Page 106 of Evolve

I've never known that feeling myself but I've seen it in movies and shows and I've longed for it enough that I can almost taste it. I can almost imagine it's real for me. Even though I have Evelyn and Daniel, it's not the same and that thought makes me feel guilty. I wish that being with them felt how being with your family, your people, is supposed to feel, but it doesn't. It never has and I'm beginning to think it never will. They feel like friends who yes, have my back, but do they have my heart? My soul? No. But when I was laying in bed with Stone's incredible blue eyes locked onto mine and Maddox's safe warmth blanketing me, it made me think that maybe I might just get a chance to feel it after all.

There was a moment when I thought that maybe Stone was going to kiss me. There is an intense draw between us that I feel every time we are in each other's proximity. In the beginning, I thought that maybe it was just me imagining it. But now, after his declaration the other night in his office, it's clear that he's feeling the same way I am. Maybe we're both just too scared to be the one to make the first move. I know I am.

I'm barely learning to be the one to initiate intimacy with Gage and Maddox let alone someone else. It's taken me quite a while to get used to the way the guys just pull me around and plop me where ever they want me but now that I have, I find that I enjoy it. A lot. I like that they take the lead and direct the show. It makes things easier on me. Especially because I know that though I've given them the okay to take point in our physical relationship, I trust them enough to know that if I wanted them to back down or stop, they absolutely would.

Stone is different from my Luna boys though. He is introspective and thinks everything through. He's always five steps ahead and doesn't do anything without careful consideration. He's also expressed to me that physical intimacy is difficult for him. I want to ask him why. I want to know everything there is to know about him but I don't feel like I have a right to. Not yet at least. Hopefully, we will get there eventually and when we do, I guess we will just have to play out who has enough balls to make the first move. Otherwise, I might just have endless days of forehead kisses like I received this morning. Not that it wasn't sweet, but it's also not what I found myself craving even long after he'd silently rolled out of bed, leaving me with far too many questions.

"Ready to go, baby girl?" Maddox's voice makes me screech and jump, nearly causing me to tumble out of my king-size bed. He barks a laugh and pushes off of my bedroom door before stalking toward me like a hunter seeking out his meal. His eyes are full of heat and it instantly has my thighs clenching. Sitting on the edge of the bed, I straighten my spine, never breaking eye contact with him. Fuck, why is he so damn beautiful? His hazel eyes are more green than golden right now. He's wearing a fitted white v-neck that makes his black swirled tattoos pop against his tan skin.

Stopping right in front of me, I find myself at exact eye level with his cock which is currently tenting his tight jeans in a way that must be painful. My mouth waters and I momentarily forget all about whatever and the hell our plans are for the day. Pulling my gaze from the treat in front of me, I gaze up at Maddox, waiting for him to decide where this is going to go. Not only am I completely not confident enough to literally pull his dick out the way I want to, I haven't forgotten the struggles we went through before the other night. He finally relented and gave in to the sexual tension between us but he never explainedwhythings were so strained on his end. Doesn't mean I don't want to know.

"What do you want, Isabella?" he murmurs, his voice thick with lust. It's a heady sound that almost makes me dizzy. Licking my lips, my eyes drop back down to his hard dick without even thinking. Madd lets out a half-grunt, half-growl that has my already damn pussy throbbing. "Fuck, baby girl. Take it, it's yours."

My eyes shoot back up to his, looking to make sure he means it, that he's not going to pull away from me once again. Seeing nothing but desire shining back down at me, I bring my hands up, releasing the button and drawing down the zipper on his jeans. My hands have a slight shake to them but I'm not sure if it's from nerves or how turned on I am. Probably both. I push aside any fear of fucking this up and allow my need for him to fuel me.

Maddox helps me shift his pants and boxers down enough for his long, hard cock to spring free. A bead of precum glistens in the light from the window. Unable to help myself, I lean forward, darting my tongue up to lick it up. His body shudders and I don't miss his sharp inhale from the sensation. Looking up, I lock eyes with him as I lower my head and open my mouth, preparing to swallow him down.

"Wait, fuck," he groans before pulling away from me. My gut clenches. Again? I thought we were past this. "I broke a rule the other night. Can't do it again," he murmurs. His eyes look pained and I can see there are things he wants to say. I wait for the words to come, the explanation, but it never does. Reaching behind him, he extracts his wallet and pulls out a condom. My eyes go wide. In a practiced move, he rolls the condom down his shaft and tosses the wrapper on my nightstand. I'm not going to lie, some of my lust has now been replaced with concern. Not for the first time, I'm wondering if he has an STD which isn't a huge deal, I guess. It's better safe than sorry but if that's the case, it's most definitely a conversation we should have.

"Uhh, Madd," I mumble, my voice shaky with nerves, "what's that for?" Gesturing to the condom, I blurt, "I gave you a bj the other night without one. If, umm, if you have like an STD or something, it's fine, I just think we need to umm, talk about it and like, maybe I should get tested."

Maddox blanches and plants his hands on my shoulders before sighing deeply and shaking his head. "No, this isn't about you, and no babe, I don't have anything. I'm clean, I wouldn't do that to you. It's probably is a conversation we should have but not right now. It's just, not something I want to think about."

Seeing the tortured expression on his handsome face I reluctantly nod, swallowing down all of my questions and saving them for later. I can tell there is a story there and I understand more than others how some stories are too painful for general conversation and some secrets are better left in the dark. Right now, I just want to get rid of the ghosts in his eyes. I want to bring my sweet, happy man back.

