didn’t she want to turn over her body to someone else? The evidence so far showed he knew what he was doing. She trusted him to satisfy her.
“I can’t stay still any longer.” Slowly, he pushed forward. “God…” He grunted. “…you feel amazing. Need to move now.” Steadily feeding her his length until he filled her core. It felt so right to feel his cock against her walls. She couldn’t deny the need to touch him. Her hands caressed his muscled back. It felt like that unleashed something within him. Evan pulled back so just his head remained and then snapped his hips forward. His strokes were rhythmic and powerful as they caressed her walls.
With every stroke, she became wetter. Despite that, Evan praised the way her core muscles drew him in. “How are you so tight?” Then he nipped at her jawline before suckling a tender spot at the base of her neck.
“Evan,” she moaned. Seraphina had never been this vocal with a partner before. It wasn’t just his ability to sexually fulfill her. There was something else… every stroke felt like a gift. She welcomed the present. Especially his touch. He was so tactile. His touch was reverent and firm. And felt like it was everywhere. Her thighs, her belly, she didn’t have any cute name for it. There was a bit more than she would like, but by the way he was touching her, he didn’t seem to mind. “You feel so incredible.” How do you feel anything but sexy with such awe-inspiring praise?
He wasn’t just catering to her physical needs. No, it was so much more.
In some ways, he knew her as well as she knew herself. She’d been open to having her nipples pinched, but she didn’t think it would feel so good. Evan knew exactly how rough to be. He was studying her body as he moved inside her. Man, was he a quick study. Every time she reacted, he captured the information and heightened her experience.
Her moans, hums, and groans guided his movement and touch. Every molecule in her body felt alive. Her release built slowly and steadily. Starting in the arch of her feet, rippling up her inner thighs.
“That’s it, my Sweet Girl. Come for me.” Somehow, he knew and encouraged her. Her release continued to build, skimming up her hips and licking within her belly. His strokes changed. It slowed.Faster.Her mind cried. Evan tilted his hips, so his thrusts became deeper. Drumming against that hidden spongy spot. Had her release been building steadily before? Now it hurtled towards the unknown.
“You’re so close,” Evan encouraged. Giving voice to what her body felt. She mewled beneath him. The caressing of his back was exchanged for her nails sinking into his muscles, clinging to him.
“Now.” Even commanded before crushing his mouth to hers. He nipped her tongue, then suckled it. An invisible string weaved its way from her tongue and to her clit. Within seconds, the string ignited, sending bolts throughout her body.
Seraphina groaned into his mouth, and Evan matched it with a growl of his own. Then he completely abandoned his methodical strokes for frantic ones. He seized, and she felt his warm release fill the thin barrier. His kisses turned tender, sweet, until they became soft pecks.
He moved her from being beneath him to being by his side with a fluid movement. While his heartbeat still drummed rapidly, she pressed a kiss to his chest. Then lay her head against the spot. The moment was as intimate as their bodies joining together. She sighed in sweet contentment. His lips grazed her temple with the softest of pecks.
“Everything about being with you is perfection.” He praised. Evan seemed to echo her own thoughts. Which was good because she didn’t think she could form words. She was content to be held by him. Although her body continued to vibrate in satisfaction. They stayed like that until the drumming of his heartbeat slowed to a regular pace. A shiver ran through her body.
“Are you cold?” Evan tightened his hold on her.
“Actually, no. You are keeping me warm.”
“Good. We probably should get cleaned up. Let me check the time.” He checked in with his device, and it surprised her that so much time had passed. “Hmm, we have missed our reservation.”
Seraphina hadn’t thought of food, but at that moment her stomach gave an audible reminder that she had neglected it. Evan chuckled. “I’m sure they will still seat us.”
Honestly, she was no longer looking forward to getting dressed up to go to a formal dinner. It would take her a while to get herself ready. She had to do her hair, makeup and all that jazz. Now she would have to take another shower. She was sweaty and, um, sticky.
“I can hear the wheels turning. Would you prefer if I have dinner sent up? Or send out for something? Anything you’d like.”
“If you don’t mind, I’d prefer to eat up here.” Seraphina reluctantly pulled out of his hold and sat up. Gathering her robe, she slipped it on.
“Of course not. Now, what would you like to eat?” Evan called out a couple of options, but she couldn’t concentrate. He sat there naked, rattling off food. While she raked her eyes over his body. Was he hardening already? They just went a pretty impressive round. The sight made her mouth water. She really needed to get out of this man’s room.
“You know what? Surprise me. I’ll straighten up in my room.”
“I’ll let you know when the food has arrived.”
Seraphina’s steps were quick as she made her way back to her room. She gently closed the door behind her. Rather than go directly to the washroom, she flopped onto the bed. Covering her face with her hands, she let out a silent scream. A giggle bubbled up and before she could trap it, it escaped.
Having sex… it was just sex, wasn’t it? Then why was it so good? Whatever she selected to call it, it wasn’t at all what she had expected. Despite not being at the club or part of a BDSM scene, it was one of her most freeing experiences so far. She couldn’t help but think it was because of him… Evan.
Things hadn’t gone as they planned. It was spontaneous and spectacular. The experience was also unnerving. They had come together effortlessly.
Part of her screamed to take the win and call it. Evan made her come twice. Her core was sore, and her body hummed with satisfaction. So what she hadn’t gotten a chance to explore the club? She got to experience a partner that was in tune with her needs. Pushing herself to go to Club Desire somehow felt greedy. She’d done her research. Submitting her body to him could very well make her emotionally vulnerable. The signs it could easily happen with him were already present. He made her want to take the chance. When else would she get the opportunity to explore the kinky part of her nature, with a partner she could trust to take care of her?
