by J. M. Walker
I winked. “For now.” I would make damn sure that she needed more of me and that one night wasn’t enough. I curled my hand in hers, linking our fingers.
“Take me on a date first.”
I stiffened at her words.
When she pulled from my grasp and moved to leave the booth, I mentally smacked myself.
Wrapping an arm around her middle, I pulled her back against me. “You want to go on a date with me, Evvie?” It wasn’t something I was used to. Most of the women I had been with only wanted sex.
“Do you want to sleep with me?”
“No.”
She struggled against me. “You said—”
“I want to fuck you, Evvie.” My grip tightened around her. “All night. There will be no sleep.”
“Then go on a date with me.”
“People will see us,” I teased.
She turned toward me, licking her lips. “Does that bother you?”
“Does it bother you ?” I brushed my thumb over her mouth.
Evvie grabbed my hand, nibbling the pad of my thumb as it passed over her lips. “Friday night. Pick me up at eight.”
“Evvie,” I purred, sliding my hand to the side of her neck.
She cupped my cheek and brushed her thumb over my mouth.
Something inside of me snapped. In a quick move, I covered her mouth in a hard, bruising kiss. My tongue dove between her lips, fighting for control.
She moaned, opening completely to me.
I kissed the corner of her mouth and placed my hand on her knee. Inching it beneath her skirt, I massaged and kneaded her thigh. “You’re beautiful.” I placed a chaste peck on her lips before releasing her.
“I should go,” she said, blushing.
I brought her hand up to my lips, placing a soft kiss on her knuckles. “I’ll text you.”
“You don’t have my number.”
“It’s in your work file,” I answered quickly. She didn’t need to know that I found it first by checking Kane’s phone.
“Checking up on me?” She smiled.
I leaned down to her ear. “I like knowing who calls me an asshole.”
She laughed.
I kissed her knuckles again. “Until Friday night, Evvie.”
I COULDN’T GET Evvie out of my head. The fact I had her coming undone around my fingers and hearing her cry out my name, was something I had dreamt about ever since. Every time the memory of her breathless moan invaded my mind, my dick hardened, my balls tightened, and the only way to release the pressure was to jerk off. I had never touched myself so damn much in my whole entire life. The woman was going to destroy my dick and she didn’t even know it.
The next day I was going on a date with Evvie. I almost laughed at the mere thought of it. I didn’t do dates. Never been on one because with one word, I could get women in my bed. Who needed the date as well? It was just a waste of money. But I found with Evvie, I wanted to spoil her. I wanted to treat her like she was all that mattered because, in my world, she was. I didn’t know why. I didn’t know how. But what I did know was that I was damn determined to make her feel the same way.
My stomach tightened at the mere idea of this not working out.
A heavy knock sounded on the door to my office.
“Yeah,” I barked out.
“Hey, boss.” Kane stepped into the room. “Just getting ready to leave.”
“Have a good night,” I told him, my gaze glancing at the image of Evvie on my computer. It was probably a stalker move on my part, but she was beautiful and I couldn’t resist. The picture I had taken of her while she stood behind my bar making drinks, with a bright smile on her face, made me feel somewhat normal. Maybe even a little happy. There was something about this woman that I couldn’t quite put my finger on. But I was determined to find out what it was about her that affected me.
“Listen.” He came toward me and sat in the chair across from my desk. “I heard you’re going on a date with Evvie.”
“News travels fast,” I said, tenting my fingers beneath my chin.
“Why?”
“Why what?” I knew he would question me. I just wasn’t expecting it so soon.
“I told you that Evvie is a good girl but somehow, I think that only attracts you to her more.” Kane crossed his arms under his broad chest. “I’m right aren’t I?”
The guy knew me well. I was drawn to the innocence in Evvie because it was different than what I was used to. She wasn’t like the other women I had been with.
“I’ve never seen you go after a woman before either,” Kane continued. “What do you want with her?”
