I tilted her chin up, kissing her again. If my girl wanted distraction, I would deliver. Anything. Anytime.
“Tell me,” I murmured, my lips brushing her neck. “What does my girl want?”
She whimpered, her body shuddering
I was already rock hard, desperate to feel all of her.
“My tongue?” I teased, gently biting along her jawline. God, I want to taste her. To spread her wide right here on the floor and make a meal of her. “My fingers?” I asked, my hand snaking up the back of her shirt to the clasp of her bra.
“Actually,” she breathed. “I had this dream.”
I paused, my hand pressed against her spine. “You had a dream?”
With her lip caught between her teeth, she nodded. Then she tugged her shirt over her head.
As her glorious tits came into view, I momentarily lost my train of thought. Fuck it was impossible to keep my hands off them.
“I had a sexy dream,” she admitted as I palmed one breast. “A few nights ago.”
“You had a sexy dream and didn’t tell me immediately?”
“You were at the firehouse.”
“You should have called 911.” I took one nipple into my mouth. “Had dispatch send me over so I could hear all about it in real time.”
She groaned, her head dropped back. “That seems like a poor use of public resources.”
I eased her panties down, my fingers trailing over her hips. “Don’t care. Now tell me everything.”
Kneeling in front of her, I pushed her panties and shorts all the way to the floor and nipped at her inner thighs. “I’m waiting.” Brows lifted, I peered up at her.
Her face was pink and her breathing shallow. “I dreamed you bent me over the couch. It was hard and fast and dirty and I?—”
I slipped one finger inside her, and she moaned, the sound low and drawn out. Fuck, she was already soaked.
“You want me to bend you over the couch and fuck you from behind?” I found her clit and rubbed a circle around it.
In answer, she threw her head back.
“What was that?” I teased.
“Yes,” she cried. “Please.”
Holy. Hell. She was shaking and trembling and detailing a sex dream to me. What had I done to deserve this incredible woman?
“Anything.” I scooped her up and carried her to the couch, marveling at how fucking gorgeous she looked naked and in my arms. “I will do anything for you. Anytime. Anywhere.”
With an arm looped around my neck, she kissed me.
I was on top of the fucking world. Taking care of Evie, being the man she depended on was the most exhilarating thing I’d ever experienced. And I’d never do anything to hurt her.
Chapter 36
Evie
Ihad no idea a family trip to Costmart could be so much fun.
We’d piled into the car, eager to escape the drama of the day before, and headed out of town, despite the rain. My phone had been blowing up nonstop with texts and calls from my coworkers. No one had heard anything more. We didn’t even know if Louisa had been arrested or if the encounter had been related to Will’s murder.