Keeping my eyes on his face, I study his beautiful hazel eyes, watching and waiting for the shift from pain, to pleasure, as I take him into my mouth and swallow him down. The condom tastes like crap and feels weird but I focus on him instead of the gross latex.

"Oh holy fucking shit, baby girl," he sputters, his eyes going wide. If I could, I would smile. I'm pleased to have been able to surprise him considering I'm not great at blowjobs and he's clearly far more experienced than me.

No. Nope. We are not thinking about who he's been with before me. The thought alone makes me feel stabby as fuck. He was a virgin before me. Yes, that's much better.

Maddox's loud groan pulls me back to the present. He moves his hands up and fists them in my hair, tugging slightly and making me moan. Yes, that's what I need. I work his cock in and out of my mouth, using my tongue to trace the vein on the bottom of his dick. It's harder to do with the condom on but his sounds of pleasure spur me on, ignoring the big, fat annoyance separating us.

Maddox tries to use his hold on my hair to pause my movements and fuck my mouth himself but I don't want that. I bring up my hands, placing one on his ass and circling the other around the base of his cock. I take control of the situation instead of allowing him to take over like he did the last time. I want him to feel good and I want it to be all because of me. I want to give him this and he's going to let me.

Sucking him down as deep as I can go, I alternate pumping my tight fist, knowing that his sensations are probably dulled by the condom. I glide my teeth gently down his length and lick the head of his cock as I come back up. Watching his face, I try to learn from his expressions. Doing more of what he likes and skipping any repeats of moves that didn't earn me a hot as fuck sound.

I used to think the act of sucking dick was degrading but right now, with him looking at me like I'm some sort of sex god? It's empowering as hell. I own him right now. I own his pleasure, his moans, his lust. And soon, I'll own his cum.

Finally fed up with me having all the control, he bats my hand away from the base of his cock and grasps my head. "Let me fuck your throat baby girl, take my cock like a good little slut, please? You look so fucking pretty when you're drooling all over yourself with my cock down your throat." I moan at his words and shift my hips, desperate for any type of friction. I recognize the demand and the question all in one and I appreciate that, even if I wasn't done playing. Giving him a small nod, I snake my now free hand down the front of my leggings, earning myself another euphoric, masculine groan. "That's it, baby, play with your beautiful cunt while I fuck your face."

Following directions like the horny woman I've grown into being, I dip my fingers beneath my panties and immediately circle my clit. My body breaks out in goosebumps at the feeling of the swollen bud finally getting some attention. I rub it back and forth a few times while focusing on the feeling of Maddox thrusting deep into my mouth.

"Finger yourself. Two fingers in your soaking wet cunt, right now." The harsh demand makes me moan like the slut he says I am as I immediately do as he's said. Spearing two fingers into my dripping pussy, I curve them upward and rub my thumb across my clit. My body begins to tremble with the impending orgasm that I can already feel barreling in my direction. "Harder, baby girl. Fuck your cunt hard like I would with my big cock. Imagine you're taking two of our dicks at once, again." I whimper at his words, a repeat of the other night flashing before my eyes. "Oh fuck, you like that don't you? You like picturing all your pretty holes full of our cocks?"

Nodding the best I can, my eyes water, and my throat burns but I don't dare stop and I never lose his eye contact. The feeling of his penetrating gaze on me, the way his eyes burn with intense desire has my already close orgasm crashing into me. "Ahhhh," I scream, the sound muffled by his pulsing, hard dick. Maddox grunts and his thrusts stutter, seconds before he cums with a loud groan. His cum fills the condom in my mouth before he slowly retreats, pulling out and disposing of it in the bedside trashcan.

I slide my wet fingers from my panties and wipe the drool coming from my mouth with the back of my other hand. Maddox reaches down and picks up my hand before sucking my wet fingers into his mouth. "You taste so fucking good, Isabella. Every fucking time. I could live off the taste of your cum." He groans around my fingers, making sure to get every drop and eliciting another wave of clitterflies through my already sated pussy. "Don't look at me like that," he mumbles, still holding my hand.

"Like what?" I ask, my voice raspy from the beautiful abuse. My mouth is so damn dry and I'm pretty sure I need to immediately brush my teeth. The taste of that condom is sure to stick with me for the rest of the day. Gross.

"Like your pussy needs me to fuck it," he murmurs, his eyes full of heat once again. Or maybe it's still there. Are his eyes evernotburning when he looks at me? My eyes flit back down to his dick, which is now tucked away but the bulge in his pants hasn't left. "Fuck, baby girl. Up. No more. We have shit to do and if we don't leave this room right now, I'll be fucking your tight cunt until one of us passes out from starvation or dehydration or some shit."

Chuckling, I shake my head but stand up anyways. Pressing my hands flat on his taut stomach, I push him back to move around him. Maddox doesn't let me and instead, pulls me closer and wraps his big hand behind my neck in a move that's possessive and hot as hell. Yanking me forward, he lowers his face and kisses me deeply. It's hot, demanding, and over all too soon. Dropping his head to mine and pressing our foreheads together, his face splits into a scowl that confuses the hell out of me.

"Baby girl, I adore you. You suck cock like a fucking pornstar and you just made me cum like a motherfucking pro but," breaking off, his scowl deepens. "You're breath is fucking nasty."

I gasp in outrage and shove him away from me before stomping to the bathroom. His deep, booming laughter follows me. "It's called condom breath and trust me, I know. You try having a piece of powered rubber shoved down your throat! It tastes like the goddamned dentist!"

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