Page 35 of Spring UnVeiled
Evan’s hands shot around her neck, his thumb on her windpipe and his eyes flew open.In an instant, the pressure was gone.
There was a long pause as they stared at each other, breathing hard.
“Did you just kiss me?”
Still in shock from his lightning-fast unexpected reaction, she couldn’t say a word, so she nodded.
“Thank Christ it was real.I thought I was having the best dream of my life.”Slowly he leaned up and she bent down until their lips touched.What started as gentle and sweet quickly escalated.
Genevieve felt like she did twenty years ago when they couldn’t keep their hands off each other.The old couch that sat in the same position as this new one had seen a lot of action.She hoped they’d christen this new couch.
When Evan started to lift her nightie, she put her hands over his.“I don’t have the body that I used to, so I don’t want you to be disappointed.”
“I could never be disappointed in you.”He lifted the light cotton over her head and took one of her nipples in his mouth.
Her head fell back as he rolled one nipple with his tongue and the other with his fingers.She had missed this so much.She ran her short nails through the patch of hair on his chest, and he purred like a cat.
When he ran his finger along the edge of her panties, down the curve of her thigh, she automatically widened her stance.This, too, was like slow dancing to a favorite song.When he slid two fingers into her, she rocked her hips, needing more.
Without moving from her slick channel, Evan sat up and pulled off his sleep pants.His erection stood proudly, the tiny drop on top begging for entrance.
Genevieve pulled down her panties and tossed them aside.She straddled his lap, sinking onto him slowly, savoring every inch.With his hands on her hips, he took a nipple into his mouth and started to suck as she rode him hard.
Ecstasy.
Before moving to the other nipple, he gently bit.
She couldn’t stop the orgasm if she’d wanted to.
When her brain resurfaced, she was lying flat on her back, Evan still buried deep inside her.
“Welcome back.”He grinned at down at her.“You ready to do that again?”He started to move within her.
“I can’t.”With her toys, she was one and done.
“Oh, yes you can.I haven’t even touched your clit.”They had never talked much during sex except grunted words likeI’m close.Evan using the word ‘clit’ seemed to light a fire from the burning embers of her first man-made orgasm in a decade.
“I can feel the heat and moisture pour from you.Does my Vivi now like a little dirty talk?”He slowed his strokes and leaned on one elbow, freeing his other hand to find her clitoris.“Do you like it when I circle that little nub?Or rub it hard?”
“Rub,” she gasped out as he increased his pressure.Her hips automatically rocked up, forcing him deeper.
“Come again,” he demanded.“I need to feel you contract around me.”
He curled the tip of his finger, catching the underside of her swollen bundle of nerves.She leaped off the cliff as her entire body shook with ecstasy.His release came a stroke later as he arched his back, so deep inside her.
As she slid into sleep, she swore she heard him mumble the word love.
When she awoke, warm arms and naked man surrounded her.It felt so right to have Evan next to her.Their lovemaking had always been spectacular.Out of bed, they hadn’t gotten along, the more missions he’d been on.But that had been partially her fault.
He’d come home from some missions so moody she didn’t want to be in the same room with him.She couldn’t seem to do anything right.Kylie’s crying frustrated him.And he couldn’t talk to her about anything.Or so he’d said.Then he’d be called out on the next mission.She never knew how long he’d be gone, where he was going, what he was doing, and the cycle would begin again.
When he’d been offered the command of a troop on the East Coast, she’d considered it perfect timing.He could leave.Forever.She and Kylie spent most of their time alone anyway.Being separated by an entire continent wouldn’t make much difference.
Her mind wandered to what he’d said back in the hospital.He’d dated…a lot.
Genevieve shot straight up.“We didn’t use a condom.”
Evan was half-a-second behind her, reaching for the gun under the couch.“What’s wrong?”He didn’t look at her but scanned the room.