“I’m surprised it’s you coming to me and not one of her brothers.” I respected the fact that she had people protecting her, but it also grated on my nerves. I wasn’t a patient man and if she was holding back because of the men in her life, I would have to up my game.
“I’m bigger,” Kane said, a hint of amusement flashing in his gaze. “And besides, I know you won’t hit me.”
I raised an eyebrow. “I’d never hit her brothers either.”
“Not yet.” Kane pointed in my direction. “But I know how you are. This though, whatever you’re doing with Evvie, it’s not like you.”
“It makes you nervous.”
“Yes.” He nodded. “I love her like a little sister. I don’t want to see her get hurt.”
I had no intention of hurting her but if she liked a little pain with her pleasure, who was I to argue? My cock twitched at the mere thought of spanking her ass.
Shifting in my seat, I leaned forward. “We’re going on a date tomorrow night. If you want, I can call you and give you a play by play on what happens but somehow, I don’t think she’d be down for that.”
“You’re an asshole.” Kane rubbed his bald head. “Just don’t hurt her. At least try. For me.”
Rising from my desk, I shut down my computer and grabbed my jacket off the back of the chair. “You have nothing to worry about.”
“Are you sure about that?” a smooth feminine voice asked.
Fuck me . My back stiffened, my gaze landing on Claire Morgan. I bit back a string of curse words that would make my father roll over in his grave and shoved my phone in my pocket. “What the hell are you doing here, Claire?”
Kane took that as his cue and left the room, but not before giving me a concerned look.
Claire shut the door behind him and turned to me. “I came to say hi. You left abruptly the other morning.”
A hot shiver trembled down my spine. No matter how many showers I had, I couldn’t get her off my skin. “I had work to do.”
Claire pursed her fake lips, smoothed down her red hair, and sat on the couch. She patted the empty spot beside her. “Come. Let’s talk.”
There was no way I would sit beside her. She would throw herself at me and I would have to get mean and shove her off. She was a sick bitch and enjoyed when I took my roughness to a whole other level.
“Please,” she added.
“Tell me what you want.”
“To talk, Brett.” She smiled. “That’s it.”
Moving to the other couch across from her, I sat. “Talk.”
She laughed, shaking her head. “Do I make you nervous?”
“Nope.” She made me sick to my stomach. After Evvie demanded for me to take her on a date, I had ignored Claire’s advances. But guilt still soared through me at having fucked her even before that. It never should have happened. Not even when it started months ago.
“I heard you’re seeing someone.”
My jaw clenched but, other than that, I refused to let her see any emotion, or to know that she got to me. She always got to me because she let me do whatever I wanted to her. She demanded it. She craved it. My gaze fell to the fading purple marks around her neck, my stomach churning at the memory of choking her. Even though she begged for it, it still left me feeling like a sick bastard.
“Can she give you what I can, Brett?” Claire asked, licking her lips. Her eyes fel
l to my crotch.
I shifted in my seat, an ice-cold ripple of anxiety racing down my spine. Even though I couldn’t stand this woman sitting across from me, I let her use me. I still fucked her. I still unleashed all of me onto her. She craved my wrath. I didn’t trust her, but I always thought with my dick and acted first. Until Evvie.
“You need to leave,” I bit out through clenched teeth.
“Oh?” Claire crossed one leg over the other. “And why’s that, baby? Do I make you uncomfortable? Does it bother you knowing that only a couple days ago, you were deep inside me? Maybe I should tell Evvie. See how she would like knowing the true darkness you crave. Oh yes.” Her eyes widened. “And I hear she has brothers. Three to be exact.”
“You stay the fuck away from her and her family,” I snapped, shoving to my feet.
“Ah yes, there’s the Brett I know. Such a hothead.” She shook her head. “Evvie won’t want you when she realizes how much of a sick freak you are.”
“I am not a freak.” I was a sadistic bastard but everything I did to a woman was completely consensual.
