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Chapter Ten
Evie
“Didyou forget?”
His voice, so deep and calming, wraps around me like a comforting blanket. Tracing my finger over one of the tattoos inked across his chest, I smile. I wasn’t expecting him to come into my life, but he seems to be fitting in with such ease, it’s making me question if it’s real.
“I did.”
“Good.”
I shriek when he rolls on top of me in one swift move. Spreading my legs to make room for him, I place my hands on his chest and stare up at him hovering over me. He’s so warm to touch. Surely he can’t be ready to go again? I mean, not that I’m complaining if he is.
He presses his lips to mine, and my eyes flutter closed. I can’t get enough of his kisses. Tonight has changed everything. Up until the moment he followed me into my room, he’s made me nervous. But as soon as he was inside me, my nerves vanished. He became fully human to me, and for the first time in my life, I felt a connection like no other. Looking back, I fell in love with Callum too quickly. I thought I had everything because he told me he loved me, but it wasn’t love. It couldn’t have been, because even during the happiest times with him in the beginning, I never felt like this. So free to be wild and explore sex without any embarrassment or inhibitions.
Breaking the kiss, he murmurs, “You’re too beautiful to be crying. No more tears. Not anymore.”
“You said you were going to help me forget, not remind me.”
“I just want you to know that if I see another tear fall, I’ll make the cause of it regret it like you wouldn’t believe.”
I believe him. So much so, he springs forth a hope that in the future, everything could be the way it’s supposed to be.
Reaching down between us, I curl my hand around his hardening cock and slowly stroke it, causing him to shudder. I’m becoming addicted to how much he likes my touch. Flexing his hips against my hand, I giggle, knowing the night isn’t over yet.
“You’re driving me crazy,” he whispers, rearing back onto his shins.
Taking my hands, he pins them over my head. I always wished Callum would be more than a one pump, two pump, blow kind of guy. I was usually left to finish myself off while he rolled over and passed out.
Louis takes over, stroking his cock, staring down at me, daring me to look away.
“Your tits are fucking perfect,” he growls, leaning over to take my nipple into his mouth. He sucks hard and without a care. My back arches as the pleasure he needs me to feel hits me like a lightning bolt. He releases my hard bud with a pop and straddles my waist, hovering above me as he strokes himself.
I hate that I’m comparing this moment to all the ones I shared with Callum, but I can’t help but make the comparisons. Louis pleasuring himself before me is the hottest thing I’ve ever seen. I just hope there’s a lot more of this in my future.
“Look at me, Evie,” he orders, his eyes like dark pools of Hell, begging me to fall into and play. I’ve always seen myself as a good girl, but right now, I’d fall just to prolong this night for as long as I can. His thighs tense against me, and he slams his hand against the headboard as he shoots his load all over my tits.
“These belong to me now,” he growls, rubbing his cum around with the head of his cock.
And I have no problem with that. He can mark me all he likes.
Pressing one last kiss to my lips, he climbs off the bed and disappears into the bathroom. Leaning up on my elbows, I look around for an old T-shirt, or something to clean myself off with, when he struts back into the room with a washcloth, not caring one bit that he’s still naked, and cleans me up. When he’s done, he tosses the cloth into the laundry basket and climbs back into bed. For a moment, I thought he might get dressed and make excuses to leave, but he shuffles me around until my back is nestled against his chest.
“Thank you for coming around tonight.”
I close my eyes as he strokes my hair. “I’ll be here anytime you need me.”
Again, I believe him. He doesn’t strike me as a man who says one thing but means another. I could be wrong, but my gut is telling me I’m not.
“So how come a guy like you wasn’t busy on a Saturday night?”
He stops stroking my hair and sweeps it off my shoulder, pressing kisses to the exposed skin.
“You think I’d rather be anywhere else than here with you, like this? Naked and willing to let me do what I want?”
“Not quite anything,” I say quietly, but he hears it.
“For now.”
