I'm All Yours

by Vanessa Devereaux

  Listen to me. I’m getting to be such a romantic. He glanced at the clock, almost seven. Kyle searched around for the remote, found it under a box of tissues, and flipped on the TV. He pressed channel eight where the news was coming to an end. He rested back on the pillow thinking how nice the rain sounded as it beat against the window panes. Even better if Evie was in bed with me.

  “Next up, our entertainment reporter, Evie Winters.”

  Kyle settled down under the quilt, anticipating her segment. Even if she had to leave him all by his lonesome this morning, seeing her on screen was better than nothing.

  Today she was reporting from outside. Boy did she look sexier than ever. Short skirt, raincoat and long, shiny black boots. She held an umbrella in one hand and the microphone in the other.

  So much to tell you about this morning. News from the music industry and what to look for during the upcoming summer movie season…

  Kyle tuned out because all he could think about was last night. His hand went under the covers, and he stroked his cock, remembering how he and Evie had made love on top of this very bed.

  He looked at the screen again. He felt different from how he had a few days ago. His heart beat double time when he looked at her, and he just felt funny in his stomach.

  I’m in love.

  ****

  Evie loved her job, but this morning there was something she was looking forward to besides being Channel Eight’s entertainment reporter. Phoning Kyle and asking him out on a date.

  “Hello, Evie.” He’d answered on the first ring.

  “You catch my segment this morning?”

  “I did, and you looked very sexy, slightly drenched, but alluring nevertheless.”

  “I was wondering if you want to go out on a date tonight?”

  “Well, I was going through my little black book. No, wait a minute. I tossed that out as soon as I got home this morning.”

  They both burst out laughing. “Did you hear that? Me throwing away that little black book because none of the women in it have anything in common with me?”

  “You might change your mind when you hear where I want to go on this date.”

  “As long as it’s not a trip to the mall.”

  “Nope, something I haven’t done in years. I drove by the bowling alley on my way back to the studio, and I thought it’s about time I bowled again.”

  “You’re kidding, right?”

  “What, you hate it?”

  “I love it. But I warn you I’m good, so don’t think you’re going to beat me, okay?”

  “We’ll see about that.”

  ****

  “You do know that you have to aim the ball down that big thing in the middle of the lane, and not the gutter, right?”

  Evie had been ready to throw when Kyle called out to her.

  She turned and saw him grinning. “I know you’re trying to put me off because I’m gaining on your almost perfect score.”

  “Yeah, right, you’re not even close, honey.”

  Evie swung around, determined to get a strike this time.

  She leaned over and took aim.

  “That is one cute ass.”

  She smiled and rolled. What she thought was a perfect aim ended up being another gutter ball.

  She walked back to Kyle who was grinning from ear to ear.

  “You are downright wicked,” she said.

  He grabbed her hand and pulled her onto his lap and kissed her. “Something else we have in common, fierce competitiveness.”

  Evie put her arms around his neck, and they rubbed noses as she saw a flashbulb light up the area beside them. She turned to see a bunch of photographers standing there taking shot after shot of them.

  Kyle jumped up almost sending Evie to the ground.

  “Hey guys, come on now, a little privacy here.”

  “How long have the two of you been an item? Was your sprat all set up for publicity?”

  “Look you’ve got some photos, so now go away,” said Kyle.

  They ignored him and continued to snap away.

  “Come on, let’s head out,” Kyle whispered to Evie. They grabbed their jackets before he snatched her hand and pushed by the photographers who were now in hot pursuit.

  “Shit,” said Kyle. “We have to walk all the way to the parking lot for my car. I don’t know if we can dodge that many.”

  They stepped outside where a limo was parked in front. The driver wound down the window.

  “Ms. Sutton sent me, get in.” he shouted to them.

  Kyle opened the door and let Evie get in first, and then jumped in beside her.

  “You okay?” asked the driver as he hit the gas with the photographers’ flashlights illuminating the back of the limo.

  “We are now. How did Ms. Sutton know to send you here?” asked Kyle.

  “Oh, she has her ways and means. Now you two just sit back and enjoy the ride. I assume you want to go to Ms. Winter’s house.”

  “No, tonight she’s going to see my place,” said Kyle.

  Kyle put his arm around Evie. She liked the idea she’d see where Kyle lived. The rain beat down on the top of the limo, and the driver dimmed the lights and then put up the privacy screen.

  “I think he wants us to get romantic,” whispered Evie.

  “Oh, I think we can do that for him.”

  Kyle put his hand under her chin and pulled her mouth up to his. He hadn’t shaved today, and the bristles on his face rubbed her skin but in a good way.

  “We’re going to be on the front page of lots of publications tomorrow,” said Evie.

  “Good. I want everyone to know I’m all yours now.”

  He lifted up her sweater and rested his hand on her left breast, teasing her nipple through the lace on her bra.

  “You’ve always driven me crazy, but now it’s in a whole new way,” he said.

  He took her sweater off her shoulders and threw it on the floor of the limo.

