Page 63 of Five Days to Be Mine

“She sounds awful.”

“Not my favourite person.” He touches my cheek with his knuckles.

“How did you find out that you were…not a submissive?”

“It was a process. My older brother Noel helped. My mom was the one who started to question Hannah’s whole story about being pregnant and then my parents got involved. I resented the hell out of them for meddling.”

I squeeze his fingers lightly. “It sounds like an awful time.”

“It’s the past now, mostly. See, I told you I'm not a catch.” He leans over me and cuts a piece of cake with the fork and holds it to my lips.

I open my mouth, and take the cake into my mouth.

“You did tell me that you’re terrible.” My hands slide in between his legs. “But I kind of like you.”

His grin is so over the top and ridiculous. I laugh.

“You need to know what you’re getting into, Mara. I don’t want you to run out the door.”

Those words should have made me afraid and in a far-off corner of my mind, they do.

But with the chocolate cake coating my taste buds, the scent of the wine on his lips as he leans down to kiss me, the passion in his touch make the fear disappear for the moment.

I want this man as much as he’s made it plain that he wants me.

“Since I’m already down here.” I giggle, reaching for his belt buckle.

“Are you comfortable?”

I shift, so that my knees are a little further apart. “I’m okay, why?”

“Because I want to fuck that pretty mouth.” Evan takes a pillow from the couch and shoves it under my knees.

“That’s better,” I murmur.

“Good.” His hand on my nape feels so strong it sends hot shivers through my body.

His pants are off, and his cock is free.

“I love your cock.” I slide my hand along his length, following the slight curve to his balls. I cup his sac gently in my hands.

“And I love watching you suck it, princess.” He guides my head to it, but I'm already opening my mouth.

His musky taste dances on my taste buds. I suck just the head. He moans above me as my tongue dips along his slit. “Good girl, princess.”

His sultry tone has me flooding between my legs. I take more of him into my mouth, swallowing on his length, still playing with his balls.

“Mara, you’re driving me wild.”

His admission drives me further on, and I lick his salty underside.

I want to see him lose control and I double my efforts.

Evan laughs. “Not so fast, princess.”

13 EVAN

Wrapping my fist in her hair, I tug, directing her to a slower pace.

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