I could feel his hard cock between my legs, and I ground down on him, wanting and needing to feel all of him.
“Are you sure about this?” he questioned.
“I have never been more sure of anything,” I whispered, looking into his eyes.
He kissed me, then tried to reach over to the bedside table.
“You’ll have to get them,” he said.
I reached over and pulled the drawer open, removing a condom from the box. I ripped it open and slid it on him. I lifted myself, moving until I could feel him at my entrance, then slowly lowered myself onto him.
I closed my eyes, feeling every inch of him as he slid up inside of me. I could feel his hands on my hip, his breath against myneck as I swirled my hips, taking him. I couldn’t help but let out a moan as he worked with me, matching my pace.
“Don’t hold back…” I whispered.
“I am trying to be gentle with you,” he whispered, his breath tickling against my ear.
“Just let go…” I moaned, arching my back as he pumped into me again.
He pressed his forehead against mine, allowing us to find our rhythm. I couldn’t help but moan at every thrust, every touch. I opened my eyes to see him watching me, to see him now close his eyes.
“Look at me,” I whispered, bringing my hand to his cheek while he continued pumping into me.
His eyes met mine, and as we stared at one another, I could feel my orgasm building. I reached down between us, my fingers circling over my clit as I continued to ride him.
“I’ve got you. You can let go too, baby,” he breathed.
“I know…” I cried as I felt my orgasm rip through me.
The moment the cries escaped my lips, I felt him pick up the pace, moving faster and harder, his orgasm finally cresting. I fell against him, breathing hard.
Afterward, we lay tangled together in the sheets. A glaze of sweat covered both of us as we lay there in one another arms, breathing hard. Evan pulled me against him, my head resting on his chest, his fingers tracing circles on my arm.
“God, that was….” He groaned, still breathing hard, running his free hand over his face.
“Sure was,” I murmured.
I felt him press his lips to the top of my head.
“I meant what I said earlier. I love you. I’m in love with you.”
I looked up at him, taking in the look of terror in his eyes as my eyes filled with tears.
“I love you too. So much that it scares me.”
We lay there together, just holding one another, when I heard my cell phone ring down the hall. I realized for the first time since we’d left the restaurant that I’d never let anyone know, and I felt sure my father would be disappointed that the pair of us took off.
“What happens now?” Evan questioned, pulling me against him, his warmth enveloping me.
“Now we figure it out together. The team, my dad, all of it.”
As I lay there, I worried just how my father was going to react when he found out the news about us. I stared at the wall, wrapped in Evan’s arms, comforted by the warmth of his body.
“I’ll tell your father,” he said.
“In time,” I answered.
Chapter 14
