Total pages in book: 102
Estimated words: 98487 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 492(@200wpm)___ 394(@250wpm)___ 328(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 98487 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 492(@200wpm)___ 394(@250wpm)___ 328(@300wpm)
He chances a glance at me but then looks away just as fast. “Did he tell you what was said?”
I eye his profile. “No. Aviva only overheard what he told his therapist, but apparently he’s being a dick to everyone.”
He nods. “That sucks.”
“Yeah. Why? What was said?”
He shrugs but then pauses before he takes a bite of his sub. Once he’s done chewing, he says, “Just to stay away from you.”
I am pretty sure there’s more to it than that, but I also don’t want to know. I’m confident Evan handled it, and I respect that. I appreciate it. As I take my last bite, I clean up my wrapping and grab his before getting up to throw away the trash. When I turn, I find that he is watching me, a serious look on his face.
“What?”
“Can I ask you something?”
I nod as I come back to the bed, sitting on my knees and meeting his gaze. “Yeah, what’s up?”
He swallows hard, but his eyes never leave mine. “Not to sound needy and pathetic, but was the other night not good?”
I’m taken aback by his question. “Um, why are you asking that? I told you I enjoyed myself.”
“I know,” he says, holding my gaze. “But we haven’t done anything since that night, and I feel like maybe I messed up.”
“You’re so silly. We’ve been crazy busy,” I tease, but I can tell he’s worried about this.
“I know, but it just doesn’t seem like you’ve wanted to.”
“Evan, I have. I just don’t want to rush you into anything.”
He pulls his lip in between his teeth, and then he exhales. “I want you to rush me.”
“Okay,” I say, my lips curving so widely, my cheeks hurt. “Do you want me?”
His eyes darken as he reaches out, taking my jaw in his hand. “My love, I always want you.” He guides me to him, his lips inches from mine. “Which is why I asked, because I want you to want me too.”
“I do want you,” I say earnestly, my gaze searching his as my breathing picks up. “There is no question about that.”
“Then why are we dressed?”
“I was thinking the same thing.”
twenty-six
Evan
Our lips meet almost instantly as my fingers tangle in her curls, and she cups my face in her hands. I hate that I question us, but I’ve seen how Owen and Angie are. They are never too busy to make love, and it had me thinking I had done something wrong. Which, as Callie said, is silly since we’ve had a great week. We laugh, we encourage, and we run. I couldn’t ask for more. She’s a breath of fresh air, and I’m truly enjoying every moment I get with her. I find myself missing her when I’m not with her. With her carefree smiles, her confidence, and her utter determination, I’m in awe of her. Always.
Cue Jason Aldean, because this girl makes it easy.
I lay her back on her bed, drawing the kisses out of her as she wraps her legs around my waist. I worry for maybe two seconds that I’m squishing her, but then her legs squeeze my hips, and I’m lost for sure. Our kisses are demanding, hot, and I swear, I could blow my load at any second. I put my hands beside her head and lift myself up to look down at her. “I can’t get enough of you.”
She arches into me, her eyes dark and desirable. “Don’t stop trying.”
A knot forms in my chest as I gaze into her eyes. “Never.”
I lean down, kissing her again before parting to pull off her leggings. She licks her lips as she watches me drag her leggings down her legs, along with her panties. I hold her thighs in my hands and take in her sweet honeypot center.
All right, it’s time to be Winnie the fucking Pooh.
“Lock the door.”
“Ah,” I growl before jumping off the bed so hard it hurts, but I’ve got one thing on my mind.
Her.
I go to the door, locking it, and then I go to the side door, locking it and pulling the shades. “Is Cam in class?”
She nods, watching me. “Yeah, she won’t be back for another hour.”
“Awesome,” I practically moan before I go back to the bed, getting between her legs. I lie on my stomach, scooting between her thighs and grabbing her butt with my hands. I run my tongue along her lips, slowly, gently, just tasting her as I channel my inner Pooh Bear. As traumatic as it was for my brother to say that to me, I’m ready to follow his directions. I’m ready to make Callie scream in ways she’s never screamed before.
She arches into my mouth as I lick and kiss her center. She’s silky soft and delectable. I run my nose along her, taking in her scent and going wild with lust. I kiss her lips before I trail my tongue along her sweet slit. Then I bury my face in her. She screams out, her hands coming to my head as I suck and lick her uncontrollably. I move from her clit to her opening and back, sucking her, licking her, and devouring every inch of her perfect pussy. She arches into my mouth, moaning my name as I suck her clit between my teeth, nibbling on her bundle of nerves. She thrashes beneath my mouth, crying, shaking, and when I look up at her, she’s flushed and gasping for breath. I watch as she reaches for a pillow, moaning loudly into it as I continue my assault on her.