Page 36 of Hot and Bothered
I sucked in a loud gulp of air, and my head immediately cleared. Then he did something with his fingers, hitting the most perfect spot inside me, and I exploded, stars flooding my vision, my eyes wide and sightless. I cried out my pleasure, my fingers and toes curling and clenching. He didn’t let up, continuing his ministrations until I slowly fell back down to earth.
I slumped against his chest, my body going limp with a soft moan.
“That was…” I tried to speak, but my tongue was thick and heavy in my mouth. “Wow.”
Evan chuckled lightly and kissed the top of my head.
“I’m glad you enjoyed it.”
I shifted to sit up and felt the hardness in his jeans. My heartbeat, which had been slowing, jumped in my chest.
“What about you?” I asked, my cheeks flushing.
He shook his head and gave me a soft kiss.
“Don’t worry about me,” he said.
I opened my mouth to protest, but he pressed a finger to my lips.
“It’s getting late,” he said. “We should get to bed.”
I nodded, disappointment warring with relief. I wasn’t sure if I was ready for anything else, but I didn’t want to leave Evan unsatisfied.
But I didn’t have time to say anything else about it, because he stood from the sofa and swooped me up in his arms. I giggled and rested my head on his chest. Instead of stopping at the spare room, he headed to his bedroom and set me down on my feet.
“Are we—?” I asked nervously.
“If you’re okay with sleeping in the same bed?” He almost sounded as nervous as I did.
I nodded, ducking my head to hide my blush. He tipped my chin up to meet his eyes.
“I never want to do anything you’re uncomfortable with,” he said. “You can always tell me if we’re going too fast. Okay?”
My heart swelled in my chest.
“Okay,” I said with a small smile. “This isn’t too fast.”
Feeling Evan’s arms wrapped around me, my back to his as he curled around me protectively, listening to his slowing heartbeat and soft breathing all night…
Nothing could have been better.
15
Iwrung my hands in my lap as Evan drove me to the photoshoot. Lizzy and Grant had scheduled it for a day when the bar was closed, so Evan told me he would come along.
“You don’t have to,” I told him. “I’ll be fine.”
“And miss your big break into the biz?”
He winked at me, and I laughed.
“I’m pretty sure this is going to be a one-time thing,” I told him. “I don’t really want to be a model. But the extra cash is going to be nice. I just hope I do a good job.”
“And that’s why I’m coming,” he said. “To cheer you on from the sidelines.”
I hadn’t experienced much of that in my life. Having someone cheer me on, having someone on my side. It was nice. It was more than nice. It was heartwarming and thrilling and scary all at the same time. What if I totally sucked? I didn’t want to let Evan, or Lizzy, down.
But knowing that Evan was there to encourage me helped ease that knot of anxiety in my belly.
