Page 41 of Theirs to Take

“I hate to tell you this, Rod, but it won’t take me very long to achieve crazy if you keep touching me like that,” she whimpered.

He chuckled and touched her again, causing her to moan and ride his fingers. “Well then, this is sure to send you over the edge,” he warned. She lifted her head to look down her body once more, only to watch him dip his head to lick into her pussy. God, it was the hottest thing she’d ever witnessed in her life. How could she last when he was doing what he was to her? Evie felt about ready to go off like a rocket.

“Rod,” she whimpered. She couldn’t stop herself from falling over the edge. It was as if she was on a speeding train and she knew that it was going to derail, but she couldn’t stop it. Evie shouted out his name and he stood and smiled down at her.

“Wait here, honey,” he said. He went into her master bathroom and returned with a washcloth.

“What are you doing?” she asked.

“I want to take care of you,” he insisted.

She tried to wave him off, “I can take care of myself, Rod.”

“Honey, if we’re going to have sex someday, you’re going to have to learn to let me take care of you,” he insisted. He spread her folds and used the warm, wet washcloth to clean her up. It was the most intimate thing anyone had ever done to or for her, and he had just had his mouth on her pussy.

“Here,” he said, “get under the covers, so you don’t get cold.”

“I’m not cold,” she insisted. “Are you going to take off your clothes now?” she asked.

“Yes,” he agreed. He ran back to the bathroom and came back out in just his boxers, his erection tenting the fabric. Rod helped her under the covers and slid in next to her. Evie wasn’t sure if she was excited or scared out of her mind. Rod had promised to take care of her, and that’s exactly what he had done. She was hoping that now, it would be her chance to make him feel just as good. Evie just had to figure out how to do that.

Rod pulled her against his body, his erection pressing into her ass, and kissed her shoulder. “Night, honey,” he said.

“Night?” she questioned. “What the hell does that mean, Rod?” she asked.

“It’s an abbreviated way to say, ‘Good night,’” he said.

“I know what it’s an abbreviation for, Rod,” she hissed. “I’m just wondering why you’re saying it to me. I thought that we were going to have sex,” she said.

“Not tonight,” he said around a yawn. “I’m beat.”

“You can’t just do what you did to me and then tell me, ‘Night,’” she insisted. “Did I do something wrong?”

“No,” he breathed against her neck. “You were perfect, baby,” he said.

“Did you change your mind about wanting me?” she asked. “I mean, I know that I’m not perfect. Heck, the women that you usually go out with are probably beautiful and built. I’m sure that they have a lot more experience than I do, but I’m willing to learn, Rod.”

He rolled her over so that she could look at him and she almost wished he hadn’t. It was so much easier to have this conversation without having to look at him. “You didn’t do anything wrong, honey,” he said. “I promised that I wasn’t going to rush you into anything that you’re not ready for.”

“Isn’t that my decision to make?” she asked.

“It is,” he said. “We’ll have plenty of time to get to everything that you want to do, honey. But tonight, I just want to hold you while we sleep. We’ll work our way up to sex, baby,” he assured. “I promise, and when I do take you, I want for us both to be ready. I don’t want to be just a guy who takes your virginity and moves on. I want to make sure that this is going to work out between the two of us. Can you hold out just a bit longer, honey?” he asked. She wanted to pout and tell him, no, but she knew that would only make her sound like a child.

“Fine,” she agreed. “But I won’t wait forever,” she insisted.

“Noted,” Rod said. “Can I hold you while we sleep?” he asked.

“Will you spend the whole night?” she asked.

“If you’ll allow me to, yes,” he said.

“I’d like that, Rod.” She felt so raw and emotionally charged. Having him there felt right. She wasn’t lying earlier when she told him that he had some strange calming effect on her. She loved that about him and telling him to hit the road now didn’t feel right to her. Evie flipped back over and snuggled into his arms, wiggling her ass against his impressive erection.

“You keep doing that, I won’t make good on my promise to hold off on making you mine.” She liked the thought of himmaking her his. Just hearing him say the word, “Mine” come out of his mouth, made her hot.

“I like it when you say that,” she whispered.

“Say what?” he asked.

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