“Do you have to catch a flight?”
She shook her head. “I have four hours.”
That wasn’t even close to enough time but he’d take it.
Chapter 15
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“I really want to kiss you,” Evan rasped.
“Okay.”
Shayne watched as Evan stalked toward her with a predatory gleam in his eyes.
Her body trembled with the anticipation. She drew in a breath as he reached out and cupped her face. The roughened pads of his fingertips caressed her skin before he lowered his head and captured her mouth fully with his. Her lips automatically parted for him and the soft blade of his tongue grazed hers. The sensation caused her core to spasm in delight. With mastery level skill, one of his large hands speared through her hair and tilted her head back to give him better access. She rose up on her toes as he deepened the kiss.
Her body began to swirl with unabashed arousal and she knew that if she didn’t pump the brakes she’d spiral into erotic oblivion. Her hands explored his naked back and she found herself rubbing her entire body against him like a cat against a scratching board.
There wasn’t a single part of him that didn’t fill her with burning desire. A throbbing need built in her and she wanted to feel more of him. She wanted to touch every inch of his body. After a few more minutes filled with devastating kisses her hands drifted lower, and lower until they reached the waistband of his sweats.
Her fingers dipped beneath them and he broke their kiss and took a step back.
She stared at him, wondering if she’d done something wrong. Read his signals wrong.
“Before things go any further, I just need to make sure you really want to do this.” His chest rose and fell in panting breaths.
“I do. Do you?”
Instead of answering her verbally, he pushed down his sweats and stepped out of them revealing just how much he wanted to.
He was bigger and thicker than anyone she’d been with in the past. And he appeared to be growing even bigger under her watchful stare, jumping up like it was demanding her attention. It had it. And so did the rest of his magnificent body.
She let herself take in the chiseled expanse of his shoulders, arms, chest and abs. Her entire body tingled with desire as she stepped up to him and traced the lines of his sculpted frame. Her fingers trailed along his collarbone, over the swell of his shoulder and bicep. She took her time, memorizing every inch of his upper body before she lazily circled him, pausing at his wide, muscular back.
His breaths were growing shorter and heavier as she laid both hands flat on his shoulder blades. His skin was hot to the touch and her palms tingled as she discovered his body. She leaned forward slightly and peppered his back with soft kisses, loving the way his skin jumped and twitched beneath her attention.
Her fingers ran over Evan’s rippled abs until the tip of his erection bobbed up and brushed her wrist. Slowly, she lowered to her knees in front of him. Her fingers wrapped around his thick shaft and he pulsed heavily in her grasp. The sensation sent all kinds of fireworks exploding in her body. She never would’ve thought that it would be possible to be this turned on while fully dressed, kneeling in front of a man, preparing to give him pleasure. But she was beginning to learn, with Evan anything was possible.
He stared down at her, an intoxicating mixture of sensuality and authority that she found irresistible as lust flared in his milk chocolate stare. It was so intense that she thought she might burn up under the heat of it. Spontaneous Human Combustion, Passion Version.
Saliva pooled under her tongue. Whoa, she realized. My mouth is actually watering. I’m like Pavlov’s freaking dog over here.
Leaning forward, she slipped her lips around his engorged tip and sucked it into her wet mouth. Her tongue swirled around it and she tasted a tangy drop of arousal. A low moan rumbled from his chest.
Needing to brace herself, she wrapped one hand behind his strong thigh. His muscles twitched under her gentle touch. She worked her tongue in circles around his head, increasing the suction of her lips in tandem with her fingers squeezing the grip on his wide girth as she pulled him deeper into her mouth. The ache between her legs turned into a powerful throbbing.
She slipped her lips over the hard shaft of his erection as it slid along her tongue. She sucked tightly, as if her life depended on it, and felt his hand cover her head. His fingers threaded in her hair and fisted. The stinging sensation shot straight between her legs and she gasped as she sucked him harder, wanting more of him. All of him.
There was a desperation flowing between them. She’d never before felt something so raw, and yet so deep and powerful. She closed her eyes and took just a moment to try to commit the sensation to memory.
But, that fleeting moment was all she could give herself. The desperation demanded that she move forward, and faster, faster, faster. There was a hunger in her, that she never even knew existed, that had suddenly been satiated.
He gently guided her head, pushing her mouth down even deeper on his throbbing erection, though it had already filled her mouth to capacity. She relaxed the back of her throat so that she could push him in even further then she pulled back up and dove back again. She continued working her mouth up and down until her lips finally connected with the base of his shaft.
She held him there for just a moment, loving the way that he filled her mouth up so completely. She felt a tightening between her legs and she moved her mouth back until she was only holding his tip between her lips. She used her tongue to swirl around that sensitive tip a few times.
Lifting her eyes, she met his gaze and she saw them flicker with a deep hunger that caused her own desire to flare uncontrollably.
She tightened her fingers around the root of his dick and then slid her mouth over the tip until her lips met the edge of her hands. She started moving her mouth and hands in rhythm together.
“Oh, fuck,” he grunted.
She moaned as she felt the blood pumping through his member, faster and faster with every stroke.
“Shayne.”