  “I think we should work fast because my house isn’t that far,” said Kyle, taking off Evie’s bra, tossing it on top of her sweater before sliding down on the floor.

  First the elevator and now the limo.

  Geez, she hoped it didn’t have a camera. Kyle pulled down the zipper on her jeans and tugged at them, catching her panties in the process. She lifted her butt off the seat to free them from her body.

  Kyle massaged his hands up her legs and onto her thighs where he pulled them apart. The next thing Evie knew was he was kissing the entrance of her pussy.

  Evie leaned her head back, feeling the heat of Kyle’s tongue bite into her pussy as he flicked and licked. His fingers dug into her thighs as she lifted her butt slightly, giving him more access and the non-verbal okay to go deeper.

  She tried to grab the seat, but the leather was cold and slippery; and her nails merely scraped along it as Kyle took her to the edge of that abyss once again.

  He licked, sucked, flicked in sequence until she couldn’t take any more, and as she lifted her butt up, her orgasm ripped through her thighs and into her pussy.

  She fell back down on the seat, exhausted, and content, but Kyle had more in store. He opened up the fly on his pants and took out a condom from his wallet, sheathing himself in seconds.

  Without saying anything to Evie he spun her round on the seat so her back was flat and got between her legs. She drew in her breath when he entered her in one fluid push.

  “You ever done it in a limo before?” he asked her.

  “Nope, how about you?”

  “I’m a virgin, too, so let’s enjoy it because we must be nearly home.”

  He didn’t say another word as he thrust in and out, Evie parting her legs further with her foot catching on the back window as the toes of her other foot rested on the handle of one of the doors.

  “We’re at your home, Mr. Daley.” The driver’s voice pierced the silence.

  Evie and Kyle looked at one another.

  “Could you go around the block one more
time because…”

  “I understand, and how about I make it twice around the block?”

  “Sounds perfect,” Kyle called back to him. “I’ll give that guy a huge tip,” whispered Kyle. “Okay, where were we?”

  “You were about to give me an orgasm like no other.”

  “Yeah, that’s right, Ms. Winters.”

  He pushed harder up inside her, perspiration running down his cheeks like the rain on the limo window.

  Evie dug her nails into the leather upholstery hoping she wasn’t making holes in it. She looked up seeing a cluster of stars on the roof of the limo and the words Perfect Pairing: where both hearts and souls meet.

  She cried out, hoping the driver hadn’t heard her, but yes, she was a screamer. And Kyle brought about the most intense climaxes she’d ever known.

  He called her name as she felt him twitch and then fill her as he enjoyed his own release.

  Kyle rested on top of her, and she pushed a stray hair out of his eye.

  “I hope this guy’s discreet,” he said.

  “I think a nice tip will ensure that he is.”

  Chapter Ten

  Sadie knew she shouldn’t have been peeking in on her latest couple, but she really was just one big romantic at heart. She’d seen them being hounded by the photographers at the bowling alley and speedily dispatched Mikey, her head limo driver, along to the venue to whisk Evie and Kyle away from the flashlights and peering eyes. She had of course turned off the visuals but not the audio sounds during their ride back to Kyle’s place. At least he didn’t need any of her help in bringing about screams of delight from Evie.

  And now the lovebirds were tucked up in his bed, reading to one another again. Sadie sensed the relationship was racing toward a proposal, but she knew that Kyle had to first tell Evie about the real reason he balked on their live interview. She knew it was going to be hard for him, but Sadie wouldn’t step in and offer any help on this one. This part was all down to Kyle.

  ****

  “You have a birthday coming up don’t you?” asked Evie. She made tiny circles on Kyle’s chest as he read from Sense and Sensibility to her.

  “Yep, ten days time. Can you believe I’m turning the big three-five?”

  “Are you going to do anything special?”

  “I don’t know. I’ll be filming in Montana. Hey, can you get some time off to come join me?”

  “It would have to be on weekend.”

  “That’s fine, perfect in fact.”

  More than perfect. I think that’s when I’m going to propose to you. Yeah, he couldn’t think of a better time. They’d be away from Los Angeles and glaring eyes. Nice rustic setting in the mountains. He’d get down on one knee with the ring. Or maybe he should hide it in a glass of champagne or something.

  “Are you going to finish that chapter or what?” asked Evie.

  “Sorry I was miles away.”

  He continued reading, but in the back of his mind he knew before he proposed it was only fair to tell Evie the truth about his family. Where he’d come from. He should tell now, but he just didn’t know where to begin.

  Kyle glanced over at her. Her eyelids were fluttering, and she was about to fall asleep. She closed them completely, and he heard her breathing heavily. He gently shut the book and reached over to turn off the light without disturbing her.

  He snuggled down beside her, feeling a nagging sensation in the pit of his stomach. What if she couldn’t deal with the fact that her future mother-in-law was an inmate in the women’s prison?

  No surely, life wouldn’t be so awful to him that it would make something that he couldn’t help ruin his chances of a life and future together with a woman that made his heart smile.

