Well fucking past gone.
I speared my fingers through her hair, tangling her silken curls around them to tug her head back. My mouth crashed down on hers as a groan tore from my throat as I loosened mygrip on my need for her, fitting her curves against me, replacing memory with present moment.
Eve lifted onto her toes, pressing her mouth against mine as hard as I kissed her. Her fingers worked at the buttons on my shirt, tugging them apart to run her hands beneath.
I gripped her shoulders a little too tight, drawing her back from me a fraction of a breath. It was all I could stand to be apart from her.
“Eve, if you start this…”
One gorgeous, arched eyebrow raised, bringing the corner of her lips with it.
“IfIstart this? Is that what we’re calling it?” She swayed those Lucious fucking hips against mine, and it was all I could do not to grab her ass and pin her to me.
If all I had to do to get you to smile was turn you on, then wish granted, honey.
She scraped her nails over my stomach and lower. Pleasure obliterated all rational thought as she dragged those nails over the hard ridge of my cock. Even with the stiff material between us, I felt her contact on every hard inch.
“Fuck, Eve,” I whispered, the blood already departing my brain and heading south.
Tugging her closer, I slid my hands down her back, pulling her shirt free of her jeans. Eve wriggled to assist me, still torturing me with scrapes and caresses.
“Months, Rhys,” she murmured against my mouth. “Three months without you when you promised you would be here.” The hand left my cock, and she slapped my shoulder hard.
“Ow, Eve.” I laughed as I frowned, finally getting that stubborn material out of the way. My palms hit warm skin, and my laugh became a groan. “It’s been a hard year here, too,” I caught her mouth again, tracing my tongue over her bottom lips.
“You should have fucked me the first time.” A hard accusation laced her tone.
Dark curls cascaded down her back as Eve arched into me, her tongue dancing against mine in light caresses that hardened me painfully.
“I’ll give you that.” I broke the kiss, spinning her around in my arms to hold her against me. The curve of her ass pressed against my denim encased cock distracted me as I worked my way along the row of buttons that dipped between the rise of her breasts.
Eve wiggled not-so-helpfully as the material parted. I ran my hands that had ached for her for so long across her stomach, over her lace clad breasts as she pushed into my touch. Our moans mingled in the flickering firelight, shadows dancing over her body as I explored every inch of exposed flesh.
I traced over her mound with light fingers. “I thought I might return the favor,” I murmured, stroking over the seam that aligned with her clit.
Eve’s head fell back onto my shoulder, cushioned by a mass of chestnut waves. She moaned, writhing against me.
“I think that goes both ways,” she gasped, rubbing her ass against me.
“Damn, girl. This isn’t the time to tease,” I murmured into her ear, sucking the lobe between my lips.
Her low moan gave me everything I needed about her. I stroked over her denim covered pussy quickly, then slid my fingers down the inside of her jeans, already slick with her own arousal.
Eve bit off a yelp as I slid two fingers past her panties, impaling her to my knuckles. Her body clenched uncontrollably.
“Rhys,” she whimpered, her body torn between the need to bear down on my fingers inside her and pressing back into my chest to escape the building pressure that I controlled in her.
Gritting my teeth against the pleasure that threatened to overwhelm me, I solved the problem, pushing her forward against the wall. My body formed an inescapable frame she couldn’t escape from; my knuckles grinding against her sensitive flesh, trapped by the close denim that encased her, and my hips thrusting forward, pinning her in place.
Eve gasped, her hips working frantically to escape, but all it achieved was to rub herself harder against my knuckles.
“That’s it, honey,” I murmured, drawing my lips along her neck, breathing in her arousal. I trapped her harder against the wall, giving her no quarter. “Give me what I want.”
Her breaths coming in erratic pants, Eve ground down on my hand, a scream ripping from her throat. Her soaking pussy clenched around my fingers as she collapsed against my body.
I tucked my fingers beneath her chin, drawing her head back to kiss her deeply.
“My God, I’ve missed you,” I grated hoarsely.
