was Donavan Carver.
He returned to the bed and his close vicinity
drew goose bumps to the surface of her skin. When he bent to open the drawer on
her side of the bed, his abs came into her direct line of sight. Without
thinking, Eve reached out and let her fingers wander over his rippling, tanned flesh
until finding the knot in his towel.
“Don’t even think about it.” He caught her by the
wrist and lowered his mouth to her fingers, sucking gently on the middle one.
She shivered as his warm tongue circled and swirled against her skin.
“I’m naked. Why shouldn’t you be naked?” she
asked in a teasing tone.
“You don’t want me completely naked right now.”
He retrieved a small bottle from the drawer then shut it.
“Oh, I’d beg to differ.”
“Trust me.” He sat on the edge of the bed now and
brushed his mouth lightly over her knuckles. “I only have so much willpower. If
there’s not at least some kind of barrier between my cock and your ass right
now, we’ll both be in big trouble. This is one thing that I can’t do hard and
fast.”
A strange warmth rushed from her toes all the way
into her face. Again, he was determined not to hurt her. Even though he’d had a
hard-on for close to an hour, he wouldn’t let his needs come before her
pleasure. Were all Doms so selfless and considerate of their partners needs?
She found that hard to believe. Donavan possessed a protective nature. Perhaps
seeing his mother treated so poorly had something to do with it. Maybe one day
she would discover what had instilled such a quality in him, but for now, she
was just undoubtedly grateful for it.
She was the portrait of innocence right now,
Donavan thought, skimming his eyes from Eve’s face and down the entire length
of her long, lithe body. An innocent portrait he had every intention of
defiling. His fingers clenched around the bottle of lube he’d taken from the
nightstand and he realized his willpower was quickly dissolving. His cock
throbbed with the need to penetrate her tight virgin ass, but he had to take
this slow. By the time he was through preparing her, he wanted her begging for
him to fuck her in the ass.
“Turn over and lie on your tummy, sweetheart.”
Although he would have loved to see her expression when he inserted his first
finger in her ass, this position would keep her the most relaxed. And above all
else, he needed her relaxed right now.
She did as he asked, pillowing her head on her
folded arms. A new wave of arousal struck him in the gut as he caught sight of
her beautiful, smooth ass, bright red with his mark. Oh yes, he had wailed on
that sweet ass. Probably harder than he should have, given that her reaction
told him this was her first time being spanked.
He hadn’t been able to help himself, though. The
harder his hand came down across those perfect globes, the louder she had
screamed. It was all he could do to stop himself from grabbing a fistful of
hair, jerking her head back, and fucking her pretty mouth. And he would fuck her mouth before the night was over, Donavan silently vowed. But not now.
Now the only need he had was to bury his cock in her ass.
“Will it hurt?” Eve asked so softly he barely
heard her. There was a hint of fear in her tone that didn’t sit well with him.
“Not if I can help it.” Reaching up, he skimmed
his hand down the long line of her back and heard her release a long exhale.
That’s what he needed from her, to breathe out the tension. He positioned
himself on the bed beside her and tried to lighten the mood. “I am a lawyer
after all—fucking people in the ass is my expertise.”
A whimsical, musical stream of laughter tumbled
out of her and she craned her head to look at him. The cheeky smile she flashed
nearly stopped his heart and he suddenly realized the power she wielded over
him. Whether he wanted to admit it or not, Eve was getting to him. Perhaps she
had always gotten to him.
“Well,” she said, smiling as she rested her
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