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Evan

Sienna was my fucking soulmate. She knew exactly where to take me after my dad’s funeral. I didn’t have to say a word. Her kisses were magic, too — the only thing that could reach me in my dark place.

I gazed at her now, in the rain. Her tight, black skirt was still partly pushed up and looked heavy with water. Her silky black button-up clung to her beautiful body. Her long dark hair dripped, and her eye make-up ran down her cheeks in little black rivers.

Sienna slowly walked toward me, and my heart pounded. Her movements were like poetry written for my eyes only. She pressed her body and lips back into mine, and the agonizing pain in my chest shrank to a dull ache.

I ran my hands all over her body while we kissed. My senses were alive like I was exploring a new place, but my hands remembered every inch of her. It was like returning home.

Why the hell did I push her away so hard? She was the only one that made me feel even half-way human.

I jerked her sopping wet skirt back up all the way and sank onto the picnic bench. The park was completely deserted, and I fucking wanted her. I slid her little black panties down and kissed between her thighs. Sienna gasped and tipped her head back, letting the rain splash down on her beautiful face.

When I stopped kissing, she turned her face downward to meet my gaze and immediately reached for my belt buckle. Did I want to have sex with Sienna? Every damn day. But I would have been satisfied just touching her.

Sienna slid my cock out of my pants, and I was aware of the cold splashes of rain that landed on me, but I only felt the heat from Sienna’s hand as she rubbed up and down my length. I groaned, closed my eyes, and said her name, “Sienna.”

When she lowered herself onto my cock, my eyes shot open and met her gaze. My head was in hell after the week I’d just had, but my cock was in heaven — deep inside Sienna. And don’t they always say that men think with their dicks anyway? I could easily let it win and go to heaven with Sienna.

Sienna lifted her hips and brought them back down to create the tiniest bit of friction. She pressed her lips to my ear and whispered, “Is this okay?”

I nodded and whispered in her ear, “Always fuck me, okay?” I slid my hands down to let them enjoy the smooth, bare skin of her backside. The rain still pelted us, but it only made me want her more. The air all around us was ice cold, but the air between us was molten. I locked lips with Sienna and pulled her into me until I was as deep as I could go. Then Sienna started rolling her hips in a perfect rhythm. The faster she moved, the harder I held her body against mine.

I released her for a moment to tear open her shirt. Then I buried my face in her cleavage. I kissed the tops of her breasts but wasn’t satisfied. I slid my hands into her shirt and unhooked her bra. The second it fell away, I took her right nipple in my mouth.

Sienna threw her head back and moaned, but the storm swallowed the sound. Almost as if she knew I needed to hear her pleasure, she then pressed her lips against my neck and let out another soft moan. She rocked her hips faster until I was nearing climax.

“Sienna,” I whispered against her cheek.

“Come inside of me, Evan.” She closed her eyes and bit her lip like she was on the edge of her own climax. Sienna’s gasps of pleasure hit, and I felt her tighten around me. I followed close behind, unable to hold back my moans.

I fucking felt Sienna in my soul. And I was right, for just a minute, she’d taken me straight to heaven.

We pressed our foreheads together, breathing heavily, hardly able to see through the now pouring rain. Sienna slid off my lap and grabbed her stilettos and pair of panties that she’d discarded on the ground. They were dripping with mud. I zipped up my pants and followed her through the downpour back to her car.

We climbed inside, both of us dripping and creating little puddles everywhere in her car. Before either of us could say a word, my phone rang. It was soaked from the rain but apparently still functioning. When I tugged it from my pocket and saw that it was Bea, I sighed and answered.

“Evan?” Her voice was muffled from the rain. “Where are you? We can’t find you anywhere, but your car’s still here! Are you okay?”

I sighed. “Yeah, Bea. I’m fine. I went for a drive with a friend. I’ll be back in twenty, okay?”

“Why would you leave your family on the day of dad’s funeral to go be with some random friend?” Bea sounded angry and hysterical. I didn’t blame her. Our dad was dead.

“I needed some air, Bea.” I leaned against the seat and closed my eyes. I felt the car begin to move as Sienna backed out of her parking spot and headed for the funeral home.

“Just come back right now! Mom needs you!”

It was a selfish ass move for me to run away with Sienna today. I knew it. But my dad made me promise to take care of myself first before I tried to take care of my mom and sisters. That was all I was guilty of with Sienna — putting myself first.

“I’m coming, Bea.” I sighed and hung up the phone before she could start chewing me out.

Sienna glanced over at me when we stopped at a red light. “I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have taken you away from your family. I—”

“Stop, Sienna. You took the pain away, even if just for a second, and that’s exactly what I needed. Don’t say sorry. Just let it be one of those perfect moments when the rain washes all the bad shit away.” I drummed my fingers against the window as we neared the funeral home. I knew Sienna wasn’t mine. I’d fucked that up too much— but I’d hold on to this moment as long as I could.

Sienna chewed on her lower lip and pulled up right in front of the funeral home. She was shivering from the cold, or maybe from emotion.

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