He smirked, rubbing the pad of his thumb over my bottom lip. “Something wrong?”
I shook my head and turned around, distracting myself by preparing the pasta.
“Mmm…smells good,” he husked, his hot breath scorching the side of my neck as he inhaled.
I smiled. “I wanted to surprise you.”
Brett took a step back and leaned against the table. “I have a surprise for you, too.”
I looked up at him. “Really? What?”
He winked. “Patience my little vixen.”
I huffed.
He laughed and sat at the table, taking in the meal.
I joined him and as we ate in silence, we kept stealing little glances at each other. The savory spices of the tomato sauce that Kane had given me the recipe for, washed over my taste buds. God, he was a good cook.
“That, lover, was delicious.”
My cheeks heated. “Thank you.”
Brett took our empty plates to the sink and came back with two glasses of red wine. He grabbed my hand and pulled me to my feet before placing a hard kiss on my mouth. “You’re the first woman that’s ever cooked for me.”
“Don’t get used to it unless you want Kane helping me all of the time,” I teased.
He chuckled. “You could make me a peanut butter and jam sandwich and I would love it, Evvie.”
I raised an eyebrow as we sat on the couch.
He shrugged. “Too corny?”
“Never.”
He smiled and placed his glass on the table before taking mine from my hand. “Do you want your surprise?”
My eyes widened. “Yes. Please.”
“In my suit jacket, you’ll find your surprise.”
I took a breath, my heart thumping hard as I rose to my feet. I grabbed his jacket from the back of the chair and reached into the inner pocket, pulling out an envelope. I opened it and frowned.
Take off your dress and walk to the fireplace.
There you will find your next clue.
I looked at Brett.
He leaned back in the chair and smirked. “You better do what the note says.”
My heart thumped. Placing the note down, I kept my gaze locked with his and pulled off my dress, leaving me standing in my bra and panties.
His gaze roamed down my body, heating my skin. “Simply beautiful,” he said, crossing an ankle over his opposite knee.
I smiled and headed to the fireplace, noting a white envelope behind a picture frame. I picked it up, anticipation brewing deep in my belly.
Take off your bra.
Then turn around and bend over, slowly pulling down your panties.
I want to see how excited you are for your surprise.
--
Then come to me and get your next clue.
Holy hell. My core clenched almost as if he was actually telling me the instructions himself.
Reaching behind my back, I unclipped my bra, letting it fall to my feet and turned around. Taking a deep breath, I hooked my fingers in the waistline of my panties and bent over.
A growl erupted from the couch, giving me the courage that I needed to go on. I pulled down the panties and rose to my full height.
I sauntered to him and knelt at his feet.
His eyes blazed, taking in my naked form. “Want your next clue?”
My stomach flipped at the deep husk of his voice and nodded.
Brett pulled an envelope out of his shirt pocket and handed it to me.
I opened it and gasped. Two plane tickets to Mexico. “You’re taking me on a trip?”
He grinned and leaned forward. “I’ll be in New York for a couple of weeks but when I get home, we’ll be leaving for Mexico.”
“For how long?”
“Two weeks, lover.”
A squeal escaped my lips and I threw my arms around him.
He laughed. “I take it you like your surprise?”
“Yes. Oh, thank you,” I said, squeezing him.
Brett pulled me onto his lap. “Anything for you, lover. I meant what I said about making everything up to you.”
I straddled his hips and started unbuttoning his shirt. “Brett—”
“I mean it. I love you.” He placed a soft kiss on my lips. “After what we’ve been through already, we need some time alone. Just you and I. Think you can handle being alone with me for two weeks?”
My body heated. Two weeks. Alone. Together. Oh the things that we could do in that time.
“Lover.”
“Hmm?”
Brett smirked, his eyes darkening as he ran his hands down my bare back. “What kind of dirty thoughts are going through that beautiful head of yours?”
“The same thoughts that are going through yours.”
A wicked smile formed on his face. He cupped the back of my neck. “Lover, the things that you think I’m going to do to you are nothing compared to what I’m actually going to do.”
My mouth went dry as I stared at him. “Tell me.”
He brushed his lips along mine, sending a hot shiver down my spine. “You’ll have to wait and see.”
“Give me a hint,” I breathed.
He trailed kisses down my jaw to my ear. “I suggest you don’t pack a lot of clothes.”
***
I watched as Brett zipped up his suitcase, my heart heavy that we weren’t going to be together for a month. Could I go that long without seeing him? Would it do us good? Maybe it would be better for us. The time apart could make us closer, stronger since it felt like the universe or the people in it were against our relationship. I missed him already and he wasn’t even gone yet.
A heavy sigh escaped my lips when a warm mouth captured mine in a hard demanding kiss.
I moaned, breathing deep.
“Know that I love you,” Brett whispered.
I wrapped my hands around his neck and brought him down onto the bed with me. “I do. With all of my heart. I do.”
“Good,” he said, trailing kisses along my jaw.
I curled my fingers through the hair at his nape, reveling in the feel of his hard body against mine.