The desperation and warning in Evan’s tone caused her to pause and look up. The next thing she was on her feet. She stared at him, once again wondering why he’d put on the brakes.
“I think that you have way too many clothes on.”
A slow grin spread across her face. “So do I.”
*
Evan’s heart hammered in his chest as he watched Shayne smile seductively and take a step back. Her hands slid beneath the hem of her T-shirt first and she pulled it up and over her head, revealing a white lace bra. Her hair fell in her face as she looked down and released the clasp in the center of her chest releasing two of the most perfect breasts he’d ever seen. After slipping the straps off her arms, she unbuttoned and unzipped her jeans before she pushed them down her legs, taking her underwear with them. She straightened before him, entirely naked, uncovered, and vulnerable for his inspection.
His eyes traveled down the elegant curve of her neck to the plump, round mounds of her breasts, which were topped by dark pink, stiff peaks. He continued down her flat belly to the V-shaped patch of hair between her legs.
Like most men, he was a visual creature. He made no apologies for that, and what he saw standing before him was awe-inspiring.
She was worship-worthy perfection.
His mouth was dry. He tried to swallow but he simply didn’t have anything to push down his throat. He also seemed to have difficulty breathing.
Somewhere in the back of his mind, he wondered if he were having a heart attack…but, no. There was no way that a heart attack could feel this good.
He couldn’t wait any longer. He had to touch her, to hold her in his arms. He had to feel her body against his and take her. Claim her.
His bedroom was upstairs and he wasn’t sure he wanted to take the time to get them there. So instead, he grabbed the large throw blanket that he kept on the couch and spread it out on the floor. A leather couch a
nd naked bodies weren’t the best combo.
Once it was laid out, he added a throw pillow for her comfort, then he reached out and lifted her into his arms. She gasped and a smile spread on her face as her arms locked behind his neck. Unable to resist, he leaned down and kissed her with every pent-up ounce of desire that had been building up inside of him like a pressure cooker. He tried to communicate everything that he was feeling at that moment in the way that his lips moved against hers and his tongue explored her mouth as he lowered down to his knees.
He’d never been much for words in his personal or professional life. He was all about the physical. Actions spoke louder than words.
The way he kissed her, the way he touched her, and the way he was about to make love to her—that was how he would show her how he felt.
He laid her down gently, marveling at what a pretty picture she made there, her naked body against the maroon blanket, her glossy hair spread out over the pillow.
She looked like an oil painting.
He grabbed a condom from his wallet and set it next to him. He ran his hands all over her body, her smooth skin was like silk under his work-roughened palms. She leaned her head back into the pillow, and her eyes rolled back in her head as his hands moved evermore purposefully over her body.
With one hand, he cupped her breasts and dipped his head to take her nipples in his mouth one by one. The feeling of those hard, little buttons against his tongue was heady and exciting in a way that he never could’ve imagined.
Her back arched as he flicked her nipples with the hard tip of his tongue. Her fingers twined into the hair at the back of his head, sending an electric current down the back of his neck and all the way down his spine.
Damn, his hair wasn’t even an erogenous zone and she was setting his entire body on fire just by threading her fingers through it. This girl was something else. She was pure magic, and he couldn’t get enough of her.
He moved his kisses down her body, using his tongue to taste her sweet skin as he made his way down the taut expanse of her belly. As he did this, he ran his fingers up and down her outer thigh, feeling her skin turn into goose flesh as he touched her.
As his mouth drew closer and closer to that mecca between her legs, he moved the tender strokes of his fingers from her outer thighs to her inner thighs, touching her higher and higher with each stroke, coming closer and closer to the throbbing wet heat between her legs.
He didn’t even have to nudge her legs apart, they fell open easily as he touched her, and as he kissed his way closer and closer. It was clear that she wanted him every bit as much as he wanted her. Fuck, what better aphrodisiac was there than that?
Finally, his fingers and his mouth had both reached the pinnacle point at the same time. He moved around until he was kneeling between her knees and then covered her mound entirely with his hot, demanding mouth.
She tasted so sweet that his mind exploded in white flashes with the sensory overload. His head spun. He felt enveloped in a whole new world, one where he was completely surrounded by her. Everything else disappeared. The entire town of Hope Falls. His career. His injuries. Every other person that existed on earth besides the two of them. None of those things were real anymore—not for him, anyway. Not in that moment. There was only him and Shayne, their bodies and the pleasure they both felt.
He moved his tongue up and down her slick wetness, focusing on the hot pleasure button that tickled his tongue like her nipples had done. He flicked his tongue across the small nub. With the tip of his forefinger, he traced her opening and it clenched as he trailed his touch up and down. He paid extra attention to the base of her slit, applying pressure there as he sucked and licked her clit. She writhed beneath him as her needy moans and gasps filled the air, hitting his ears like a beautiful erotic song, and his mouth danced to the rhythm of it.
Suddenly, she stiffened. Every single muscle in her body clenched and clamped around him. The fingers entwined in the back of his hair, which had been so gentle just moments before, were now locked into hard fists. Her thighs, which had just been so easily opened from the light touch of his fingertips, now tensed around him.