“Are you sure about that?” Claire grinned. “I still have the marks—”
“Listen to me good, little girl,” I growled. “You need to leave and get the fuck out of my life. This?” I motioned between us. “Is done. Finished. Over.”
“We’ll see about that, Brett.” Claire stood and closed the distance between us. “I know you’ll never forget me, baby.” Her hand grazed down the length of my torso before cupping my dick. “Never.” She reiterated that fact by giving me a hard squeeze.
I grunted at the slight tremor of pain and pushed her away. “Fuck you.”
She laughed. “Until next time.”
PACING BACK AND forth, I rubbed my nape before I shook out my arms and continued walking. Back. Forth. Back again. Fuck . My nerves were on edge.
Tonight was the night I would be going on my first date. With Evvie. With the fucking woman who wouldn’t stop invading my damn dreams. Every time I thought of her, I got a raging hard on and rubbing one out did shit all.
Before I thought twice about it, I pulled my phone from my pocket and texted Evvie. I demanded that she not wear any panties and needed to see her in red. It had been a favorite color of mine for as long as I could remember. Although I would rather see her skin redden beneath my palms, I would take her in a red dress for the moment.
When Evvie’s reply came back, a grin spread on my face.
Evvie: And if I don’t?
She tested me. Pushed and prodded without even knowing it.
I sent a quick reply telling her not to test me when really, it was what I wanted. What I needed even.
Me: Meet me downstairs.
Evvie: Why?
I put my car into park and slid from the vehicle before sending her a text back.
Me: We’ll never leave your apartment if I come up there.
I imagined her breath catching over my honesty. Evvie would learn rather quickly that I said what was on my mind and I didn’t care who it affected. I wanted her. I would get her. And she would thank me for it after.
As soon as I entered the elevator, my body hummed over the fact I would see my new addiction in only a matter of minutes.
Once I reached Evvie’s floor, the doors opened, and she walked right into me.
A breathless gasp escaped her, her eyes meeting mine. I smirked, pulling her into the elevator and pushed her up against the wall. My hands roamed down the sides of her body before cupping her ass. The red dress clung to her curves, leaving little to the imagination. The color contrasted with her milky white skin and if we didn’t have dinner reservations, I would have fucked her right against the wall.
Brushing my nose along the side of her neck, I inhaled. The scent of vanilla wafted into my nose, sending a hot flutter racing through me. “You smell so fucking good.”
Evvie grabbed onto my suit jacket, pulling me against her. “Y-you smell good too.”
Running my hands beneath her dress, I dug my fingers into the flesh of her bare ass. “It makes me hard knowing that you listened to me,” I breathed against her neck.
She brushed her fingers down my chest, tilting her head.
My mouth grazed her ear, my hips pushing into hers. Every nerve ending in my body came alive.
Lifting my head, I stared at her.
Evvie was breathtaking. Her blonde curls grazed her shoulders. Light freckles adorned her pale form from where the sun had kissed her skin. The swell of her breasts rose and fell with each ragged breath. She licked the full pout of her mouth. Waiting. Hinting. Needing me to take it further.
I smirked, running my thumb over her bottom lip. I placed a soft peck on her forehead just as the elevator doors opened, revealing an elderly couple.
The older woman looked at Evvie over her shoulder and winked before turning back around.
A flush of red slid up Evvie’s neck.
I chuckled, sliding my hand down her arm and linking our fingers.
When the doors opened to the parking garage, I led her to my black sedan but not before I noticed the deep frown. “What’s wrong?”
She glanced up at me. “I was expecting you to have a red sports car.”
I winked as I opened the passenger door. “I do have a sports car but it’s not red.”
“Oh.”
“Why?” I asked, holding back laughter.
“You seem to like the color red.”
My gaze roamed down her body. “I do like the color red.” But not for vehicles. I pinched her chin, brushing my mouth along hers before placing a soft peck against her lips.
