Sins of Sevin(94)

“It’s okay. Let go, Sevin.”

“Fuck…” A second later, his moans echoed through the bathroom while he pulled me even tighter into him. My muscles contracted around his cock as he came, my own climax spasming through me. I’d nearly forgotten how intense sex with him was. Nothing compared to it.

He stayed inside of me, breathing against the back of my neck. He turned me around and kissed me tenderly then surprised me when he dropped to his knees on the shower floor. The water ran down over his silky black hair as he gently kissed my stomach and whispered, “Don’t ever leave me again.”

Kneeling down to meet his eyes, I clutched the back of his neck. “I would rather die than ever hurt you again.”

Offering his hand, he lifted me to a standing position before shutting off the faucet and squeezing the moisture out of my hair. He grabbed a towel and wiped my body and his own then led me next door into his bed.

He got on all fours over me, locking me in with his arms. “You’re not gonna sleep in there anymore, okay? I want you right here with me every night.”

My eyes began to well up upon hearing him say that. Even though I understood it, my having to sleep in the guestroom always hurt like hell.

“Nancy’s not gonna call or come around anymore, either,” he said.

“You don’t have to do that. She’s been a friend to you.”

“Yeah, but she’s also an ex-girlfriend, and I don’t want to upset you. I would expect the same from you. We’re done hurting each other, okay?”

When I nodded, he just continued to hover over me in silence. So much loss, so much pain and he was still able to look at me with the same love shining through his eyes.

“Lie back.”

“What are you doing?”

“I intend to make good on my promise about dinner.”

My eyes trailed down his neck to the carved V beneath his abs and down to his cock that was once again gloriously hard.

“You like what you see?”

“Your body is even more incredible than I remembered.”

He spread my legs open and rubbed his palm slowly down the length of my torso then cupped my pussy possessively in his hand as he said, “This body is mine. Promise me you won’t show it to anyone else ever again.”

“I promise.”

He then lowered his face between my legs. My eyes rolled back the second I felt the wetness and warmth of his lips on my tender skin. Applying pressure on my clit with his tongue, he licked and sucked until he brought me to orgasm. He was the only person to have ever gone down on me.

We made love slowly two more times that night in his bed—our bed. It felt monumental, because for the first time since running into each other on that dirt road years ago, we were truly free to do what came naturally.

All I ever wanted was to love him. Still, things would be far from perfect so long as the biggest representation of our love continued to be missing from our lives. There would always be a hole in his heart. I needed to figure out a way to fix it.





CHAPTER 26


SEVIN





Evangeline and I were officially done hiding. We finally came out to Lance as a couple, making it seem like we’d only gotten close in the months after her divorce. Of course, Olga knew the truth about our secret past but continued to play dumb. No one said a word about Rose. That was the best decision for now. Surprisingly, Lance and Emily seemed to accept the fact that we were together.

My role at Sutton Provisions had only gotten bigger over the years. I was now the Operations Manager, overseeing beef processing and fabrication. Someday, I would replace Lance as the company president. With Elle gone, I guess my being with Evangeline helped solidify me as a permanent member of the family in Lance’s eyes. While his acceptance almost seemed too good to be true, I would gladly take it.

Evangeline was still working at Addy’s shop, which was renamed SEAL Autobody. SEAL was a play on our names: Sevin, Evangeline, Addy and Luke. Sometimes, I’d sneak home early to arrive before she got home from work. Catching her all greased-up and dirty was a huge turn on.

One such afternoon, I was waiting impatiently for her to walk through the door when the house phone rang.

“Hello?”

“Is this Sevin Montgomery?”

“Yes.”

“My name is Genia Simonsen. I’m—”

“I know who you are.” My stomach dropped. “Has something happened to Rose?”

“No. I’m sorry to have alarmed you.”

Letting out a massive sigh of relief, I asked, “What’s going on?”

“I’m not supposed to be in contact with you. If Robert knew, he would be irate.”

“How did you get this number?”