When I Was Yours

Sitting back on my knees, I tear the condom open with my teeth and roll it on.

Evie watches me the whole time, her eyes unreadable.

Then, I move back between her legs.

I frame her face with my hands. “I love you,” I tell her.

“I know. I love you, too.” She brushes her lips over mine. “Now, stop delaying, and fuck me already.”

A laugh escapes me. “God, you’re such a romantic, babe. What ever happened to making love?”

“Making love, fucking—whatever you want to call it, I just want it to happen. I don’t want to wait any longer.” Her hands grip my ass, nails digging in, as she lifts her mouth back to mine. “Make love to me, Adam.”

I close my eyes on a groan. I kiss her deeply.

Lifting up on one arm, I take my cock in my other hand and run it up and down her pussy. Then, finally, I center my cock on her entrance.

“Ready?”

“I’m ready,” she breathes. Her hands slide up my back, holding on.

She squeezes her eyes shut.

“Eyes open, Evie. I want you with me the whole time.”

She opens her eyes, gritting her jaw.

I slowly press my hips forward, my eyes locked on hers.

I watch as they widen while the tip of me slips in.

“Okay?” I check, panting. I’m breathing heavy. This self-control is a motherfucker, and it’s really taking it out of me.

“Mmhmm.” Her lips are pressed tightly together.

“Try to relax, babe.” I can feel her muscles locked up around the head of my cock.

I kiss her again. Hand cupping her breast, I stroke my thumb over her nipple. “You gotta relax and open up, so I can get in.”

I feel her start to relax beneath me, so I push in a little more, getting halfway, and then I pull back out to the tip.

“You didn’t go all the way in,” she says.

“I’m trying to take it easy. I push all the way in, and it’s gonna hurt you.”

“It’s going to hurt either way. Just do it quick, like ripping off a Band-Aid.”

“I don’t know…”

“Please, Adam. I just want this part to be over with, so we can get to the part where it feels good.”

I don’t know if that part will come for her this time, but I’ll do my best to make it feel as good as I can for her.

“Okay.”

I never can say no to what she asks of me.

I ease in a little, going halfway again, and then I pull back out and slam home.

“Ah!” she cries out, her head pressing back into the pillow, her back arching.

“Evie? Fuck, are you okay?”

I cradle her face, seeing tears in the corners of her eyes. “Jesus, I knew I shouldn’t have done that.”

“No, I’m fine,” she pants. “It just hurt a little, but it’s gone now. Don’t stop. Please don’t stop.”

I should, but after hearing her begging me to continue, my own need takes over. I start moving, going as slow as I can.

It’s hard to keep a slow place because, fuck, she feels so good, so fucking incredibly tight. I’ve never felt anything like it.

But it’s not just that. It’s her. What’s uniquely her is making me feel so good.

As I move, she starts to relax. Her legs come up around my back. Her hands sliding up into my hair, she lifts her head to mine, kissing me.

With the feel of her tongue in my mouth, her legs wrapped around me, I can’t hold back any longer. I start moving faster, pumping my cock in and out of her.

She moans into my mouth, and the sound undoes me.

“Fuck, Jesus, Evie, I’m gonna…come.”

My vision blurs as the first hot spurt of my come shoots out of my cock. Then, I’m coming fast and hard inside her body for the first time. And nothing has ever felt better.

My head falls onto her shoulder. Her arms wrap around my neck.

I press a kiss to her soft skin as she starts to thread her fingers through my hair.

Lifting my head, I look at her. Fuck, she looks beautiful. Her face is all flushed, her lips are swollen from my kisses, and her hair is all mussed up.

She’s perfect. And she’s mine.

“You didn’t come,” I say.

I knew she probably wouldn’t, but that doesn’t mean I didn’t want her to.

“I know, but we knew it was likely that I wouldn’t. But you came. Inside of me.” She has a big smile on her face.

“You look pretty happy about that fact.”

“I am. No more virgin Evie, which means we can have sex whenever we want now.”

I let out a low chuckle. “Sounds fucking awesome to me. Let me just clean up.” I give her a quick kiss and then carefully pull out of her.

She winces.

“You okay?”

“Just a little sore. Is that blood?” Her wide eyes are staring at my condom-covered cock, which has little speckles of blood mixed in with her juices.

“Yeah, it’s yours from…you know.” I gesture to her pussy.

She lets out a groan, covering her face with her hands. “Oh God, that’s so embarrassing.”

“Nothing to be embarrassed about, babe. It’s natural and kinda hot.”

She slides her hands from her face, and I give her a wink before going into the bathroom.

I dispose of the condom and clean up. Then, I get a washcloth and rinse it up with warm water. I take it back out to Evie. I sit on the bed beside her and press the cloth between her legs.

“What are you doing?” she asks.

“Cleaning up my girl.” I kiss the tip of her nose.

When I’m done, I take the washcloth back to the bathroom and then head straight back to Evie.

Grabbing the blanket from the bottom of the bed, I climb up next to her, cover us both with the blanket, and wrap her up in my arms.

“That was all kinds of amazing,” she says, looking up at me.

I shimmy down, so we’re face-to-face. “Yeah, it was. Really amazing.”

She starts running her fingers through the scruff on my chin. I love it when she does that.

“So, can we do it again?”

A laugh escapes me. “When? Now?” I say at her expression.

She gives me a smile that says yes.

“But aren’t you sore?”

“A little, but it’s not bad.” She runs the tip of her finger over my lips, tickling me.

Capturing her finger, I run my teeth over my lips, alleviating the itch. Then, I graze my teeth over the pad of her finger, and she shivers.

“Well, if you’re really sure you want to, then give me ten minutes, and I should be good to go again.”

She slides a hand between us and wraps it around my cock.

He pays attention immediately, and she raises a brow at his sudden growth.

My girl is awesome. Am I the luckiest bastard in the world, or what?

“Okay, maybe not ten minutes. More like two.” I grin.

She laughs as I roll her onto her back, taking the sound in my mouth as I kiss her, and I slip my hand between her legs, getting her ready for round two.

Since that day in Adam’s office, the one where I went to yell at him about the divorce settlement and ended up having sex with him before he was harsh and cold toward me—not that I didn’t deserve it, but just maybe not at that moment—yeah, that day…well, we’ve been going at it regularly since then.