It Was Always You

Chapter Thirteen

He was so hot staring at her the way he was, and she couldn't believe someone like him wanted someone like her. Maybe this was a mistake, and she was only going to be faced with heartbreak in the end. But something deep down told her that wasn't going to be the case. She wasn't sure where this confidence was coming from, knowing that this was it. This was the moment she had been waiting for probably her whole entire life.

Evan wasn't like any man she had ever come across. He was caring, tentative, understanding and so humble it nearly made her cry with joy that she had walked in front of his path. He may have some baggage but honestly who didn't? He was a caring father who supported and loved his daughter more than anything in the world.

He was perfect, but no one was, and she wanted nothing more than to give herself to him, her whole self with no restrictions.

Her breathing came in fast as he continued to pull down her pants, catching her underwear along the way as they slip over her hips, over her ass as she slightly lifted up so he could continue to draw them down her slender legs and completely off.

She wasn't a virgin, and she wasn't oblivious how things worked. But she has never experienced this soft and tender caress on her body as he splayed his hands on her calves and slowly, painfully slowly, stroke her skin with a soft touch up to her knees then to her outer thighs until he reached her hips. Goosebumps erupted all over her skin and pleasure raced and danced across her being.

"God, you're so beautiful." He whispered in awe as he stared everywhere he could, only making her blush even more.

Then without a moment's hesitation he dipped his head, spreading her legs and inhales her scent erupting a stroke of lightning of pleasure through her core. A loud gasp escapes her as his tongue darts out and licks her mound with no reservations.

Groaning his voice thickens with a hint of strain as he said, "God you fucking taste good too."

Not waiting on a response from her he goes right back in and sucks in the little nub of her center playing with it to his heart's content. Rush after rush of sublime pleasure vibrates within her causing her breathing to become erratic and fast. Clenching the couch cushion tightly she couldn't help opening wider for him as he takes both ass cheeks and spreads her wider, digging his fingers into her soft flesh as he eats her out in abandon, not slowing down nor giving any kind of mercy.

"E-Evan!" She cried out as a wave of ecstasy clashes inside, erupting into a volcano of pleasure she never felt before from any man she's ever been with, curling her toes.

He comes up from between her legs and smiles wickedly, his chin and lips wet with her essence. Trying to control her breathing she sits up taking a hold of his crotch where his throbbing member strained against his pants. He grunts as his entire body tightens from her hand on his person.

"Fuck." He moaned.

But before she could do anything he suddenly gets up from the couch, grabs her hand and pulls her after him straight to the opposite side of the house where Shasta was sleeping in her room. He pulls her through the study and quickly locks the door. A fire was already blazing in the hearth, like he does most nights. It gave the room a soft golden orange glow.

She stands there half naked as he goes straight for the bathroom that was off to the side, this house nearly had one in every room she had discovered while cleaning. Coming back out he takes a throw blanket off the little love seat in front of the office desk and splayed it on the rug in front of the fire.

Then he faced her.

For a long moment they stare at one another. Then he slowly reaches out a hand and she doesn't hesitate to nearly run to it, grabbing it like it was a lifeline that she needed to grab, or she would drown from the overwhelming feelings coursing through her.