He continued to lick her most sensitive spot and massage her tender flesh until her muscles gradually relaxed. Only then did he press several soft kisses along her folds before grabbing the condom.
He used his mouth to rip open the package and then he quickly rolled the latex tube onto his erection. He wanted to make love to her while she was still weak and tingling from the orgasm he’d just given her. He wanted to give her the most intense combination of sensations possible.
He positioned himself at her entrance, holding himself just above her so that their lips were so close they breathed the same hot air. He brushed his lips that were coated in her arousal along hers so that she could taste her sweetness. Taste the climax he’d brought her to.
“Are you ready?” he whispered against her mouth.
“Yes,” she moaned.
Using more restraint than he’d ever known he possessed, he slowly pushed inside of her. Her body resisted him and he held himself still. Every muscle in his body clenched as he waited for her to adjust to him. When her back arched and she whimpered with need, he slid one arm beneath her and pulled her close. He pressed his lips to hers and kissed her roughly as he eased himself into her until he filled her completely. He was desperate to be as close to her as he could get.
He began to move in and out of her and her body milked him as he did. Even through the latex he could feel the muscles of her tight canal squeezing him as she gasped into his open-mouthed kisses. They quickly found a rhythm that had his balls tightening to his body. He ignored his body’s eagerness to reach completion. There was only one way he was going to let himself go up and over the edge and that was if she went with him.
Her hands roamed his back as he drove in and out of her. Her fingernails dug into his shoulders as she lifted her hips to meet his.
As he felt her inner walls clamp down on him, he knew it was time. He let himself go and joined her in climbing to the peak of pleasure. Together.
Flashes of light went off behind his lids as he thrust into her once more as his entire body tensed from head to toe. A jarring, earth-shattering release claimed him and he gave himself completely over to it.
When he drifted back to reality from the height of ecstasy he rolled onto his back and pulled her against him. She snuggled into his body. Her head settled on his chest as his hand ran up and down her back.
“That was…” she let out a breath and he felt the heat fan across his bare skin. She lifted her head and rested her chin on her hand that was settled directly over his heart as she looked straight into his eyes. He ran his thumb along the base of her spine as he waited for her to finish her thought. She squinted her face as she said, “A little better than Roger.”
“Smartass.” He smiled as he slapped her backside playfully. When he did, he noticed that she sucked in a startled gasp and her cheeks flushed. He made a mental note of her response. She snuggled even closer to him and he ran his hand up her back. “I was just getting warmed up.”
Her eyes grew wide. “Warmed up?”
“That was just round one.”
“Oh.” The smile that spread across her face told him she was ready and willing for round two. And three.
He glanced over at the cable box to check the time. “We still have three and a half hours left.”
And he didn’t plan on wasting a second of it.
Chapter 16
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“Close your eyes,” Nolan snapped at her.
“Sorry.” Every time she heard the hair and makeup trailer door open, she snuck a peek. She wasn’t doing it on purpose. It was a completely involuntary response.
She’d heard Evan was going to be here after lunch. They’d just finished lunch. Nolan was retouching the laceration that spread from her upper cheek, across her brow and ended in the middle of her forehead. She’d sat perfectly still f
or the painstaking two hours that it had taken for him to apply the cosmetic wound at five a.m. this morning. But she couldn’t seem to do it for the twenty minutes she’d been in the makeup chair for retouches.
She shifted in her seat and tried to relax and focus on the upcoming scene.
“Sit still,” he practically growled.
“Sorry,” she mumbled as she gripped the arms of the makeup chair in an attempt to anchor herself.
“Is it Chester? Is he showing up soon?” Nolan emphasized her manager’s name with disdain. “Is that what’s got you so on edge?”
“No. He’s in London with Blane.”
In the past, Chester liked to show up on the first day of production, whether it was a new project or a new season on Mindy Reader. He’d always maintained that it was to make sure she was okay and everything was running smoothly, but she knew that it was just because he liked to bark orders at people and make sure everyone knew who he was. Nolan liked to say that Chester was a dog peeing on a tree to mark his territory. Shayne never liked that analogy since she’d be the tree getting urinated on.
She was relieved that he had someone else to direct his attention to.
“He’s not coming to set?” Nolan reclined her chair so that he could get a better angle.
“No.” Shayne kept her eyes shut as she moved backwards. “He won’t be here until the final week of shooting.”
“Hallelujah!” Nolan enthused.
He was even less of a fan of Chester than she and Ruby were. He’d never liked the man and didn’t keep it a secret. The first season on Mindy, Nolan told her that Chester was a Hollywood leach that would suck the life out of Shayne if she let him. At the time, she’d defended her manager. Now she didn’t.
“So, if it’s not him, then what has got you so jumpy?”
“Just first day nerves.”
“Hmm.” Nolan’s disbelieving response was unmistakable. He wasn’t buying it.
She couldn’t blame him since she was obviously lying. Shayne hated lying to her friends, but she wasn’t sure what else to do. As far as her friends knew, she’d left Evan’s house on Friday night somewhat humiliated and then hopped on a flight to New York. They were completely unaware that she’d spent the most incredible four hours of her life with him. It was magical.
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