“God, I’m going to miss you, lover.”
Tears burned my eyes. “I miss you already.”
Brett lifted his head, his gaze warming. “Even when we’re apart, I’m with you.” He placed a soft kiss on my lips. “I still can’t believe you’re mine,” he said, softly.
My heart gave a start. “You made it pretty hard not to be.”
A smug smile formed on his handsome face as he rubbed his pelvis over my core. “I told you that you would be.”
My body bloomed when his erection pressed against my center.
“Every day, I’ll think of you and every night, I’ll dream of you,” he said against my neck.
He was only going to be gone for a month but it felt like forever.
Reaching under my dress, he pulled off my panties. A zipper lowering, sent a shiver down my spine.
I spread my legs and gasped when he sank into me.
He brushed his knuckles down my cheek, placing tender kisses on my face as he slowly moved his hips. “I could live deep inside you.”
I wrapped my legs around his waist, opening to him.
“I love you, Evvie Neal,” he said brushing his mouth along mine. “And I will spend the rest of my life showing you how much.”
***
A heavy hand gripped my inner thigh, squeezing me harder than usual.
Tears burned my eyes. I couldn’t look at him. Brett was leaving today for New York. It was for a month. But it could be longer. We didn’t know for how long but it was long enough. Too long if you asked me.
“Lover.”
I jumped at the deep voice in my ear. “I don’t want you to leave.”
Brett sighed as we pulled up to a stop in front of the airport. The driver of the town car that Mathis had sent of us, stepped out and removed Brett’s bags from the trunk.
“It’ll only be for a couple of weeks.”
With a shaky breath, I looked up at him. “Call me. Every night.”
He smiled and placed a hard kiss on my mouth. “I will. I promise you that.”
I was happy for him. Happy that he was gaining experience and being challenged to do better. Mathis had his shady moments but I was thankful to him for trusting Brett enough with one of his clubs.
“I can come with you,” I offered.
Brett cupped my cheeks. “I wouldn’t get any work done.”
My body heated and I shrugged. “And that would be a problem because…”
He laughed. “My little vixen. I might just get desperate enough to fly you up there myself.”
“Hmm…maybe I should make you desperate,” I said, wrapping my hands around his neck.
His eyes smoldered. “God, I love you.”
I grinned and crashed my lips to his, licking into his mouth.
He groaned and ran his hands up my back but all too soon, he pulled away.
Our chests rose and fell with ragged breath. It was going to be a long month.
Brett trailed kisses down my jaw. “I will make it so you dream of me every night.”
“I already do,” I whispered.
A wicked smile spread on his face before he leaned down and nipped my ear lobe.
My core clenched and I bit back a gasp.
“Lover, you will be an aching, panting mess by the time I get home,” he husked.
My body bloomed. “How?”
He winked. “You’ll see.” He kissed my nose and opened the door. “I have to go.”
My stomach twisted but I nodded. We stole as many kisses as we could in the short amount of time that we had.
I watched with a heavy heart as he disappeared into the airport. The time away from him would be torture but maybe being apart would be good for us.
After all of the shit we’ve been through, it was our turn to be happy and I would fight anyone that tried to change that.
I love her. More than life itself.
It’s a love so powerful, it consumes me. Invades my thoughts, controls my actions. It possesses me.
From the first touch, the first kiss, Evvie Neal has been mine. She didn’t know it then and now, three months later, here we are, in love. Deep and raw emotional love.
She tells me she feels the same. Shows me more instead. They are just words but every time she says them, those three little words rock me to the core. Brings me to my knees.
She is the only woman ever to get me to submit. To open up. To reveal myself. A part of me I’ve kept hidden since I was a child.
She is the one. Mine.
I—
My phone rang, startling me from my thoughts. I pressed the speaker and leaned back against the headboard of the bed. “Hello lover.”
“I need you,” Evvie husked. No hello. No how are you doing? Just a raw demand that left me hard and throbbing.
My body stirred. It was 3:00 AM. “Can’t sleep?”
“No,” she breathed. “I keep dreaming about you.”
Hmm…interesting. “What were we doing in your dreams, lover?” I asked, putting my notepad on the side table.
“You were touching me.”
My fingers tingled and I closed my eyes, imagining her smooth pale skin under the caress of my hands. “Where?”
“All over.”
I smiled. “Be more specific.”
“Brett.”
“Tell me.”
“I…” she hesitated. “I miss you.”
“I miss you, too.” It had been one week since I’ve seen her. One week, three hours and forty five minutes since I’ve touched my Evvie. My lover. Mine.
“I wish you were here with me,” she said, sadness coating her voice.
“I’ll be home soon and then you get me all to yourself for two weeks,” I reminded her. “Now, you clearly called for something.”
She sighed. “I wanted to hear your voice.”
I chuckled. “You want something more than that, lover.”
“Is your computer on?”
I frowned. “Yes.”
The phone clicked and the sound of a dial tone invaded my ears. I was about to call her back when my laptop dinged.
