Grasping her nipped waist, he guided her slowly, pumping his flesh in and out of her. He’d need a
solid week to make up for lost time, and he wanted to spend every moment of it buried inside of her.
His spine tingled as she came. Her soft whimpered cries, tiny treasures to his ears. “Say it,” he
whispered, dragging his mouth over her damp shoulders. “Say you love me.”
“I love you.”
His muscles tightened and he filled her with his release. Briefly, he resented the tiny man-made
device hidden deep inside her that prevented pregnancy, but his emotions were hot, her words
compensating for the little things he could not yet have from her.
She loved him. She loved him and she’d admitted it. It made everything, in a way, seem worth it,
just to have those three magic words.
***
They decided to go to dinner. It had been a long time since he’d taken Evelyn out and their last trip
to a restaurant had been tainted with fear and guilt of what was to come. Lucian wanted a fresh start
and planned to make one tonight.
“I don’t have anything to wear.”
“Your clothes are here.” When she frowned, he explained. “There are still some in the closet, but
Dugan retrieved your belongings from the apartment on Cypress. Everything’s at the hotel, I just need
to call down and have it brought up.”
Her mouth twitched. “You had my stuff brought back?”
He wasn’t going to apologize. “Yes. Is that a problem?”
She lunged at him, catching him completely off guard and tackling him to the bed. Her mouth
opened over his and she kissed him with unleashed passion. “Thank you. I hated that place and I never
wanted to go back.”
He rolled her to her back and parted her robe. “I hated that place too.”
His hand cupped her breast and squeezed. Her knees came up and gripped his hips. He arched a
brow. “Again?”
She nodded. “Take me, like you used to.”
Something dark unfurled inside of him. His fingers gripped her wrists and lifted them over her
head, pressing them into the mattress with one hand. The position caused her tight nipples to lift. He
pinched one pink tip and pulled, twisting slightly. She moaned.
Releasing her breast, his hand went to his cock. He pumped his flesh, eyeing her intently. “Tell me
what you want.”
“I want you inside me.”
“Beg me.”
She writhed, her hands remaining above her head like a good girl. “Please fuck me, Lucian. I miss
your cock. I want it.”
He growled and kissed her, his hands yanking the robe wide. His mouth went to her breasts and he
pulled one tight nipple into his mouth, sucking hard enough to bruise the delicate flesh.
He forced her legs apart and slid a finger deep into her wet slit. Her arousal coated his fingers as he fucked her with his hand. His mouth moved to the other breast and left it dark and wet from his saliva.
Withdrawing his fingers, he flipped her to her stomach. “Up on your knees. Good girl.”
Her pert ass rose and he glided his palm over the soft flesh. He gripped her cheeks and spread her.
Once his eyes spotted that tiny rosette, he couldn’t resist. He leaned forward and kissed the tiny
pucker. Evelyn purred and rocked into him.
“Stay still,” he said, standing and swatting her ass. He went to the bathroom and found the oil.
When he returned, she was exactly as he left her, his handprint leaving a delicate pink star on her
cheek.
He climbed onto the bed and uncapped the oil. “Do you want me to fuck that tight ass of yours,
Evelyn?”
She moaned her agreement. There was nothing more satisfying than knowing her desires matched
his, equally dark and insatiable. He rubbed oil over his fingers and cupped her cheek, pulling it aside.
Her little rosette clenched in anticipation and her folds glistened with arousal. He thumbed the little knot until she relaxed.
Once she was at ease he lined up his finger and sunk it deep into her back entrance.
Her spine stiffened and her shoulders shook as she tried to remain still. “That’s it, baby. You love
my finger in your ass almost as much as my cock, don’t you?”
“Yes,” she moaned, her damp hair fanning down her back and shoulders.
He withdrew and drove the oiled digit back in. She rocked slightly, but he saw the effort she was
making to control her movements and remain still. He slapped the inside of her thighs and she spread
her knees wider. The fingers of his other hand cupped her pussy and her body trembled.
He pushed two fingers into her sex and she lurched forward, catching herself on her elbows. “Where
are you?” Her fingers formed the signal that told him she was okay and didn’t want him to stop.
Twisting his finger in her ass, screwing her with each pump of his wrist while the fingers of his
other hand pressed deep, searching for that soft spot deep inside her. He found her G-spot and applied