I frowned at the double negative, trying to work out what she needed most. “Last time we were together in Texas, I damn near proposed to you.” I traced the bare skin at her throat. “I gave you a necklace made for you. That was my promise I’d be back. Remember?”
Her hand raised to cover my fingers. “I remember,” she whispered. “I don't wear it, I’m scared it will break and that matters.”
My rapid heartbeat slowed a little. “I get that, Eve. But wear it. For me, if you want. Please?” I leaned in, hesitated, and pressed a tender kiss to her lips.
Her sharp inhale left me spinning as her lips parted and she licked my bottom lip.
“Eve…fuck,” I cursed, pulling her closer. “If we keep going I'll take you upstairs and we’re gonna end up in your bed, honey. I can take it slow for so long but… Hell.”
Eve kept exploring, running her hands along my chest, licking at my mouth. “You taste sweet.”
I growled, lifting her to straddle my hips and pushed myself up to stand. “Remember what I said about your bed, honey?"
She made a soft sound in the back of her throat that I took to mean that she didn’t object to me carrying her up the stairs. I took each step carefully. One arm wrapped around her as I walked, still kissing her. Every time our lips and tongues met, our kisses grew rougher. Sure, we started slow but as every time with Eve, my control frayed.
I kissed her harder until we crashed into the door of her room—fuck, I hoped it was her room.
“Is this one yours?” I asked, breaking the kiss long enough to give her air.
“Mmhmm.” She glanced about to give me confirmation, then her tongue slid back into my mouth.
I groaned, my cock pressing hard against her heat that rubbed my jeans. The denim dress she wore hiked around her hips, flowing over her bare knees. I gripped beneath her thighs, holding her tight to me as I kicked the door open and found her bed, lying her down onto it.
“Tell me to stop, Eve. If you don't, you know this changes everything.”
“I need you tonight, Rhys.”
I stared down at her in the darkness, light filtering in through the doorway from downstairs. “Fuck, you’re so beautiful. I've thought about you every damn day,” I murmured, spreading her thighs wide with my legs, settling into her heat.
She arched for me as I worked the buttons on her dress, her hands tugging at my shirt. Desperation drew us both forward, our kisses hot and rough, open mouthed and wet licks. She shivered and panted as I ground against her.
“Fuck, beautiful. You’re gonna come for me already?”
Eve mewled beneath me as I spread her dress open, baring swollen breasts and the swell of her soft tummy. I dipped my head, sucking and licking her nipples as I rubbed against her, the seam on my jeans grinding against her clit. She shivered, whimpering as heat and the scent of sex flooded her bedroom.
“Christ.” I swore, releasing her nipple with a pop and slid my fingers along the dampness spreading over her panties. “That was fast, honey. Can you do that again with my fingers inside you?”
Her answering moan left me hard enough to disgrace myself. I coated my fingers in her slick and slid two inside her. Eve’s pussy clenched down as I drove her to the next edge. Her cries shattered around the room, her tight body milking my hand as I worked her over.
I growled my own need, shucking my shirt off. “Lie back, honey. I’m not done yet." I knelt between her legs, throwing one curved thigh over my shoulder.
Eve’s hands tangled in my hair as I licked her pussy, cleaning her orgasm from her swollen flesh. The sweet scent of her permeated the room, leaving my head spinning. I swore I’d come in my jeans at the mere thought of sinking into her, but I kept my head in the game, focusing on the task before me. Her thighs clamped around my head as I lapped at her folds gently, focusing on her sensitive spots.
“Please, Rhys,” she screamed, as I sucked on her clit, flicking the nub back and forth. “Please?—”
I flicked her clit again, sliding a finger inside her pussy. She came hard for me, soaking her sheets.
“Such a good girl,” I praised her.
Sliding in beneath her boneless body, I tossed her clothes out of the way, tucking her naked body against mine. The quilt had slid a long way down. I hooked that with my foot, pulling itover us, and pulled my shirt back on, leaving it unbuttoned as I cradled Eve to my chest.
“Archer?” she murmured, pressing her lips to my chest.
“Shh, honey. Sleep.”
“Mm. Why aren’t you?—”
I smiled, stroking her hair gently as I tucked her into me and closed my eyes, propped up against the headboard. “Sleep, Eve. I promised you that I’m not gonna leave you. And if you want that every night, then I’ll give you that.”
