Page 31 of Tattoo My Heart
The thought should scare me, but instead, it only serves as a reminder that my sudden infatuation with Evie is not something temporary. I want it to be so much more than that.
I am so lost in the taste of her and the way she is moving her hips against mine, I almost miss what she’s saying. But when I do, I freeze in my seat, and it all comes to a halt.
“No way I’m leaving here a virgin.”
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As soon asthe words are out of my mouth, I want to take off running. Why do I have this terrible habit of speaking out loud at the most inopportune moments?
Cal’s body is frozen underneath me. Up until ten seconds ago, he was grinding himself up against my very core. It felt so good, I wanted to weep. When he pulled my shirt over my head, I thought he was a sure thing. In fact, I was just about to shove my modest sized boobs into his face and beg him to molest them in the best of ways.
But now… now we have a problem. He is staring at me like a deer in the headlights while I am pretending that I didn’t just blurt out that I’m a virgin.
“You’re a virgin?” he finally croaks out.
If I wasn’t so turned on and wound up, I’d laugh, because why would I make this up?
I decide that distraction is the way to go at this point. Maybe he’ll forget I’m stupid. Besides, having Cal Prentice relieve me of my virginity will not be the worst thing in the world. I’m too old to carry it around anyway.
“Only for you, Cal.”
I lean over and nip at his bottom lip. I sink my teeth into it a bit harder than I should’ve. He flinches, but only for a second. I don’t give him time to think. Instead, I lap at the spot with the tip of my tongue before sucking gently on it, trying to make it feel better.
“Evie,” he lets out a deep growl that does all sorts of things to my inside. When his hips come up, I discover that the bulge of his erection is still alive and well. All is not lost.
I sit back and bring my hands to the clasp of my bra, undoing it and releasing my breasts from the lacy contraption. His eyes are so focused on my chest, I can feel my nipples getting hard, almost painfully so, shriveling into hard points of desire.
When I give my shoulders a gentle shake, the bra straps slide down my arms until they stop at my elbows. There’s a slight hesitation on my part as I debate if I should let the bra drop all the way, therefore exposing myself completely, or if I should tease him some more.
Nerves that were not present only seconds ago are now making an appearance. In the end, I decide that it has to be now or never. From the slightly terrified albeit turned on look on Cal’s face, I don’t know if I’ll ever have this opportunity with him again.
So, I drop it.
“Jesus fuckin’ Christ,” Cal mumbles as soon as my breasts are completely exposed. “What are you doing to me, Evie?”
I straighten my shoulders and push my chest out a bit more. I don’t have a lot to work with, but he seems to like it anyway, so I don’t worry too much on that front.
When he continues just staring at me, I take the matter into my own hands, literally. My fingers start fumbling with the button of his jeans. When it’s finally undone, I pull the zipper down, holding my breath. As irrational as it sounds, I am expecting his full member to just spring into action and attack me. It makes more sense in my head than in real life.
Cal continues staring at me, presumably in shock, but I don’t care. I finally have the opportunity to get him naked. After this, I’m just going to have to ghost him. I’ve done a decent job of it over the years. This time though, I may need to leave the country to avoid the rest of the family as well. I heard Canada is not so bad…
“Fuck.”
I jump with nervousness when his hands drop over mine. I think he is about to stop me. Instead, he lifts his hips, and me since I am sitting in his lap, and lowers his jeans down what has to be a spectacular ass.
“I can’t believe we’re doing this here,” he grumbles right before sneaking his hand behind my neck and pulling me back into him. I sigh when my bare chest makes contact with the material of his t-shirt. I’d prefer skin on skin contact, but I’m willing to be patient. The man is still not running on all cylinders, I’m sure of it.
“I can’t believe I’m doing it with you,” I reply. And it’s true. No matter how I always felt about Cal, I never imagined in a million years that he’d give me the time of the day enough to get naked with me.
He sucks at my tongue like the pro I am expecting him to be. My hips start moving again, my core seeking his erection like a missile. When they say this is a natural process, they really mean it. I have zero experience in this area, but my body seems to know what it wants on instinct alone.
“You’re so beautiful,” he pulls back just enough to say before diving back into my mouth. His hands move on the skin of my back, causing me to shiver from everything he is making me feel.
When he touches my sides, I almost start giggling like a little girl. It tickles while almost making me feel good. It is the weirdest thing, and I want more of it.
“I want it all,” I whisper against his lips.
“There is not fucking way,” he growls in between wet kisses, “that I am not giving you all. Always,” he lies to me when he promises. We both know this is just a one time thing.
