He liked it.
“And why is that?” she asked when he didn’t respond. And how could he respond, what with the way she was stroking his cock. Her touch burned through the cotton of his boxer briefs and he swallowed hard, his lids fluttering when she cupped his balls and gave them a squeeze.
“Because this good time might end before it really began. And we don’t want that, do we?”
She immediately withdrew her hand, looking contrite. “No, we most definitely don’t.”
Evan laughed and shook his head. Grabbing her hand, he tugged her off the kitchen island and she landed on her feet. “Come on.” His voice lowered. No way could she mistake his intent. “Let’s take this somewhere more comfortable.”
Morgan entwined her fingers with his. “I’ll give you an up close and personal tour of my bedroom.”
“Sounds perfect."
Chapter Five
Morgan led him down the narrow hall toward her bedroom, their hands clasped, palms pressed tight against each other. Her entire body tingled in anticipation and she stole a look at Evan from over her shoulder, smiling a little when she saw the raw intensity in his hooded gaze as he watched her. His lean, hard body vibrated with a potent sexual energy, and she suddenly felt dizzy.
And full of doubt. What was she getting herself into? She’d never moved this fast before. No, more like she was the type who had to take it slow, who had a certain pattern leading up to the whole sex thing. First three dates all ending with nothing beyond a good night kiss. Fourth date and if she was still interested, maybe she’d allow a bit of petting—over clothes, of course. If things were cruising along smoothly, by the sixth date she was ready to do the deed albeit nothing too wild and crazy.
It always, always went that way. Since she’d graduated from college she rarely deviated from the plan. Jenna told her more than once it was pathetic and had loved teasing her when Morgan went through that Internet dating phase. Mia sympathized—she was just as anal. And she’d probably had a similar plan until she met Jake and he turned her world upside down.
Morgan frowned. Just like Evan was turning her world upside down. Her life hadn’t been normal since Don smacked her in the head with the restaurant door…
He stopped her just as they entered the bedroom and somehow she found herself pressed against the wall just beside the door, their hands still locked together. He stood directly in front of her, so close she could feel the warmth of his body radiating, wrapping all around her.
She reached out and rested her hand on the center of his very wide and very hard chest. His heart beat true and strong beneath her palm, perhaps a bit quicker than usual, which she liked. That she had this much power to affect him so…
It was a heady feeling.
Her fingers curled and she scraped her nails lightly down his chest, tangling briefly in the scant hair that grew in the center, learning every dip and nuance of his firmly packed abdomen. He had a body worthy of a prime athlete, rippling muscles and tight sinew. The faintest tremor ran through him beneath her touch and she smiled, letting her hand rest on the waistband of his jeans. Lifting her pinky finger, she drew it along the line of dark hair that led from his navel and disappeared beneath his jeans.
She could touch him all night. The thrill of unsnapping his jeans, the zipper loud in the quiet of the room when she tugged it down, she heard the hitch in his breath when she spread the gaping denim wide, revealing gray cotton.
And a rather impressive erection strained against the front of it.
Tracing the length of him, her heart beat rapidly at what she was about to experience. He was big. And heavy. His hips lifted in a subtle gesture yet he didn’t say a word and she delved her hand inside his briefs, encountering hot, hard yet soft skin. A rough sound of pleasure escaped him, a hissed inhalation of breath but otherwise he still said nothing.
God. It was actually hotter that no words were spoken. She could silently marvel at the gift before her. With her free hand, she tugged on his jeans, making them fall to about mid-thigh. His underwear followed and soon he was toeing off his shoes, kicking out of his clothes, shedding his socks until he stood before her completely naked.
And she was still completely clothed.
“Got me where you want me?”
Morgan glanced up to find Evan watching her, one eyebrow raised, barely restrained heat filling his eyes. He didn’t look embarrassed in the least to be on such blatant display. “Not exactly.”
His eyebrow rose even further, and she curled her hands into fists. Reaching out, she pushed at him and he stumbled back from her, a surprised expression on his face.
“Get on the bed,” she commanded, secretly surprised at her bossy ways. There was something about how he looked at her, did exactly what she wanted without being a wuss that captivated her. Made her feel in control, in charge of her sexuality rather than always relying on the man to make the move.
With a chuckle he turned and went to the bed, giving her a mouthwatering view of his most impressive
backside. It was tight and firm, his thighs large and muscular. Oh, and his back. Broad shoulders that narrowed into lean hips and the two shallowest dimples just above his ass…
Evan turned and collapsed on the bed, the epitome of the casual, going-nowhere reclining man albeit naked as the day he was born. He clasped his hands behind his head, a smirk on his face as he lounged against the pile of pillows at the head of her bed. His cock was thick and standing at full attention, arcing toward his body nearly to his belly button and she realized she stood there staring at him like a dumbass.
“What are you waiting for?” His voice was soft but held an edge of steely command. “Get undressed, Morgan.”
The tables had turned, just like that. Hurriedly she shed her T-shirt and yoga pants, then slithered out of her panties and unhooked her bra. He crocked a finger as soon as she was stripped, all come-hither sexiness. She went to him, gasping in surprise when he tugged her down with one jerk of his fingers about her wrist. Collapsing on top of him, he moved quick, spinning her around so she lay sprawled on the bed, her legs spread, his body nestled intimately between them.