I lower my mouth to him, and the instant my lips contact the head of his cock, he lets go with a raw groan of need.It vibrates through his big body, and I feel him shudder.
“Yes, Phoebe,” he whispers.“So good.”
Already, I’m slipping into a trance.At this moment, I’m nothing but my hungry mouth and full hands, and my only purpose is to bring Evander to the brink, feel him grow harder and hotter from my devotion.
I cradle him in my hands, suck him, lick him up and down.Then I relax my throat and take him in.
“Holy fuck,” he moans, one of his hands resting gently on top of my head.He begins guiding me, moving me.His touch is tentative.But he doesn’t need to be.
I’ve already decided I’m his.My mouth.Throat.Tongue.My body.All his.
To do with as he pleases.
His huge cock swells.It throbs against my tongue and jumps against the roof of my mouth.He is pure power.I am a tight, wet sheath that welcomes him in.
I’m his to take.
But I feel him pull from my mouth, and I’m dragged from my daze.His hands clutch my upper arms, and he pulls me to a stand.
“I need to get inside you,” he says, his voice rough.“I won’t wait.”
“Then don’t.”
His hands grab my waist, and he lifts me off the floor.I swing my legs up and around him, clutching him tight.He curls his forearms under my thighs and holds me in place, spread open.
“Now’s the time,” he says, his face hard and his eyes shadowed by his half-lowered lashes.“Let’s hear it, Phoebe.”
“Get your cock inside me.Fuck me.”
His laugh is a low rumble.“And?”
“Keep fucking me until I cum all over you.”
“Then what?”
“Take your pleasure.Cum inside me.Please, Evander.Fuck me.Take me.”
“Why?”
“Because I think this is why I’m alive.Why you found me and saved me.So that this could happen between us.”
I have no idea where these words come from.Somewhere in the corners of my brain, I must’ve been thinking this.And I just said it.Aloud.
Now it’s out there.
His face goes hard, and his eyes darken, half-hidden by his heavy lashes.He stares at me.I’m not sure what the emotion is I see in his gaze, but it’s intense.
I may have gone too far with all the fate and destiny stuff.
Or…
Evander lifts me off him just enough so that he can line up his huge cock and push up inside me.He lets go with a guttural groan as he gives me what I’ve been begging for.
And then some.
“You’re mine, Phoebe,” he growls.“All mine.”
I feel myself slipping away into the swirling, building rush of need.Evander’s body is hard and huge, capable.He’s holding me.Moving in and out of me.I feel my head loll back and my body go limp.
