Chapter 9

I thought I knew what sex was, but I was fucking wrong. My body craved Eva's touch more than it had any other woman. My chest heaved as her mouth captured me, rocketing me to an out-of-this-world experience. Blood roared through my body and flooded my brain, making my ears ring.

Christ, she was extraordinary. Our eyes met, and my heart erupted for her. I knew there was something about Eva when I first laid eyes on her. Now I knew why. She possessed the power to slay me. She was the bright passionflower that overpowered the dark rose embedded in me. If only she knew how much strength she'd given me. She kept asking me why I hadn't been with another woman. Getting close to a woman meant sharing my past. I wasn't ready to do that until now.

This urge to love and protect her seeped into my blood. I shuddered at the sheer desire for her. The feel of Eva, her scent, her voice, everything about her became a crucial part of me. I really didn't understand the emotion. All I knew was that there could be no one else for me.

Eva was it.

"Your hands, mouth, and tongue are remarkable . . ." I crooned. Pleasure mounted in me, and I felt like I could die from the power of it.

It didn't matter how others saw me. I only wanted to be seen and loved by her. Before Eva, my priorities ranged from managing my business and thinking of ways to expand them. Now those things slid behind her. She rose to the top of my list. She meant more to me than she could ever know.

How the fuck did I get here? I didn't have time to contemplate further as she performed a technique that undid me once again.

We didn't eat our pizzas until late at night, when it was time to take her home.