Page 20 of Five Days to Be Mine

“Can you come for me, Mara, just like this?"

I’m wet enough, and his touch is driving up my pleasure, with every half circle his thumb is making against my clit.

“I … I want to,” I force the words out through a gasp.

“I love how eager you are.” His hand comes around my breast. He squeezes it gently and yes, that brings me closer.

So, so close.

“I’m happy to give you what you need.” Evan scoots me off his lap, slides off the chaise, and kneels in front of me.

“Now I need to taste these nipples.” He lifts my breasts with both his hands.

His fingertips are light and make circles across my big nipples.

Each touch he gives makes me more desperate.

My breasts spill out of his hand, I start to tense, about to make a remark about them being too big.

“They are gorgeous, Mara.” He catches my nipple between his fingers and squeezes.

The shock of pleasure darts to my clit.

Evan rises slightly on his knees.

His hands slide down to my waist, and he brings me forward on the chaise, dropping quick kisses between my breasts.

I gasp, as the heat of his mouth covers my nipple.

He sucks it hard, drawing it into the roof of his mouth. A blaze of desire rolls through me and I scream.

The sound echoes off the walls, and I don't care.

His lips and mouth, his hot breath, feel so good.

He sucks so hard I am panting with need.

My hands close around his shoulder, feeling his hard muscles through the soft fabric of his dress shirt.

He lifts away from my nipple. “So tasty,”

“Oh, Sir!” I cry out as he bends his head to the other nipple. This time he takes the tip gently between his teeth and it sends hot shivers up my body.

I can almost come from this exquisite torture.

I squirm, as his hand trails over my stomach rolls, then down between my legs.

This man can absolutely read my mind.

His fingers explore my pussy as he sucks my nipple in long, slow draws.

He’s making me wild. I keep running my hands over him, feeling his steel muscles under soft skin, making sure I use my fingertips, remembering he doesn’t like being scratched.

“Hmm, if I do this, will that get me your orgasm?” Evan curls his fingers, pressing against my pussy.

“I...yes!” His touch sets off a rocket of an orgasm. My toes curl, my heart thuds as pleasure ripples through me.

I clutch his leg as my body buzzes, the orgasm cascading over me.

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