I want her and I want her bad. I can tell she has no fucking clue how amazing she looks. That wild hair and those sexy as hell shapely brown legs. I’ve heard some of the jealous club whores calling her fat behind her back.
Eva isn’t fat at all. She’s pleasantly plump. She has the kind of body you want pinned up on your wall. Fuck, I want to pin her to a wall, butt naked with her legs wrapped around me. I’m out of my mind for what I’m about to do, but at this point I’m beyond caring. She’s a grown ass woman now.
I pull into the garage of the old warehouse I’ve converted into my home. The place was a Georgia dump when I got my hands on it. Now, let’s just say I have been offered millions on more than one occasion for it.
I cut the engine on my bike and hold out my hand to help Eva off first. She reluctantly places her tiny hand in mine and swings her leg off. I watch her hungrily as she removes the helmet I placed on her head. She hands it to me before she rearranges her dress and smooths a hand over her hair.
She looks up from the ground and her brown eyes meet mine. I don’t know what she sees in my green ones, but whatever it is, makes her part her lips and her nipples hardened beneath the thin fabric of her dress.
I shoot my hand out and wrap it around her waist, tugging her back toward me as I remain seated on my bike. She lifts one of her hands to my chest, the other to my bicep. Her sweet breath fans across my lips as it puffs out of her mouth.
“Do you know how fucking gorgeous you are?” I say only inches from her parted lips.
“N-n-no,” she stutters out.
I slide my hand down to her plump ass and give it a gentle squeeze. She moans softly and melts into my chest. Fuck, she is going to be the death of me.
“I want to taste your lips, Eva,” I say huskily. “You going to let me taste you, baby?”
“Y-y-yes,” she moans.
I need no further invitation. I bend my head and seize her lips the way I have wanted to for longer than I care to admit. I’m not expecting the fire, passion, and electricity that sparks between us. When she parts her lips wider to allow me access to her mouth, I growl as I plunge into the depths of her warmth. Eva wraps her arms tightly behind my head as she locks her fingers in my hair.
It’s the last tug at my fraying restraint. I slide back on the seat and lift her from her feet, bringing her small, lush body across my lap. I cup one of her full breasts over her dress and start to play with her nipple. She feels so damn good in my arms.
I release her lips to trail hot kisses down her neck. Releasing her breast, I reach up and run my hand down her throat before tracing her collarbone with my rough fingertips. She shivers in my arms. I’m so turned on; I can’t see straight.
Pushing the strap of her dress from her arm, I chase its descent with my lips. I then tug the dress and her bra under her breast, capturing her nipple between my teeth. Eva cries out but tugs my head closer to her heated flesh. The sounds coming from her lips are driving me to the edge.
I suck on her nipple hard before letting it pop free from my mouth. “I need to fuck you, baby. Tasting you isn’t going to be enough for me.”
“Yes, please,” she whimpers as I push her dress up over her hips, letting it bunch up at her stomach.
I tear her panties free from her body, needing to get into her sooner and not later. She moves her fingers shakily to my jeans, tugging frantically at the zipper and releasing the button. I reach in for my cock to free it, lifting her up over me by her hips with one arm.
I tease her soaked pussy with the head of my cock and nearly come at the feel of how wet she is for me. I can’t hold back any longer. Lining my erection up with her soaked lips, I pull her down onto me with one strong thrust.
The ear-piercing scream that leaves her lips causes me to pause. My eyes grow wide as I realize I’ve just rammed right through her barrier. She’s fucking virgin tight. What the fuck was I thinking?
“Shit, shit, shit,” I gruff. I brush her hair back from her damp face. “Baby, are you okay? I’m sorry, I wasn’t thinking.”
The way she looks into my eyes snatches something from my soul. Right then and there it’s sealed. She’s mine. Eva Kennedy belongs to me. I don’t care who I have to go through to have her.
“Yes, I’m okay. You’re just so big and… I wasn’t…” She pauses and bites her lip. “I wasn’t ready.”
“I’m so sorry, baby. If I would have known I would have done this differently,” I say sincerely, regretting the way I have done this, but not regretting the claim I’m staking on her.
“No, this is exactly how I have dreamed of it, over and over,” she says softly.
I narrow my eyes at her. “What did you say?” I ask in a low rumble.
“I’ve dreamed of you taking me just like this a million times,” she repeats.
I grab her face and devour her lips. Her walls start to become increasingly slick as they squeeze around me. Eva wiggles her hips and bucks forward. I take the hint, wrapping an arm around her lower waist and guiding her up and down
