as he bites me.
“Ouch,” I scream, trying to wiggle free.
Evan holds me tight, his large hand smoothing over the teeth marks. As he caresses my ass he says, “Your ass is a perfect peach.” He continues to squeeze it again. Looking over my shoulder at Evan his ocean blue eyes meet mine.
“I want you, Sienna. You have no idea how long I have wanted you.” The last bit of his confession mumbled as his lips find my bare back.
I was confused by his comment about how long he has wanted me but then his lips on my skin dissolved my thoughts. Slowly standing, he kissed his way up my spine until he’s pressed against me, his warm breath tickling my ear. He moves me around so that I was facing the bed. “Bend over and spread your legs for me, sweetheart,” he whispers into my ear.
Dropping my hands on the soft duvet I spread my legs apart, arching my back. Feeling Evan’s calloused hands around my waist holding me still.
“Let me look at you, Sienna.”
Can someone come just by listening to another talking? His sexy Texan accent has a direct line to my clit.
“Fuck Sienna, seeing you spread like this …” Evan’s voice is pained. “I’ve imagined you in this position many times.”
That’s the second time he has said something about that, turning my head, I ask.
“Wait, what do you mean you imagined me?” But his answer is forgotten as I’m distracted by Evan slowly undressing behind me. Biting my bottom lip, Evan gives me a show, toeing off his socks and shoes. Removing his belt he playfully holds it in his hand as his eyes drop to my ass then back up to me again.
“Next time I might use this on you.” The smile on his face showed me how much he would like to use it before dropping his belt on the floor.
It is the most intense foreplay.
“What did you mean; you imagined this for a long time?” I whispered once again.
Evan was quiet for a moment then he answered me. “Vanessa showed me your picture.”
Why would Vanessa show him my photo? I get up and turn around to see a very naked Evan standing in front of me. My mind has gone blank, but I walk towards him, his eyes watching my movements, his body stills, waiting to see what I’m going to do next. My hands come into contact with his body, running my fingers over the hard plains of muscles; over his shoulders and pecs, down to his perfectly chiseled abs.
“What else have you imagined about me?” I ask.
Fuck me! I was so hard from seeing Sienna in black lacy underwear and heels bent over the bed; asking me to tell her exactly the dirty thoughts I have been thinking about her nearly made me come on the spot. “I could tell you, sweetheart, but how about I show you exactly the things I have been thinking about?” Throwing the condom that I pulled from my jeans pocket earlier on the bed. Picking her up, I place Sienna in the middle of the bed, our eyes meet, I pause to make sure she is okay with what is going to happen next.
Sienna gives me a smile.
Thank fuck, because I don’t think I could walk away from her again. Crawling up over her body; kissing my way down her neck until I reach her bra strap, I push down one strap with my teeth, and then the other. My hand fiddling with the back clasp unhooking it. Throwing the bra off to the side as her ample tits bounce free before me. “Fucking perfect,” I say, admiring her. I squeeze each plump breast letting my fingers pinch her pink nipples.
Sienna’s moans make me smile, the way she is wiggling underneath me with each twist of a nipple.
“Evan, please just fuck me,” Sienna growls, before flipping me over onto my back, catching me off guard. “Seriously, I think we’ve had enough foreplay, don’t you?” Sienna grabs the condom ripping the foil; she sheaths me in one smooth move. It’s rare that a woman catches me off guard during sex, I like to control things.
“You won’t be needing these then,” I say, shredding the black lace G-string.
Sienna mumbles something about how