Pulling it closer to me, the screen blinked with the video chat app. I smiled and answered.
“Hi, lover boy.”
A grin spread across my face. Her sleepy gaze landed on me making my body heat. “Good morning, lover.”
She giggled and pushed the computer back. “I have a surprise for you.”
“Do you now?”
Evvie ripped off the black cotton sheets, revealing her smooth naked body.
My eyes widened, my cock lengthening to the point of painful at the beautiful sight. “Holy shit.”
She licked her lips and trailed a hand down the middle of her body, stopping before reaching her bare mound. “Like I said, I need you.”
“What are you doing?” I asked, biting back a groan.
“I’m imagining your hands on me. Making me feel good,” she purred. “Touch yourself for me. I want to watch.”
Leaning my head from side to side, the tendons in my neck cracked. This would be good. “Lover, you have no idea what you’re getting yourself into.”
“Brett, please.”
Hearing her beg almost made me come right then. I cleared my throat and pulled off my boxer’s. “Are you ready?”
She nodded, a grin spreading on her face.
I wrapped a hand around the base of my cock sending a shiver down my spine. “Stroke yourself. Fuck that tasty pussy with your fingers.”
She moaned and did as I said. She pushed her finger inside her and stroked her clit with her other hand.
My hand moved up and down my dick, squeezing hard as I watched her pleasure herself, imagining her fingers were my own.
Her eyes fluttered closed, a breathless gasp escaping her lips.
“Eyes on me, lover.”
Her gaze met mine. “Show me.”
I pushed the laptop further down the bed until her eyes widened.
“You’re so hard.”
“For you, lover.”
“Brett.” Her hips lifted off the bed after each stroke of her finger. “I need you so bad.”
She was close and I wanted to give her the release she needed. “Come for me.”
Her fingers sped up while I fisted my cock.
“Oh Brett.” Her body shook. A shiver ran down her body, her toes curling as she screamed my name.
A groan escaped my lips, my balls tightening as a tremor shot down my spine. I came hard, releasing onto my hand and stomach. It wasn’t enough but it would have to do.
She panted, removing her fingers from her center.
“Lick your fingers, lover. Taste your orgasm,” I husked.
Evvie smirked and stuck her fingers in her mouth, moaning as her tongue licked them clean.
God, that was enough to get me hard again.
She sighed. “Thank you.”
“Thanks for the impromptu quickie, lover.” I cleaned myself up and pulled on my boxers.
She giggled. “One week without you is way too long.”
“Way too fucking long,” I agreed.
“Brett?”
“Hmm?” I asked, my eyelids getting heavy.
Evvie curled into a ball and brought her laptop closer. “I love you.”
My heart swelled. “I love you.”
A cheesy grin spread on her face. “I love you more.”
My body heated. “I love you deep.”
Thank you to everyone who supported and stood by me. Also for being with me on the beginning of the intense journey of Brett and Evvie’s relationship.
I hope you’ve enjoyed their story as much as I’ve enjoyed writing it.
Will there be another novel? Yes. Can’t have a book without a sequel right? ;)
***
Turn the page for a snip it into Revealed by You (Torn #2), the continuation in Evvie and Br
ett’s story.
Releasing 2014
Chapter 1
Four weeks, three days and eight hours had passed since I’ve seen my boyfriend. My lover, my best friend.
The day he left for New York felt like a lifetime ago and I couldn’t wait to see him again. For him to come home. We weren’t living together yet but I spent every day at his apartment, needing to be close to him in same way.
Although video chats were a new thing for us, it wasn’t the same. I missed his touch, his hot breath against my skin, him telling me what he wanted and how he wanted it, the dark possessive air about him as he claimed me. Even though he was dark and brooding, demanding and controlling, I gave in willingly.
Working with Mathis Verlinden, a powerful billionaire that had his hand in everyone’s pocket whether it be legal or not, was good for him. He gave him free rein of his club, Club Rouge, and as long as money was made, everyone was happy.
My phone rang, interrupting my thoughts as I leaned against the black town car and waited. The airport was bustling with people, heading to or from places but there was no sign of Brett MacLean anywhere.
I frowned when I saw that my oldest brother was calling me. "Hello Evan."
He chuckled. "Always so happy to hear from me."
"I am. Just not when I know a lecture is coming on." He was worse than our father. Having three brothers and a father and being the baby of the family, being myself was not always easy growing up.
"Now why would you ever think that I would lecture you?"
I rolled my eyes. "Seriously?"
"Have you talked to dad?"
My back stiffened. "No. Why?"
"He's going through some changes. Really odd stuff. Like he's going through man-o-pause or some shit."
I frowned. "He's been through a lot, Ev. A change in life is bound to happen sooner than later."
"Just call him or even better, go see him. I know he would love to spend some time with you."
"You still staying at his place?" I asked, my stomach clenched at the guilt I felt for not seeing our father in a while.
"No but I visit often."
"Thanks for making me feel way better, jackass."
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