She shivered.
I smirked, releasing her and opening the passenger door.
Evvie slid into the vehicle, chewing her bottom lip, and ringing her hands in her lap.
Beautiful girl was nervous, and didn’t that just send a shot of electricity straight to the tip of my dick.
Making my way to the driver’s side, I took a deep breath before I completely lost control.
Sitting beside Evvie, I cupped her inner thigh, giving it a light squeeze. “Nervous?”
She scoffed. “No.”
I leaned down to her ear, letting my lips linger against the soft skin. “You should be.”
Her eyes widened.
“Relax, Evvie.” I kept a firm grip on her thigh. “I don’t bite.” I winked. Although, I wouldn’t mind grazing my teeth along her skin just to see her squirm.
She cleared her throat. “I’m trying to relax.”
“Do I make you nervous?” I asked, rubbing my thumb back and forth over her thigh.
“Yes.”
I chuckled.
“You weren’t expecting me to answer honestly, were you?” She smiled.
“No,” I said, starting up my car. “Why do I make you nervous?”
“Your confidence is intimidating.”
A smug grin spread on my face. I came from nothing and worked my way up. And with Evvie, I would do everything in my power, take all of my experience, and own every single inch of her.
“Did your roommate ask who you were going out with tonight?” Although I already knew, I wanted Evvie to tell me herself.
“No. He wasn’t home.”
“That’s because he’s working,” I said, giving her a wink.
Her brows narrowed. “You’ve known all along that I live with Kane, didn’t you?”
“Maybe.” I shrugged.
“Jealous?”
A hot tremor raced down my spine at her question. My hand slid beneath her dress before cupping her mound. She thought I was jealous? Maybe I was. I found that I wanted to know every single thing there was to know about Evvie Neal.
But first, she was going to come around my fingers again. Brushing a finger over the lips of her pussy, I pushed and prodded until she writhed beside me.
“Would it make you jealous?” I asked, inserting a finger inside her. “Beg.”
She was beautiful in the way
she bit her bottom lip and spread her legs for me.
I put the vehicle into park and leaned toward her. “Say. It.” I pressed the pad of my thumb against her swollen clit, forcing a soft cry to leave her mouth.
Her hips moved back and forth against my hand.
My cock twitched. “I can feel your pussy clenching around my fingers, begging for a release.” I pushed my fingers deeper inside her.
She inhaled a gasp. “I’m begging now. Please.”
A growl escaped my lips as I crushed my mouth to hers. Plunging my tongue between her lips, I finger fucked her pussy.
Evvie moaned, moving her hips back and forth against my hand. Much to my surprise, she cupped the back of my neck and pulled me closer.
My hand sped up, my fingers sliding in and out of her at a frantic pace. I was ready to give in and pull her onto my lap. Her tongue moving against mine set something off inside me. Something deep. Something dark. I wanted this woman. And not just to fuck her. Releasing her mouth, I glanced in the back seat. There would be enough room…
“Please.”
I glanced back at Evvie and cupped the back of her neck. Tilting her head, I held it in place and licked my way back into her mouth. Our tongues crashed. Each second that went by, the kiss became hotter and more desperate.
Rubbing my thumb over her clit, I swallowed her cries as an orgasm trembled through her body.
Releasing her completely, I sat back in my seat and sucked the juices from her body off my fingers. I swallowed the acidic taste, my dick hardening at the mere idea of fucking my tongue deep into her body.
“Brett?”
I turned to her, grabbed her hand, and placed it on my erection.
Her eyes widened.
Yeah, baby, that’s all for you.
“The next time you come, it’ll be around my cock, lover.”
She took a breath, giving my dick a light squeeze.
“And when I come.” I grazed a thumb over her bottom lip. “It’ll be between those plump lips of yours or in that sweet pussy.”
“Brett,” she whined, my dick twitching beneath her hand.
