A Wifey for the Bad Boy(51)

Abstract photos lined the wall between golden frames. There were plants and bright open windows surrounding the whole room. No one would ever think this place could have existed inside the cottage, which really wasn’t a cottage. Evan gestured for me to sit down and I did. The next thing I knew there was a glass of wine and a plate of assorted cheese and fruits sitting in front of me. Talk about service. Probably helped that I was with the owner.

When Evan came back there was something in his eyes. It was a different expression than I’d seen from him before. I wasn’t sure what it was but my stomach fluttered in response. I couldn’t get over how he looked. Something in him had changed. Was it all because of me? He seemed happier and lighter than I’d ever seen him before. It was a good look on him.

“Are you okay with doing all this with me? It’s the couple’s package.”

“I’m okay with it—if you are.”

“Yeah, I’m good with it. The first is a soak in the hot tub. It’s scented with all the relaxing jazz.”

“I don’t have a suit,”

He chuckled. “It’s nude, darlin.”

“Oh, all right,” I said and stood.

When I followed him to the hot tub room, I felt a moment of panic until the door shut, leaving us alone in a small room. The walls had shelves lined with candles and in the center of the room there was a giant tub full of steaming water. I stood, unsure of what to do, but Evan wasn’t shy at all. He stood in front of me and reached behind my neck, untying the fabric that held my dress up. I shivered when his fingers grazed the back of my neck.

When I looked at him he smiled. “Are you sure, Zoe? I don’t want to rush you into anything.”

I knew where this night was going, and I was totally okay with it. I’d only been with Wes, but Evan brought something out of me. He made me feel beautiful. I’d never really felt that way before. I nodded. “I’m sure.”

He nodded and pulled the tie and the top of my dress fell. I wore my light pink strapless. My nipples peaked through the fabric. Evan leaned towards me and I tipped my head back. My lips parted in anticipation. So many times I’d imagined this, and when his lips touched mine, it was nothing like I’d ever thought it would be. He kissed with deep precision and slipped his tongue inside to duel with mine. It was slow, and he explored every inch. I moaned and clutched his chest. The kiss went on and on and with each thrust of the tongue I felt weak at the knees. He wrapped his arms around my waist holding me close.

When I pulled back my lips were swollen and I licked them. His eyes were dark, and he was flushed.

“Darlin’, you have no idea how long I’ve longed to do that.” His fingers gripped my sides as if he was afraid I’d disappear. But I wasn’t going anywhere. I had a feeling Evan was it; he wasn’t going to let me go.

I’d never been so thoroughly kissed. It wasn’t just a kiss either, there was so much more behind the motion. He conveyed his feelings in the best of ways.

Without a word he stripped the dress off, sliding it slowly down my stomach and over my wide hips. When his fingers grazed my panties, he let go of the fabric and it fell to the floor, pooling around my feet. I stepped out of the dress, and then I was standing there in just a bra and panties. Evan’s eyes scanned my bare skin, and I heard his groan before he slid a finger down my chest all the way to the dampness between my legs. They wobbled and I gripped his arm for balance. I’d never felt so aroused in my life. No one had ever desired me like this before. It was addictive.

Instead of letting him undress me anymore I reached for her shirt and peeled it off. He helped pulling it over his head and tossed it on top on my dress. I gripped the button to his shorts and quickly unsnapped them and pulled the zipper. When I went to slide them off he pushed him down his muscular thighs and then he stood naked. Apparently, Evan didn’t wear boxers. He was hard and ready.





Chapter 4

Seeing Evan stand in front of me completely naked was something I never thought would happen, but there he was, and even as my body throbbed with need, I worried. He was older, way more experienced, and I was insecure. Wes had complained about how I was in bed, and I was worried I wouldn’t measure up.

“Look at me, darlin’.”

I blushed and tilted my head to the side and kept my eyes locked on him.

“You’re shakin’. We don’t have to do anything other than what we’ve done. But let’s get you in the tub to warm up.”

I nodded, because at that moment I was too nervous. I reached behind my back and unclasped my bra. He watched as it fell to the ground and my breasts were free. They were large and the nipples were a dusky pink. They hardened under his stare, and I gasped when he ran the tip of his finger around them.