The Guardian - Rated R excerpts

Chapter 55.1

This is the lead in to chapter 55, also R-rated. It adds the spice some of you like, but it is not necessary for the chapter to continue. This will all have to happen in your imagination if you don't read it. Your choice =J

Chapter 55.1

Evan began to unbutton Emil's red shirt, making it to his navel, when he drew her hands away and unbuttoned his shirt she was wearing. With each faint pop, he slowly spread the material to expose a few inches of her at a time, as if it was a reverse peep show. The seconds dragged agonizingly by as Emil placed a kiss on each bit of bare skin he exposed. Evan held him to her, tangling her fingers in his hair as he kissed lower. She opened her eyes when he stopped moving and was quiet.

"What?" she asked, noting he was staring at her now round stomach.

"Are you doing okay?" he asked. "Your skin is so tight on your stomach. I can't believe how fast you are growing."

Evan hated to admit that she felt like her skin might burst, because that would mean admitting that she was worried and the last thing she wanted was for Emil to worry more than he already did. Nodding, she pulled away, tucking the shirt around her.

"You need to stop doing that. We both know I'm growing fast. It freaks me out every time you act so surprised. Let's just accept that I look like a liver failure patient right now and that we can't do anything about it until this little one arrives," she pleaded as she walked to the living room. She plopped as much as she could plop on the black leather couch that faced the floor to ceiling windows, and stared out at the Saint Louis skyline at dusk. The reflections off the other buildings flashed in the sunset, drenching everything in golden sparks. Silently, Emil leaned over the back of the couch and slipped his hands into her shirt, cupping her breasts as he nuzzled her neck. His hands roved lower over her belly and then he slipped them to the sides to her hips. Evan had turned to him and was drowning in his kisses that brought moans from her throat.

Emil climbed over the back of the couch and then straddled her legs, never breaking the kiss for more than a second. Evan reached for his now bare chest and grazed his nipples, causing them to tighten. When she reached for his waistband, Emil caught her hands with one of his, and drew away with a wicked smile. His heated gaze pinned Evan in place as he pushed her legs apart with his knee and settled between her legs on his knees. Evan tried to draw him up to her, uncertain of what he was up to. Instead of moving up as she thought he would he took her hands and laced their fingers together. They were now skin to skin on their upper bodies, and Emil was trailing fire down her neck and onto each of her breasts, spending as much time on one as he did on the other. He loosened his grip on her left hand to stroke her breast and she tried to reach for him.

"Uh-uh," he purred as he backed out of her reach. He rapidly slipped the stretchy pants she was wearing from her and bent to her, kissing first her right thigh to hip and then across her belly and down her left leg to her knee. He lifted her left leg and kissed the soft hollow behind her knee, causing Evan to burn with need. She felt as if waves of lightning were pouring from Emil to her with each touch. Emil settled her left leg on his shoulder and his next move caused her to throw her head back in ecstasy. He had slipped one finger into her and then bent his head to taste her. Evan began panting and letting out small cries of pleasure as he worked at her faster and explored her more deeply with his mouth and tongue. With his free hand, Emil pulled her hips out so that her legs fell more open to him.

"Emil, please," Evan begged as the sensations coiled tighter and tighter into her belly, threatening to make her implode. Emil slipped two more fingers into her tight body and worked at her with his tongue. The flicking of his tongue across the tight nub of nerves built wave after wave of pleasure, and the pressure of the fullness in her with his fingers made Evan begin to scream out his name.

As Evan writhed on the couch, Emil reached down and released his strangled erection from his pants. Evan climaxed loudly, spilling wetness over Emil's hand, bringing Emil with her. His shattered moan as she wrapped her legs around his shoulders to hold him to her, to keep him still, made her open her eyes. They each broke into uncontrollable laughter when their eyes met, Evan because of the look of total relief on Emil's face, and Emil because of the total abandon he'd succeeded in bringing Evan to.