Page 65 of Tattoo My Heart
I step inside her house and close the door behind me. The soft click echoes all around us, with a finality ring to it. Today feels extremely important.
Just as I am following her as she leads me to her bedroom, my cell phone starts ringing. A quick glance shows that it’s my father. I frown at the screen. He doesn’t call me very often, and I worry it might be important.
“Give me just a second, baby.”
Evie nods in understanding. “I’ll be waiting for you in there.” She continues walking toward her bedroom, leaving me temporarily distracted and wondering why I’m not following her.
“What’s going on?” I answer the phone, hoping that the tone of my voice conveys I’m not in it for a long conversation. I adjust myself in my jeans, trying to alleviate some of the pain the constricting material is inflicting on me at the moment.
“I hear you’re bringing someone to the party,” he gets straight to the point.
“News travels fast,” I laugh, knowing perfectly well that it is his wife, Evie’s mother, who told him about it. She’s been obsessing about this damn party.
“It is a big deal,” dad chuckles into the phone. “You are not known for bringing dates to these parties. She must be special.”
His comment puts a grin on my face. “She is very special,” I confirm. “I can’t wait for you to meet her.”
I’m pretty sure everyone will be shocked when I walk in with Evie on my arm. It will be the best day of my life. One of many, because I have no intention to let her go. She is everything I never knew I was missing from my life.
“Well, I hope you’re prepared for all the questions that are going to come your way,” dad warns me. “And I hope this girl will be ready for it, too.”
“Oh, she will be,” I laugh, “she definitely will be.
“I hear that Evelyn is bringing someone as well,” dad continues. I am just about ready to start laughing at that, but I try to contain myself. “Her mother is very excited about it, she can’t wait to meet him.”
“I hope she’ll like the guy.”
I am standing in Evie’s living room, grinning like an idiot, when my eyes clash with hers. She is down the small hallway, in the doorway of her bedroom. The intensity on her face kills all the amusement.
“I have to go, dad. Something came up.”
I don’t wait for him to comment or say anything back, I just hang up. I throw my phone on the couch and wait. It seems as if Evie is in turmoil over there. I have no idea how I can tell this, but I just can.
A few long seconds go by, and we are still staring at each other. I let out a sigh of relief when she starts walking toward me. It doesn’t take her long to reach me. She places a soft hand to the middle of my chest and pushes me back.
“Sit,” she whispers. I can’t tell if she is scared or excited. I just follow the instructions without thinking, and drop on the couch behind me.
With slow movements, Evie pulls the dress she’s wearing over her head. The breath catches in the back of my throat when I see that she is naked underneath.
When her arms come back down, she slowly glides her hands over her breasts, stopping to pinch her nipples and gasping in excitement when they get hard in an instant. And so do I.
I thought I was hard when I walked into this house. That was nothing compared to what I have going on in my jeans right now. I might actually die from a lack of oxygen and blood combo.
With one hand still holding her small but perfect breasts, she moves her other hand down her stomach, then over her mound, until the tips of her fingers reach her pussy.
“Evie,” I gasp for air. I am definitely deprived by now.
She teases me for just a second, with her fingers dipping inside but coming back out way before I was ready for her to do so. She drops to her knees in front of me, and her hands go to undo my jeans. I am so ready for this, but I don’t think she is.
“What are you doing, baby?” I finally ask. Not that I don’t like it, but her sucking me has been a disaster so far. I don’t want to put her in an uncomfortable situation. Not when all I want to do is fuck her, then hold her.
“I’m going to blow your mind, Cal Prentice,” she whispers just as she pulls my cock out. “Are you ready?”
TWENTY-ONE
My day today felt chaotic.Work was busier than usual, not to mention, between Nancy and I, we managed to ruin three flower arrangements that had to be started from scratch. My head was just not into it. All I could think of was Cal.
He’s become an obsession for me. I’m not sure how to feel about it. This is definitely not what I was feeling when I was younger. But having that foundation to build on has been amplifying my emotions when it came to him.
