Chapter 7

SEVEN

Evie

I feel like I’m overheating. That’s why I first start to pull off my clothes. When Hendrix follows suit, and I feel his bare skin against mine, I realize what a great idea it was.

I feel crazed, completely out of control right now, and I never want it to stop.

“That’s it. Be a good girl and rub yourself all over my cock,” Hendrix orders, and I swear that I almost combust.

“Oh God,” I cry out as his hands find my breasts, and I arch into his hold.

“Think I don’t know what my girl likes? I’ve been reading all of those damn romance books, watching you. I know what parts turn you on, what you want out of a man. I read those books too so that I would know exactly how to please you,” he tells me as his lips trail over my breast to my nipple.

“I…I, are you serious? Did you really do that?” I pant as my hips circle the hard length underneath me.

“Of course. I’d do anything for you, Evie. I’d do anything to be what you want,” he tells me, and the look in his eyes is so intense that it stalls the breath in my lungs.

“You are, Hendrix,” I promise him quietly.

“You are… everything, Evie. All that I want. All that I can ever think about. You hum in the next room, and I’m instantly distracted. I thought about emptying out a room for you to work in, but I love being able to see you every time I look out my office door so much that I can’t do it.”

“I need you,” I cry out, and he nods once, gripping my hips and flipping me over underneath him.

His big body comes down over me for just a second, and then he’s leaning up, grabbing my jeans, and ripping them down my legs. He tosses them and my panties over his shoulder, and I lick my lips as he pushes off his own jeans and boxers.

I inhale sharply when I get a look at his cock, and my mouth and pussy both start to water as I take him in. He stands to push his clothes the rest of the way off, and I can’t resist. I lean forward and lick up his length.

“Shit!” Hendrix shouts, almost tripping over his pants and falling backward. “Fuck, Evie. Are you trying to make me embarrass myself?”

“I just wanted to taste you. I’ve never sucked on a dick before.”

“Fuck,” he groans, his cock jerking with my words.

I lick my lips when I see a pearl drop form on the tip, and I lean forward again before he can stop me and lick it up.

“You want this?” he asks, wrapping his hand around his length, and I nod shyly. “Open up then, baby.”

I do as he says and open my mouth wide for him. His cock is hot and heavy as it rests on my tongue, and I scoot forward, taking more of him into my mouth. There’s no way that I’ll be able to take all of him, but I’m willing to give it my best shot.

Hendrix doesn’t seem to mind my lack of technique. Not if the groans coming from above me are any indication.

His hands tangle in my hair, and I moan as he tugs on the strands.

“Fuck, Evie. That’s it, baby. Just like that. God, you’re sucking my cock so fucking good. Such a good girl,” he praises, and I suck him harder, my cheeks hollowing out with the effort.

My hand wraps around the length that I can’t fit in my mouth, and I work him in time with my lips and tongue. I feel his cock swell against my tongue, and I moan, swallowing around him. I can tell that he’s close to coming, and I want him to finish in my mouth.

“Okay, that’s enough of that,” he growls, stepping away from me.

“No!” I shout, surprising both of us as I drop to my knees before him. “I want to know what you taste like. I want you to come in my mouth.”

He curses above me but doesn’t stop me when I wrap my lips around him again and start up the same rhythm. It doesn’t take him long before his dick starts to pulse on my tongue, and then he’s coming.

His release is hot and salty as it splashes against the back of my throat, and I work to swallow quickly, not wanting to miss a drop.

I let him go with a pop and grin up at him. He looks absolutely feral as he stares down at me, and I do my best to memorize this look.

He moves so fast that it startles me, and I gasp as he pushes me back down to the floor. The fire crackles next to us, and it warms me almost as much as he does when his body comes down over me.

His mouth is all over me, and I moan as his lips latch onto one of my nipples. His teeth scrap over the sensitive peak, and I cry out, arching up into him.

“So fucking pretty,” he murmurs against my flushed skin, and I shiver underneath him.

He prowls down the length of my body, gripping my thighs and shoving them wide as he settles between them. I’ve never been naked in front of someone before, and I know that I should probably be self-conscious, but I can’t find it in me. Not with Hendrix. Not with the way that he’s looking at me.

I’m close to the edge before he even touches my pussy. With the first lick, I cry out. With the second, I start to squirm, trying to get closer to him. With the third, I go flying over the edge.

I come against his face, my feet digging into the rug beneath me as I rub myself against his mouth.

“Again,” Hendrix orders, and I cry out as his hands grip my ass, holding me up to his mouth so that he can feast on me.

I lose track of time and everything else as he uses his tongue teeth, and mouth on me. His tongue traces a path around my clit, the pressure butterfly soft, and I let out a frustrated sob as he continues to tease me.

“Hendrix!” I shout, and I can feel him grinning against my soaked core.

“That’s a good girl. Beg me to let you come.”

I gasp, my legs shaking as I do what he says.

“Please, Hendrix. Please make me come. I need it. I need you,” I babble.

He buries his face between my legs then and eats at me like a man starved. It doesn’t take long for me to come again, and I swear that I see stars this time.

My body is liquid as I come down from my high, my limbs spread out on the floor around me, the fire warming me as Hendrix kisses his way up my body.

His cock nudges my opening, and we both groan as he slips through my slick folds. My hands cling to his biceps, and I meet his dark gaze as he starts to push into me. The pressure feels strangely good, and my nails dig into his arms as I hold onto him.

He hits my virginity and we both tense, our eyes locking. I give him a slight nod, and he leans down, kissing me as he thrusts into me, popping my cherry and making me his. I can taste myself on his lips, and I wonder if he can taste himself on my tongue. I moan at the flavor of us mixing together and kiss him harder as he bottoms out inside of me.

Hendrix groans, and I push on his shoulders until he pulls back and looks down at me in confusion.

“Am I hurting you?” he asks, and I shake my head.

“No, I just… I want to watch. Can you lean back?”

He grits his teeth as he does as I ask and leans back on his heels. I stare down my body, my mouth dropping open when I see his thick length stretching my tight cunt.

“I can’t believe that I can take all of you,” I whisper in wonder.

“Please stop talking,” he begs, and I grin up at him.

“I thought that Marines were supposed to be strong,” I taunt him, and he growls.

He grips my thigh, dragging it higher up his body, and we both groan as he starts to fuck me. I watch him move in and out of me for as long as I can. When the pressure gets to be too much, I collapse back on the floor and watch Hendrix’s face as he starts to rut into me.

He moves like a man possessed, and I love that I get to see him like this. I get to watch him unravel and know that it’s me who is his undoing. Hendrix is always so stoic and stone-faced, but not now. Not with me.

“Be a good girl,” he growls down at me. “And come all over my cock.”

That’s all it takes, and I scream his name as I reach my peak.

“Fuck!” he shouts as he follows me over the edge, and I feel his come splash inside of me as we come together.

Hendrix rolls over so that he doesn’t crush me, his arms wrapping around me as he pulls me against is chest. We’re both breathing hard, and I curl up against his side, enjoying the post-orgasm high and the feeling of his warmth and the fire next to us.

I’m not sure when I close my eyes, but I must, and I must drift off too, but I could swear that just before I fall asleep, I hear Hendrix whisper that he loves me.

Must be a dream, I think as sleep pulls me under.