Page 32 of EverGreene
What the hell? So, this had been some sort of elaborate setup? A way to lure me into her bedroom like the temptress that she is? I put my hands on my hips, one of which would be sporting a bruise after hitting Ever’s floor, and did my best to glare at her through my mask.
“What? Didn’t think I saw you outside working on my car? Isn’t that why you had your freakishly large friend come over to install this?” Ever held up her phone. “I thought you always wanted me to know who was lurking around my house?”
I sighed, holding out a hand in a gesture that conveyed, Okay, you got me.
Ever turned off her vibrator and set it down on the bed next to her. “How the hell did you get in my car, by the way?”
Oh, shit.I should have figured that was going to come up sooner or later. I’d just hoped to distract her with sex first. With the way she was glaring at me, I knew she wasn’t going to take kindly to me changing the subject.
“Very funny, V.” Ever rolled her eyes, and I mimed opening the door to her 4Runner. “But I know the door was locked. Though I guess I can’t be too shocked that you carry around some sort of locksmith tool and know how to break into vehicles.”
Yes, a locksmith tool. Let’s go with that.
“I was going to have the headlight fixed myself.”
I cocked my head to the side, crossing my arms in front of me like a stern parent.
“What? I was. Eventually. Don’t look at me like that. You have no business being as cocky as you are.” Ever leaned over to open the drawer of her nightstand, pulling out something I couldn’t quite see. “Here.” She tossed the object to me, which landed in my gloved hand. I opened it to find the modulator.
“I’m done playing charades.”
I nodded, turning around to lift my mask up just enough to fit the modulator in my mouth. I’d never used anything like this before and was skeptical it would even work, but I figured it was worth the risk if it meant I could have a conversation with Ever instead of all this Marcel Marceau bullshit.
Here goes nothing. I turned around, noticing Ever’s unexpectedly anxious face staring back at me.
“Be a good girl and come here, my little bird,” I said, speaking an octave lower to mask my real voice in the event the modulator didn’t work as advertised, which was entirelyunnecessary because what came out of my mouth was even deeper and more primal than anything that had ever come out of my mouth before. Hell, I was almost turned on by myself.
Ever’s eyes widened, her mouth falling in disbelief as she stared at me from the bed, frozen.
Methodically and without breaking eye contact with her, I stripped off my gloves and let them fall to the floor, reaching out a finger to beckon to her. “I said, Come here.”
She exhaled a shaky breath and stood up from the bed, freezing in place when I spoke again.
“Bring your toy.”
She looked behind her at the purple vibrator on the comforter and then back at me again. I nodded at her, and she reached behind her back, grabbing the toy before cautiously making her way over to me. My eyes raked down her naked body, taking in her full breasts down to her hips that were the perfect fit for my hands to grab onto as I took her from behind. Her face flushed as though reading my thoughts.
I held my hand out, nodding at the vibrator. Hand trembling, she handed it to me as I reached out with my other hand, lightly caressing her cheek, our eyes locking through my mask. “Turn around, baby.”
I pushed Ever’s hair to the side, running my fingers up the length of her spine. Dark hair, featuring the whisper of waves lapping against the small of her back, contrasted with alabaster skin unmarred by blemishes. She shuddered against my touch, and her body fell back into mine with the push of my hand against her clavicle. Fingers trailing to her throat, I lightly held her neck, turning her head to the side so that I could whisper in her ear.
“Tell me, Ever, who did you think about last night when you were teasing me with your phone?” I turned on the vibrator,running it down the space between her breasts. “While using this.”
Ever’s voice shook, and the full weight of her body pushed against my chest, her legs already losing stability. “You.” Her voice was as quiet as snow falling in a meadow. If I listened long enough, I may even be able to hear the beating of her heart from deep inside her chest.
“What was that? I couldn’t hear you.” I trailed the vibrator down her abdomen, to her pelvis, stalling at the apex of her thighs. A gasp escaped from her as I clutched her tightly against my body, parting her labia with the vibrator and forcing it to hover just shy of her clit.
Her body trembled while her hand clasped onto my arm as though mooring herself to something sturdier to stay on her feet. “You, V. I thought of you.”
“How often do you think of me?” I moved the toy up a fraction of a millimeter, gripping Ever even tighter when her body seemed on the verge of crumbling.
“Every day since I felt your presence watching me.”
It was my turn to be taken off guard. How long had she known I’d been watching her? I’d taken so many precautions to make sure she never saw me. Well fuck, I guess I did, in fact, suck at being a stalker, after all, which was maybe a good thing?
“Do you think of anyone else, or am I the only one?” The vibrator was now a breath away from its intended destination, and I could feel Ever trying to position her body to make contact with the silicone toy. Her whimpers became music to my dick.
“Someone is losing their patience.” I pulled the toy away, chastising her. “Did I give you the impression that you were in control here? Because I don’t recall giving you that impression,little bird. Now answer my question, who else do you think of when you’re alone in your bed with this buried inside of you?”
