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“I wondered how Pete the Dog got the box down from the closet.”
“If it hadn’t been for those damn beavers…” Evan started. Then he squeezed my hand and looked at me, his eyes clouded with regret. “Are you mad?”
I sat with my feelings for a moment before I answered. Anger wasn’t one of them. I was embarrassed that he’d found my vibrator, but even that seemed silly. In the short time we’d been together, he made me realize nothing should be off limits between us, especially when it came to talking about our needs, in and out of the bedroom.
“No, I’m not mad. A little embarrassed, but I know I shouldn’t be. Why didn’t you just tell me what happened?”
“Tell you I’d found your battery-operated boyfriend and single-handedly ruined him?” Evan shook his head. “It didn’t seem like the best option at the time.”
“But you’re telling me now.”
He nodded. “Like I said, I don’t want there to be secrets between us. I’m sorry I didn’t say something before, but I’m planning on making it up to you if you’ll let me.”
“I kind of like the sound of that. What do you have in mind exactly?” I was still turned on by his enthusiastic greeting from when I’d walked in the door. Sitting on his bed, surrounded by his scent, and holding a sex toy in my hand only added to the heat racing through me.
“What would you say to a threesome? You, me, and Patton?” He took the box from my hand and slowly opened the top. “I don’t mind sharing you, as long as it’s with a hunk of silicone.”
Nervous anticipation rolled through me. I’d never tried something like what Evan was suggesting before. It would be another first shared between us. “I’m game. As long as you’re the one inside me when I come.”
“Moon pie, I’m an easygoing guy, but being inside you when you come is one thing I’m never going to share with anyone or anything.” Evan got up from the bed with the thick purple vibrator in hand. “I’ll go wash him off for his inaugural run. You wait right here.”
I watched him go, enjoying the way those gray sweats clung to his hips as he headed toward the bathroom. Things between me and Evan had changed so quickly, my head was still spinning as I tried to make sense of it all. There was one thing I knew for sure, though. He was it for me. He’d owned a piece of my heart for years. The only thing that had changed was that now he’d claimed all of it.
CHAPTER27
Evan
MakingFrannie come had become my favorite way to spend my free time. I loved the little noises she made when she was close, and the way her hips moved against me as she sought release. I was in heaven tonight because she’d been doing both.
Soft little whimpers floated past her lips as I teased her with her new present. Based on how her body responded, I was more than happy to share the limelight with the purple toy as long as my cock was the one to finish the job.
I eased the vibrator in and out while it rumbled in my hand. Seeing her so turned-on had given me the boner of a lifetime. I reached down and squeezed the tip of my dick to alleviate a bit of pressure. Frannie wrapped her hand around my shaft while her tongue delved deep into my mouth.
That was enough. Tossing the toy to the side, I sandwiched myself between her thighs. She was so fucking wet it didn’t take any effort at all to slide into her. Nice and slow. I savored every fraction of an inch. The walls of her sex clenched around me. It was cheesy as fuck, but all I could think as I seated myself deep inside her was that I was coming home.
Being with Frannie wasn’t just a release, it was a whole-body experience. Even my heart got in on the action. We’d always been close, but making love forged such a deep connection between us. If I could spend the next fifty years buried inside her, I would. It’s where I felt the most safe, the most at home, and the most loved.
“That’s it, baby,” I whispered against her lips.
She moved her hips back and forth, taking me deeper with each thrust. Her hair spilled over the pillow and her eyelids hovered half-closed. She was close.
“I’ve got you. Just let go.”
Her nails dug into my biceps as her body tensed. I loved everything about making love to Frannie, but the second right before she came was my favorite part. She looked up at me, a half smile on her swollen lips. Her eyes sparkled, then rolled back in her head as she gave herself over to her release. In the hours I’d spent memorizing the contours of her curves, I’d learned how to give her multiple “Os” right in a row. Instead of stopping, I continued to move, angling my hips to glide against the secret spot I’d found hidden inside.
“Evan…” She dragged me down on top of her and clasped her ankles together behind my back as the next wave rolled over her. “I think you’re trying to kill me.”
I chuckled. “No, baby. I’m trying to make you feel alive.”
She pulled back enough to make eye contact. “I love you.”
Staring down at her, my heart filled with enough sappy, sugary crap to keep me on a natural high for the rest of my life. “I love you, too. Now be a good girl and let me take care of you. We’ve already mastered two. I want to see if I can give you a third.”
For once in her life, Frannie didn’t argue. She lay back, sucked in a deep breath, and watched me kiss my way down her body. Her gaze held mine while I nipped at the sensitive flesh of her upper thigh. Then she dissolved around my tongue as I licked and lapped deep into her sweet heat. She was mine, and I was hers, which was exactly how we were meant to be.
My muscles groanedas I stretched my legs. I’d fallen asleep wrapped around Frannie, playing big spoon to her smaller frame. The sun filtered in through a break in my shades. It had to be after seven already. A quick glance at the clock confirmed it. Somehow, we’d slept past the alarm. Or maybe I hadn’t even set an alarm because I’d been so distracted.
“Frannie, wake up. It’s seven fifteen already. We overslept.” I rubbed my palm over her bare arm. There was nothing better than waking up with my arms wrapped around Frannie, her soft skin tucked against my chest.