  ****

  Evie kissed Kyle’s belly and then slid lower so she could take his cock into her mouth. This would be the last time they’d make love for two whole weeks. She wouldn’t see him again until his birthday weekend. She’d planned the trip to Montana, and what he didn’t know was she was going to track down his mom and pay for her to tag along, too. Wouldn’t Kyle get the surprise of his life when the two of them showed up at the condo?

  Kyle stroked her head as she licked the end of his shaft.

  “Have I told you that I love you?” he asked.

  Evie momentarily let his dick fall from her mouth and looked up at him.

  “Three times, and that’s just today.”

  They both laughed, and then Evie ran her tongue up his shaft and held his balls in her hand.

  “I don’t know if I’ll be able to stand being without you now,” said Evie.

  “Oh baby, don’t make this harder than it has to be.”

  He pulled her up to her feet, and they kissed. Evie wrapped her arms around his neck while he rested his on her butt. His cock pressed into her belly, and she slid her body slowly backwards and forward over it.

  “Hey, that’s turning me on like you wouldn’t believe, Ms. Winters.”

  “That’s the idea.”

  “You can be a bad girl when you want to be.”

  “You going to spank me?”

  “Don’t you give me any ideas.”

  Evie leaned over the bed and seductively as she could, raised her butt in the air to him.

  “That is the cutest little ass I’ve ever set my eyes upon.”

  He ran his hand over both cheeks before parting them and sliding his finger along her crack until he found her pussy entrance. She wiggled her butt as he reached for the condom and sheathed himself.

  “Hurry, my little butt’s getting cold.”

  Kyle slid into her, filling her, satisfying her as she spread her legs. He held her hips as his thighs smashed into the back of her legs, and they rode together, him squeezing her, her gripping the sheets on her bed.

  Two weeks without sex with Kyle was going to be hell, but when she got to Montana they’d make up for it. There’d be fireworks.

  Kyle reached around her body and massaged her clit, and that’s all it took for her to see those fireworks before they got to Big Sky Country. She shook, cried, and then felt Kyle explode inside her.

  He licked the back of her neck as they fell face-down on the bed together.

  “Oh baby, I’m so glad I found you.”

  Chapter Eleven

  Evie tapped her pencil on her desk. She was a whiz reporter, had gotten straight As in all her journalism classes at university, but she’d been stumped when she’d attempted to locate Kyle’s mother. It was almost as if the lady didn’t even exist. She guessed she should have just asked him for the number, but then he might have suspected she was going to spring a surprise on him; and that would spoil everything.

  With Kyle’s birthday fast approaching she’d gotten desperate to locate her in time to buy an extra plane ticket to Montana. She’d also been swamped with work, so as a last minute effort, she’d phoned a former school buddy, Dan, who was now a private investigator. However, when he’d telephoned with the information he’d stumbled upon, Evie knew something wasn’t right.

  “I think you must have the wrong Lesley Daley,” said Evie, drawing a circle around the name on her notepad.

  “Evie, I went and checked her out myself. She’s the mother of Kyle Daley and is an inmate at the women’s correctional facility outside of Colorado Springs,” said Dan.

  “I can’t believe it. Do you know what she’s serving time for?”

  “Murder.”

  Evie went hot and cold, and her heart beat double time. Not that this made any difference to how she felt about Kyle, but it had taken her by surprise. And now it all made perfect sense. Him being evasive when she asked about him growing up, his family, stopping in mid-sentence when he spoke about his mother.

  “Any more details?” asked Evie.

  “She was being abused by her husband, and one day I assume she’d just had enough and shot him,” said Dan.

  Evie pushed her glasses up on top of her head and rubbed her eyes.

  “Poor
woman. Okay, Dan, thank you, and send me the bill.”

  “It’s on the house, Evie.”

  “If you say so. And, Dan, not a word about this to anyone okay?”

  “You know what a professional I am.”

  Evie knew she shouldn’t have snooped. She should have waited until Kyle chose to tell her about his mother.

  ****

  Kyle was beat after the fourteen hour day filming. He saw the red light flashing on the phone and considered ignoring it but thought maybe it was Evie, and he didn’t want to miss hearing her voice.

  He pressed the play button and heard Bob’s voice instead.

  “Kyle, give me a call as soon as you get this because it’s about your mother.”

  Kyle stopped in his tracks. His mother. Was something wrong with her? He suddenly had a terrible image of some inmate beating her up or worse.

  He grabbed the phone and punched the numbers for Bob’s cell phone.

  “Kyle,” he said when he answered.

  “My mother, is she okay?”

  “She’s fine, but I thought you should know a PI was snooping around asking about her.”

  “You think it’s one of the tabloids?”

  Bob didn’t answer.

  “Just spit it out,” said Kyle.

  “You’re not going to like this, but I did some investigating of my own. The person who hired the PI was…”

  “Was who?”

  “Evie Winters. I’m betting she got close to you to find out about your mother. Makes sense doesn’t it? Ultimate revenge for you humiliating her.”

  Kyle didn’t respond, pressed the end call button and let the phone fall to the floor. He glanced over at the red velvet box that housed the engagement ring he had bought to be ready to ask Evie to be his wife and now this…