It’s a challenge. She thinks I’m hiding something from her. Eve can go through my phone at any time.
I remove my cell to see it’s a text and frown.
“Who is it?” she asks, wringing out her hair with her towel while looking at me in the mirror.
“It’s an unknown number.”
She turns around. “The Lords? Is it my assignment for initiation?” Eve nibbles nervously on her lip, her mood changing quickly.
I open it up. “It’s Adam. He wants to see me in person when we get back.” I pocket my cell, and she looks away from me. Pulling her body flush with mine, I go to kiss her, but she pushes me away.
“Let me brush my teeth,” she protests. “The taste of tequila is making me want to vomit.”
I drop the conversation about her and Cross because I believe her. Turning to leave the bathroom, I prop my shoulder up against the doorframe and watch her in the mirror. “Let’s go out.”
She rinses her mouth out and turns to face me. “Go out?”
Nodding, I push off and walk over to her. “I want to take my girl out.”
A soft smile pulls at the corner of her plump lips. “I’ll have to get ready.”
“Then get ready.” I run my hand through her wet hair. “Do your makeup and fix your hair. Put on a party dress.” They say this town never sleeps.
Leaning in, I press my lips to hers, and she lifts her right leg, wrapping it around my hip.
“Will you fuck me before?” she whispers against my lips.
I smile. “Of course. But you’re not allowed to come.”
She groans and her nails dig into my sides through my shirt, pinching my skin. “You love to make me wait.”
“I love to see you desperate,” I correct her, taking a step back and order, “Remove my belt.”
Nibbling on her bottom lip, she quickly undoes the buckle and pulls the leather from the loops. Then she holds it out to me.
I take it and command, “Turn around.”
Doing as she’s told, she places her hands behind her back, and I tie them off with my belt. I step into her and grab a fistful of her hair, yanking her head back, making her cry out. “Do not come, Eve. Do you understand?”
She tries to nod but whimpers, shuffling on her feet. “I…I understand.”
“We’ll see.” I quickly undo my jeans and shove them out of the way to pull my dick out. I need to be inside of her.
I run my free hand over her pussy, and she moans, pushing back against me, and I smile to myself. Taking my hard cock in my hand, I slide into her cunt, listening to her breath hitch as I stretch her to accommodate my size. “Fuck,” I groan. “Goddamn, Eve.” My eyes drop to watch my cock disappear as I bend her over the counter once more.
The sound of our bodies slapping fills the room over her moans and whimpers. I’m so fucking hard for her. My girl. “Watch yourself, Eve,” I command, yanking her head off the mirror. “Look how pretty you are when I fuck you.”
Her heavy eyes find mine in the mirror, and I fuck her harder. An animalistic need comes over me, and I slam her hips into the side of the counter, knowing I’m bruising her. They’ll look beautiful later when I tie her to the bed and make her beg for me.
Her pussy clenches, and I slam into her, making her cry out. “Do not fucking come, Eve,” I remind her.
“I’m…” Her heavy eyes fall shut. “I’m trying…not to.”
I let go of her hair, grip her hips, and drop my eyes to watch mycock slide in and out of her tight cunt. I’m so close. This is a quickie. For me. To give her something to look forward to later.
My balls tighten and I smile to myself as I slam forward and come inside of her. Pulling out, I take a stumbling step back, and she slumps against the counter, hands still tied behind her back.
I reach forward, grip her arms, and yank her to stand. Turning her to face me, I grab her neck with one hand, feeling her pulse race, while the other gently pushes her wet hair from her face. “Look at me,” I order.
