just unfathomable to not let this happen. He tasted like beer and cigarette smoke, and it was intoxicating.
“Stop me if you don’t want this,” he said, the words vibrating against her mouth.
Eve shook her head. “I want this,” she heard herself say with a gasp, and she realized then and there just how true it was. She did want this. She wanted him. She wanted to feel his body against her, and she wanted him to make her moan.
He was all too happy to oblige. Before she even had the chance to realize what was happening, Lind was picking her up and carrying her to the bedroom. He had his palms spread firmly across her butt cheeks, as her legs wrapped around his waist.
He dropped her unceremoniously onto the mattress, but Eve didn’t protest at the rough treatment: this was exactly the kind of passion she had been longing for without even realizing. She realized it now, however, and the knowledge that the passion that she craved was literally at her fingertips filled her with electricity. She felt wired, electrically charged. She felt like her whole body was filled with a kind of raw, primordial energy that she never suspected she could possess.
She tugged at Lind’s t-shirt impatiently, and she helped him strip at record speed, all the while clawing at his flesh and fingering his muscles, clutching to him like she was afraid it would all disappear if she let go even for a minute.
When he was finally naked, Eve reached up to grasp the back of his neck and pulled him down for the hungriest kiss she had ever given anyone—including her fiancé. When they finally pulled apart, they were both breathless.
Lind grinned down at her. “Wow,” he said. “You really want this.”
Normally, Eve would feel embarrassed. She would feel ashamed at letting her desire show so wholly and wildly. But nothing about her recent situation was normal, not even this. Especially not this. So, instead of feeling embarrassed, Eve lifted her chin a fraction and proudly owned her lust.
“Yes,” she said, with the confidence and firmness of voice of a woman who finally came into her own. “I really want this.”
Once again, he didn’t leave her hanging.
“Darlin’, you don’t need to ask twice,” he said, his voice a rough whisper that shot straight down to her groin.
His mouth descended on hers once again, both his hands reaching into her hair, his fingers getting lost amongst the long golden locks. She felt him press against her and she responded by arching up into him, her hips grinding against his erection. His enlarged cock was so firm and proud against her thigh that she almost came from the knowledge that she was the one responsible for his arousal.
“I’m going to do things to you nobody has done before,” he growled into her ear.
Eve gasped in surprise at the sudden, thrilling chill that ran from her chest down to her belly and then all the way to her vagina. If just his voice was able to do this to her, she didn’t dare to imagine what his full touch would do. She knew she didn’t have to imagine. She knew she was about to find out, and that knowledge filled her with an all-consuming anticipation.
“I’m counting on it,” she all but purred back.
She caught a flash of his grin before he pulled away from her mouth to guide his lips on a full exploration of her body.
As it turned out, her imagination could have never done this experience justice. Lind’s lips were a thing of magic. They kissed and licked in all the right places, at the right pace, at the right moment. His teeth would tease from time to time, delivering small bites that brought on small pinches, which in turn sent electric waves of pleasure running through her whole body in the sweetest ripple effect.
When he finally reached her sex, Eve was already so far gone that she feared one more well-placed kiss would send her over the edge.
He looked up at her and smirked.