Evie freed her hands from his and ran her fingertips up his chest. She caressed his jaw.
“Do you want dinner now or after I make love to you?”
Ryder’s eyes widened at her. “Here? Can anyone see us?”
Evie smiled. “Ah, so if no one can see us you’d like that?” She’d worn her hair loose, and it fell down over her shoulder in dark waves.
Ryder reached out and wound a length around his hand. He brushed her breast with his fingertips and her nipple peaked through her fine cotton T-shirt. He flicked his gaze to hers and traced her nipple with his thumb.
Evie’s body went into melt down. She closed her eyes and sighed with pleasure, trailing her fingertips carefully down Ryder’s body. She wanted to make love to him, but not hurt him.
Evie moved the quilt and opened her eyes to see what she’d revealed. She ran her tongue over her lips and traced the shape of his erection, over the head and down the rock-hard column with a trembling fingertip. She bent and kissed Ryder’s lips.
Ryder murmured against her mouth, “Evie, this feels so good. I want you so badly.”
She sat up and pulled off her T-shirt. Her breasts pushed out, the nipples hard and she brought his hands to hold them.
“I want you, too.” Her voice reduced to a whisper, she grasped his cock as he gently kneaded her breasts. Evie savored the feel of him, and acutely aware of the torture he’d endured, she softened her touch as her fingertips reached his balls.
Ryder opened her jeans and Evie stood to let him push them down her thighs.
She took them off and stood before him in her panties. A tremble went through her. The desire welling up inside her was so strong her clit buzzed and her pussy throbbed. She could hardly wait to feel him inside her.
He took a deep breath. “You are lovely,” he whispered. He leaned to her and kissed along her stomach and hips, his hands gentle on the sides of her body.
Evie drifted in the pleasure of his touch. Her stomach tightened under his lips. She angled her hips to him wanting, needing his fingers inside her. Her pussy clenched and cream drenched her panties.
Ryder made a soft sound and plunged a hand down inside them. “I can sense your need. Your scent’s beguiling.” He ran a finger around her folds, and then he pushed two cream-coated fingers into her. “Fucking hell, you feel like heaven.” He nuzzled her breasts as he fingered her, making low sexy sounds that sent tingles racing over every inch of Evie’s body.
©Elodie Parkes 2015 Siren Publishing