He lifts me up, and I wrap my legs around him while he walks us to his bedroom with ease. He kicks open his door, and I hold on to him tighter, not wanting to let him go, even for a second.
He guides us down to his bed and slides on top of me. Feeling his large body against mine builds this level of desire that I’ve never felt. Of course, I’ve had sex—I have a seven-year-old child—but it’s never been like this.
Maybe I was too young to really know what we were doing, or maybe the few guys I’ve been with weren’t like Evan, but everything about this feels different—feels right.
He lifts to remove his shirt, and when I go to do the same, he stops me by leaning down to kiss my stomach. Then he slowly makes his way up until my shirt is all the way over my head and he’s kissing my neck.
“Please tell me you want this as bad as I do,” he whispers.
I grab his back, dropping my head to give him a better angle. “I’ve never wanted anything so bad in my life,” I respond, speaking the truth with a guy in a way I never have before.
I was always shy, not sure how to say what I wanted or how I felt. But not with Evan. With Evan, I feel like I can be me, not afraid to say or do anything.
“Good answer.” His lips meet mine, and we’re like a frenzy of limbs and clothes being removed as fast as we can.
He reaches over to his nightstand and grabs a condom. That’s when my eyes almost bug out of my head.
“Thank you,” I say in shock that I wasn’t even thinking about asking him to wear one.
“I want everything between us to be right. If we decide to have kids one day, I’ll make sure it’s after I change your name.”
My heart melts as he brings his lips softly to mine.
Once he has the condom secured, our eyes meet, like he’s silently asking permission. I give him a small grin, and that’s all the conformation he needs.
As he slides inside me, entering my world, I close my eyes, wanting to feel every aspect of him and what he’s doing to me. With an exhale, I feel him pull out very slowly, then push back in.
I gasp, and his lips crash to mine, taking everything he can from me.
He picks up his pace, and I wrap my legs around him, encouraging him to work his magic, using my body as his and giving me everything he has.
He plays my body like an instrument, performing a musical act with peaks and valleys, slow, then fast, bringing me to a point I never knew existed.
When I’m panting for more, he gives me exactly that—pushing harder, moving stronger, being the man I need him to be.
“Evan,” I gasp, and he only brings me higher. “Oh God,” I say as my orgasm topples over, dropping my head back and letting the waves of pleasure ripple through me.
“So. Beautiful,” he says right before he goes tense and finds his own release.
His lips meet mine again, and I hold him tighter to me, not wanting him to move. Now that I’ve found him, I never want to let him go.
We both come down from our high, continuing to kiss while he slowly moves in and out of me.
He inhales and pulls back slightly to look in my eyes. “You and I …”
I place my palm on his face and finish his sentence. “Were definitely meant to be.”
The grin I get is breathtaking as he leans down to kiss me again, sealing our fate of what I just said was right.
CHAPTER FIFTEEN
Evan
Waking up with Christy in my bed makes this the best morning I’ve had in a while. Knowing I have nothing to do until we fly out tonight just proves I’m in heaven right now.
I feel her stir so I pull her close to me and kiss the back of her head.
“Good morning,” I whisper.
