Page 22 of The Boy Next Door
Chapter Eleven
Evan
Shit. What is she talking about, losing me? Emma gnaws at her lip, her eyes beginning to well with tears.
“What are you talking about?” I ask.
“I just...” She shakes her head. “It’s just.” She exhales, frustrated. “It’s a lot. I know you’ve done this a thousand times with who knows how many girls. We’re friends and I don’t want you to think that I’m—that I’m...”
I grab her chin and she stops rambling. “Look at me,” I whisper. “I’ve never done this before.”
She frowns, confused.
I sigh. “Last night was my first time, too.”
There’s a long stretch of silence. My pulse thrums in my ears waiting for her to say something. Finally, she huffs and rolls her eyes. “Oh, give me a break, Evan.”
“I’m serious.”
“The fact that you would even try to lie to me is insulting.”
“Em, I’ve never fucked another girl.” She shifts in the bed like she’s going to get up, but I grab her shoulders and pin her down, lowering my face above hers. “I’m serious. I wouldn’t lie to you.”
I notice her jaw clench. Her nostrils flare. God, she’s getting pissed.
“I mean it. I couldn’t bring myself to be with anyone else because...” I swallow. I’m about as vulnerable as I’m ever going to be right now, but fuck it. “I’ve always been in love with you.”
Her expression passes from angry to confused to shocked then back to confused. Her chest rises on a deep swell. “Evan. Don’t...”
“I’ve been in love with you since the first time I met you on the playground and threw sand at you. You remember when I told you I loved you on your back porch? I meant it like this.” I brush my thumb over her lips before gently kissing them. “Iloveyou, Em.”
Her silence causes my pulse to ratchet up higher and higher. How many lines are we going to cross today? Sex. Love...
“I love you, too.” She grabs my face, pulling my lips to hers in a kiss that quickly grows urgent.
I pull her against me, the full roundness of her tits against my chest making my dick grow. I fist her hair and she moans. Her fingers trail down my stomach to my cock. And then she freezes. Her touch is timid, uncertain, so I kiss her again and place my hand over hers, guiding it up and down. “I like this,” I say, before I slip my hand between her legs. I groan at how wet she is. Just touching her nearly makes me come. Her hand works over me for a second and I feel everything tense.
“Stop...” My hips buck. “Stop.” I grab her wrist and force her to hand to still. “It feels too good,” I say as I kiss my way down her body to her thighs. “You feel too good and I need this to last.”
Spreading her thighs, I sweep my tongue over her clit, unable to get enough of her taste.
I tease her. Slow and fast. Hard and soft. I take my time because I want her spiraling out of control.
After a few minutes, I have her grinding against my face. My dick aches to be inside her. But I want her to come. Right now.
Her breathing grows uneven, her movements go from fluid to frantic. She shudders when her thighs tense around my head on a moan. Fuck, I love the way she sounds when she comes.
I give her a second to recover, gently kissing over her thigh. “That was...” She takes a breath. “God...”
And then, she’s on her knees on the bed. My gaze trails over her tits, her tight, pink nipples, the perfect curve of her waist. It’s almost too much when I watch her take my cock and slowly slip it between her warm lips. I fight to keep my eyes from closing, because I want to watch her suck me off. It’s so innocent, but it’s so filthy.
When she takes me back into her throat, I fist her hair. “Damn, Em,” I say with a hiss. Her tongue circles around my shaft. I’m overwhelmed. I fuck her mouth, gripping her hair. There’s no delaying this any longer. I’m coming, and quick. Maybe I should be embarrassed, but it feels too good to care. Closing my eyes, the orgasm rips through me with a fury of moans. My muscles tense and twitch when she keeps sucking, swallowing back my come. “Fuck,” I growl right before she pulls me out of her mouth.
I drag my hand down my face, wiping the sweat away before pulling Emma to my chest. I kiss the top of her head, combing my hands through her tangled hair.
I’ve wanted this forever and there’s not a chance in hell I’m letting it go.
