That time was over now. With their loved ones admitted to. With their feelings laid bare. With nothing but a future together to look forward to living, there was only one thing left for them to do.
“Octavia…” Evander breathed as they kissed passionately. “I want you.”
“I know you do,” she said through steamy kisses.
“More than you can even –”
“You have me.” Octavia pulled back just long enough to look at him. “Now, what are you going to do with me?”
Evander grinned wickedly. She saw that look behind his eyes that she had come to relish. His hands, on her face, moved to her legs, behind her knees, and she yelped as he pulled her forward and lifted her so that she was forced to straddle him.
“Taking command,” she grinned as her hands took his face. “It is about time.”
They started to kiss again. Octavia on top, she held his face steady as their tongues lapped and licked, as their lips sucked, and as their teeth nibbled.
Evander, on the bottom, his hands found her backside, and he squeezed it tight as he pulled her body close. Their kisses became ravenous. Evander’s hands squeezed and grabbed and groped as if he was trying to touch all of her at once. And all the while, Octavia’s body shuddered and throbbed as blood ran hot through her veins.
Next, Evander pulled his face free so that he could attack Octavia’s neck. She closed her eyes and leaned back, exposing her neck as his wet kisses moved across her skin and toward the nape of her neck. She moaned as he kissed her, and he growled as his lips explored and his hands continued to squeeze.
She gave herself into his kisses. She let herself go completely so that she could feel each one on her neck, the way it rippled down her body and pulsed across her chest and through her thighs.Her heart was already racing but it felt as if it would explode out of her chest!
Her hands started to paw through his hair, grabbing it and holding his face into her neck.
His hands moved from her backside and up her waist. They started to tear at her dress as if he meant to rip it free. On instinct, Octavia almost stopped him, but then she realized there was no need. In fact…
“Evander…” She pulled back so that she could look at him. “I want… do you…” Her cheeks flushed as she had no idea what to say. She had never done anything like this before!
Luckily, he seemed to understand immediately what was on her mind. Finally, they were in sync, and once again, words were not needed.
He just smiled. It wasn’t even a hungry smile. It wasn’t filled with desire. In that smile, she saw the love that he held for her, and she had never felt so safe.
“I do,” he said. “You have no idea how much.”
Gently, Evander lifted Octavia from his lap and set her down beside him. Then, he stood up and stepped around her so that he stood right in front. He looked down, he stroked her chin, he held her eyes, and love grew between them so that she could hardly breathe.
“Do you trust me, Octavia?” he asked.
“With all my heart.”
Still with that same smile, Evander moved his hands to her waist and took hold of her dress. It was just a shift, one to be worn under gowns, so it rose easily. Octavia lifted her arms and gasped as it came free, exposing her nakedness completely.
Her hands moved to cover her bare breasts…
“No.” Evander took her hands and moved them away. “I want to see you.” The hunger returned to his eyes as he took her in. He licked his lips and just from that alone, Octavia’s nipples hardened.
She sat back, her full breasts on display, and Evander reached down and used two fingers to pinch the nipple on her right breast. Then the nipple of her left. She gasped at the sensation, the way it shot through her body. But it felt good… a little too good.
“Evander…” She continued to look at him. “I want…I want…”
“I know what you want.” Slowly, Evander started to fall to his knees.
“No.” She stopped him. “Not that. Not this time. What I want…” Her cheeks were flushed pink and she could hardly bring herself to look at him. “I want you, Evander. I want all of you.”
His smile grew. “Ah… your wish is my command.”
Standing over her again, Evander lifted his shirt and tossed it away. Her eyes widened as she took in his muscular frame; it bulged in all the right places, was taught at the waist, thick veins rising from his pants and climbing up his side. Octavia’s legs began to tremble, she could feel her wetness coming, and she gently reached out and touched his waist with her fingertips.
“You are…” She could not find the words.
